Gee, way to be neighborly :'(

Apparently our realtors sent out a little card to all our neighbors that says “Just sold! Please welcome your new neighbors to [our address]”

Well someone put one of these on our front door, and they’d written on it:

“About Getting a normal hair cut and dressing like normal people. Look around and see what kind of neighborhood you have moved in.”

I feel so hurt! How can people be so mean? Who cares what my hair looks like?? And I buy my clothes at Ross and Wallmart, how strange can they be??? Just what I need a month after buying my first house :frowning:

I can’t stop crying. :frowning:

Bastards.

Opal, congratulations on your new house. Maybe they’re just jealous because you got the really cool house on the block, which is at least 12% more delightful and 17% happier than every other place on the block.

That sucks.

Take heart that it’s just it’s surely just ONE person who did this, one narrowminded and insecure person. Might even be some kid. I am sure the majority of your neighbors are great people.

What a bunch of assholes.
Did you move into Stepford and not realize it? If they can’t deal with a little bit of self expression, fuck them and the copies of Martha Stewart Living they masturbate over.

Oh, Opal! (Hi, btw!) That is perfectly horrible. I can’t imagine how painful that was to find something like that tacked to your door. Well, yes I can. But this is completely reprehensible.

Are your neighbors, by any chance, elderly, or possibly just a bunch of nouveau riche yuppie plastic cutout people?
I live in a neighborhood that consists of nothing but really old people, and they pretty much loathe my family of three screaming kids, three dogs and two cats. I even think my next door neighbor poisoned and killed one of my dogs last year.

I can only envision being stuck in yuppie hell. I dress from Walmart and Penney’s myself, and that just wouldn’t do in these tiny people’s minds.

People like this make me sick. You haven’t even been there long enough to piss anybody off, for cryin’ out loud. Unfortunately, if I had found something like that in my door, I’d be really hardpressed not to go out of my way to make them think I was really weird. I, of course, am really bad about going by contraries.

Did you find this sweet welcome wagon note after you got back from your trip, meaning was it there when you arrived home, or did it just show up today? I was just wondering if you’d really had any time at all to upset these morons’ tender sensibilities.
God, this totally pisses me off for you. Maybe you ought to be glad I don’t live near you. I’d probably end up getting you flamed out of the neighborhood by going up and down the street, to each door, saying, “Are you the jackoff that wrote me this note???”

Sometimes I go off like that.

And also…welcome back to the USA! We missed you here. Well, those of us that count. To hell with the nimrods on your street. You are soooo much better than they are. So is the cat crap in my back yard.

Assholes. How dare they make you cry? Somebody should make them cry. A lot.

So, not only are they assholes, but assholes with poor grammar skills.

Fuck em.

I’d say that it’s high time all three of you took up the violin.

If the neighbors complain about your practicing, point out that you’re trying to emulate the high tone of the rest of the neighborhood.

Feh, take up bagpipes lesson. Tell them you want to get in touch with your roots. You must have a Celtic ancestors in the deep recesses of your genealogy. If not, invent one, they deserve it.

You know, if one coward had to post it anonymously, it’s quite possible that the rest of the neighbors don’t really share the same attitude.

Were I you, I’d go out of my way to make friends with as many neighbors as you can as soon as possible. You may not convert the asshole, but you could wind up isolating him/her if they ever try to get everyone to gang up on you.

If everyone rebuffs your friendship, of course, you’ll be in a tough spot. However, I find that unlikely. We have neighbors who have expressed a dislike for our house- and yard-maintenance (shared with us through the neighborhood gossip–now thankfully moved away) and others with whom we’re friends.

I suspect that if there is a hate-monger in the neighborhood, the very fact that they are that nasty almost guarantees that others are going to oppose them in their attitudes.

Shit, just feel sorry for the poor, inbred loser who needs to put others down based on their appearance to make themselves feel better. Revel in the fact that, unlike Mystery Neighbor, you’re not a chicken shit, narrow minded immature little punk.

And welcome back, Opal.

My sympathies. That is a goddamn suck-ass low-dog fucking pile of shit thing for them to do. I have trouble with one of my neighbors as well, who disapproves of me, my house, my yard, etc. The only difference is that they’ve seen me, my attitude, and my guns enough that they fear me, so I don’t get any remarks anymore.

Well, the problem points to a possible solution. Since your neighbors base their impressions so much on appearances alone, use those same appearances against them. Start hosting the OpalCat Militia out of your house - have a barbeque for all of your friends where the “theme”, as it were, is to come dressed as a psychotic survivalist. You can BBQ MREs, have a pig roast, whatever. One weekend of scruffy camo-clad people coming and going to your house, and your neighbors will lose a lot of that piss and vinegar they have…

Forgot to add this:

“An armed neighborhood is a polite neighborhood”

:smiley:

First, no they seem like just regular folk… lots of kids, pretty strong mix of ethnicities, etc.

Actually the girl who was feeding our cats found the note on the door while we were out of town and gave it to us when she came to drop of the keys and get her money. So yeah, it was while we were out of the country.

And did I mention that WHILE WE WERE MOVING IN someone called the health department to complain about dog poop in our yard?!?

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*Originally posted by detop *
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Oh we have serious Celtic roots! We just got back from Scotland, staying at our family’s ancestral home (a castle that still bears our family name, and is now a hotel)… in addition to that I’m half Irish on my mother’s side. My son has a set of play bagpipes…hmmm… actually he adores bagpipe music, and we did recently get him his own boombox… do I see bagpipe CDs in his future?

I’d favour humilating them by relating the incident as an obvious joke to each person in the neighbourhood you meet. Vicious, and it makes you look good.

I hate to quote the whole post…but couldn’t decide where to snip.

It sounds like there’s just one bad apple on this block, then. Probably the same fuckwad who called the health department.

You say there’s a lot of kids there; possibly it’s one of their parents just being a complete prick. I agree with some of the other posters after reading this: I think it’s very probably just one bastard giving the whole neighborhood a bad name. You might not have long to find out who he is. If you have been singled out since the moment of moving in, it’s pretty likely he’s pulled this stunt before on other newcomers.

Eventually you’ll be able to find out or figure out who it is. Cowards like that are easy to spot, and the others on the street have probably had run-ins with him before.

I still hate that this happened to you. :frowning:

:frowning: mean people suck. i hate the guy that lives next door…and his wife too. They cut all the plants by the fence that separates our houses. They throw their trash in the yard. They report everyone to the police for the stupidest things, like leaving your car in your driveway too long without using it. They reported this really nice family that lives by us, that just happens to have a lot of kids (this guy and his wife really hate kids), and they told the police that they were running an illegal day care in their home. They weren’t by the way… Anyways, I hate my neighborhood soley because of this couple that lives next door. Damn them.

My sincere sympathies, it all sorta reminds me of that episode of THE TWILIGHT ZONE, “The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street,” wherein we find that the real monsters are not from outer space, but lurking (in the forms of race, class, personal hatreds) inside the so-called neighbors.

Perhaps, the other posters are correct: even though you shouldn’t have to, you can kill this monster with kindness, and by refusing to be baited into stooping to his/her level.

Frame the card, as a reminder to any who may see it of the hurtfulness and cruelty of bigoted words.

Sir Rhosis

That is so nasty! I’m so sorry that the friendly neighborhood idiot decided it was time to dust off his or her social correspondence skills. I’m guessing that person is so uptight, he was able to hold the pen in his ugly scrunchy butt cheeks as he composed that charming welcome.

I bet some of your neighbors are lovely people, and when you get to know them, you can all come together and jeer at Mr. and Mrs. Sans-Frontal-Lobe. They are probably just jealous because there is nothing at all interesting or remarkable about their sad self-righteous lives.

It’s been my experience that people who claim to speak for “everyone” almost never speak for anyone but themselves. They just have to use Invisible Authority to back up their idiotic positions.

Like everyone in this thread has already said, just make friends with the neighbors. Pretend this stuff never happened, and just be nice to everyone. Don’t let one jerk make you feel weird about everyone else.

Good luck with your new house!