Nefarious activities of your neighbors

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Two come to mind for me. The first was my overly friendly, eager to help neighbor across the alley behind my apartment. One night my BF and I needed to pick something up, and instead of parking out front and walking 4x the distance, he pulled into the back alley so I could run in the back door. Overly friendly, eager to help neighbor is sitting on his steps as we pull up, and he jumps up, looking quite agitated, and says to my BF through the open car window, “I told you to wait over there!” while trying to hand him a package.

At this, another car pulls into the opposite end of the alley, and I realize we’re interupting a drug deal. BF replies, “Hey, wrong guy. We live here, remember?” and backs up to park down they alley so these guys can do their business. BF later tells me the package the guy shoved in his face was meth. BF’s dad had a meth problem a few years ago, so he knows it when he sees it. Now I understand this neighbor’s intermittent bouts of friendliness, helpfulness, and hyperactivity.

The other story involves my upstairs neighbor in the same building. He was a friendly, come upstairs and chat, movie lending neighbor. Now, in the year that I lived there, he’d gotten into 3 car accidents, and I knew he had at least 1 prior accident because he had all sorts of back problems and was in constant pain. The first time he got into an accident, I thought, “Poor guy.” The second time, I thought, “What an unlucky bastard.” The third time, I thought, “Maybe he’s a really bad driver.”

Then he got fired. He told me someone had been stealing, they accused him, and fired him. Now, his ex was his boss, so there’s a potential problem right there, and his last accident had been while he was on the clock and driving somewhere for work, and he’d talked about filing for workman’s comp. I could see how the company might want to fire him and just needed an excuse.

Shortly thereafter, I was leaving my apartment, and I saw two plain clothes detectives outside. As I walked out to my car, I see them talking to my upstairs neighbor. I thought it might have to do with these theft allegations. But he’s in handcuffs and they’re taking him in! Being the nosy neighbor I am, I searched the sherriff’s arrest database for him. There he is, charged with scheme to defraud. Huh? So later, he’s been released and he told me someone had vandalized the store so they arrested him, but his prints didn’t match. No way, that story makes no sense.

I finally put it together sometime later, when it just hit me. Nobody’s that bad of a driver. Nobody totals a car when they get rear-ended. He was running some insurance fraud scam!

Tell me about the dastardly deeds of your nefarious neighbors.

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The son of my next door neighbor shot him, set fire to the house and then shot himself in the head. My neighbor will walk with a limp for the rest of his life and his son is in a permanent vegatative state. This happened a year or two before I moved here.

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crickets chirping

:eek:

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When mrAru and I lived on Bainbridge Ave in Portsmouth Va, we had a very nice pair of guys stop and ‘canvas the street’ like LDS missionaries … I was feeling friendly, and had been sitting on the front step watching them hand out watchtowers to the rest of the houses on the block…

They approached and I was about th=o thank them and let them know I wasnt interested and was told that they were not really LDS but were warning the people on the street to stay in their houses if they heard a disturbance as they were about to take down the people in the house across the street … apparently they were wanted for assault and armed robbery :eek:

So mrAru and i trooped back into the house, upstairs and sneeked peeks out the window at the house to watch the festivities…

Of course when NIS was camped out across the street watching our roommates and us [ the asshat had decided to not return some tech manual or something and this was back in the days of the whole Walker thing. ] We used to send them pizza, and for a while we set up one of MrArus cameras with the honking big lense on it on a tripod looking back at them=)

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We had a neighbor across the street who looked for all intents and purposes like a normal young housewife – nice, well-kept house, two small kids. Except she dealt drugs out of her Jeep parked in the driveway. :eek: Right in front of her two small kids. :eek: :eek: Also, she had a trash mouth beyond belief – she’d get in screaming matches with her “clients,” and her husband would have to collect the kids and take them indoors so they wouldn’t hear mommy scream the F word at people. :eek:

Anyway, the whole neighborhood knew about it; when we moved in, this had been going on for a couple years, the cops had been notified, one of my neighbors was taking license numbers, etc., but nothing happened for about two more years. Then one day the SWAT team showed up, all bulletproof-vested and everything. As far as I could tell, however, nothing happened.

Except a few days later, the family disappeared. Turns out the young woman had OD’d right there in front of her kids, again, and they found her dead on the floor! What a messed-up family they were.

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Had a thread about it.

It looks like he’s slowly but surely moving out.

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I had some neighbours renting next door who were a picture perfect family - a young husband and wife with a cute little baby and a very nice pet cat. The husband was a real family man, always clean-cut and sober and attentive to his wife and child, and he worked real hard.

Turned out he was so much of a “family man” that he had more than one family.

His “hard work” was at least in part to conceal the fact that he was common-law with another woman across town, who also had a cute little baby. I have no idea how he managed this, but he did, moving between the two households with neither knowing of the other - until somehow woman #2 found out about woman #1. The two got in contact and the next thing you know, woman #1 packed up her stuff and the baby and moved back in with her parents.

Mr. family man kept the place for a month or so, then moved out (whether with woman #2 or not I don’t know). He sublet it to some friends of his who were by no means as clean-cut as he appeared - they had raunchy loud parties, left garbage all over the place and delt mucho hard drugs. However, the worst thing, in my opinion, was that the pair abandoned their pet cat, and his “friends” basically booted it out - they had, as befitting their low-life scum image, a pit bull (which they abused).

We discovered that the cat (a very nice animal) was basically living on the street when it begged for shelter one wintry day, and soon enough we took it in. However, he never really liked it, not because he disliked us, but because we already had a cat. The two were great friends, but evidently he didn’t want to live with us. So he mounted a (successful) campaign to move in with a neighbour across the street.

One day that neighbour came to us, full of embarassment, and asked us what she should do. The cat kept begging to go in to her house, but as far as she knew, it was our cat. We laughed and explained the circumstances - we weren’t unhappy in the least if the cat wished to live elsewhere, we liked him fine but he really wasn’t “ours”. The new arrangement suited everyone and soon enough that cat became a happy visitor to our house, rather than a resident.

The story has a happy ending. The cops came and busted the neighbours, and soon the place was rented to a quiet gentleman. The lady with the cat moved on to a bigger house elsewhere, where that cat is lord. We also moved on to owning a house of our own.

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A house about 4 down from mine always had extra cars parked outside so at any given time there were about 5 cars in front of it (3 in the driveway 2 on the street). I never made much of it figuring it was just some young renting college kids who had friends over a lot.
Then in the summer it cleared out and the house was up for rent. Two of my neighbors were chatting it up on the street and one joked with the other about “Didn’t I see your car parked over there a few times last winter, ha-ha.”
I asked them to fill me in on their little joke and they said
“Oh, didn’t you hear? The people renting that place were running their own little house of prostitution. They got busted this spring.” :eek:

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Our first house shared a driveway with the house next door. The neighbor was OK, if a bit odd. Every weekend there would be a different car in the driveway! Turns out, the guy was running an auto repair business at home 9illegally0,he was swapping out engines, transmissions, etc.
When they moved out, he left several SAAB tranmsissions in the back yard.

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The charming lady who moved in next to my parents was almost certainly dealing drugs. Ever ten minutes or so a car full of lovely people would pull up in front of the house and honk, and she’d run out to do the exchange.
Then we believe she switched to prostitution. One summer, every hour on the hour a new man would be knocking on the front door. He’d leave within the hour. If a john showed up early, he’d have to wait on the porch.
None of this would have been a problem, except the woman was also a right bitch. My parents erected a fence.
Then the little old lady moved out of the house across the street and the new owner rents it out to college kids. Lots of college kids.
And another little old lady died a few doors up, and more charming people moved in.
And the same thing happened to the house next to that one.
And the last little old lady on the street isn’t likely long for this world.

And my parents moved out of the 120yr old victorian that they spent 26 years lovingly restoring into a post-war no-maintenance ranch in the country. And my childhood home has sat on the market for nine months so far.

I’m still a little sad about it.

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Somebody in an apartment building I was living in had to be doing something illegal; I suspected either drugs or prostitution, or possibly both. The annoying thing was that either there was something wrong with the wiring of the doorbell system or the customers were deliberately ringing the wrong bell to get into the building, because mydoorbell kept ringing at all hours of the night. I finally disconnected one of the wires attached to my buzzer and told my friends to call me before tey come over so I would reconnect it.

Unfortunately, shortly after that people started just standing outside the building and shouting to be let in. I called the cops a few times, and I suspect some of the other people did too, as well as complain to the landlord. Then the building got sold, and the new landlord started cleaning up and redoing apartments, and the problem went away.

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Wow…all my neighbors have done is steal a 2x4 off our patio (kids) and leave their Christmas tree out on the landscaping for the past 2 months instead of throwing it away. My neighbors upstairs are delightful replacements for the bozos who used to live there. The old ones banged on our wall at 9:30 pm on a weekday when the TV was on, then get up at 9:00 am on Sunday and stomp around and yell. Charming. Then they overflowed their washer, which leaked into our living room. Delightfully tame.

Of course, if we get into the neighborhood I grew up in, a couple blocks away, a cop was shot (in the leg) and drug dealers lived on the corner 3 houses away. A couple more blocks away, the cops found a dead hooker in a dumpster. Once when I was little, the Crips marked my grandpa’s garage and a few months later the police chased 2 car thieves through our back yard. Also, my grandmother had an ongoing feud with the lady on the other side of our house, but they were harmless. (grandparents to the right, feud lady to the left) This is why I don’t live there any more.

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Our neighbors across the street have teenagers.

I’m keeping my eyes on them.

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A few years ago a young couple moved into the house next to my parent’s. The very first thing they did after buying the house was rip out all the beautiful azalea bushes. The second thing the husband did was get to work in the detached garage way in the backyard. He papered over the windows on the door, and was (and still is) out there at all hours. Based on the fact that he had no hesitation about sitting on his back porch smoking up, we figured he might have some less-than-legal gardening interests in there. He also had lots of visitors at all hours, who would show up, go straight back to the garage, and be gone within ten minutes.

He also had a CB radio in there and an illegal amplifier. The use of the amplifier meant that sometimes our computer speakers would pick up his outgoing signal. No, I don’t understand how exactly that worked, but it scared the living crap out of me when I discovered it. That lead to us sometimes hearing his side of some very interesting conversations, including one memorable line: “If you think a police car is following you don’t drive here you asshole!”

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20 years ago, at my previous place, we noticed that we rarely saw the old guy two houses down. His lawn went unmowed for weeks at a time. Finally, a neighbor told me the old man was in prison for molesting his grandchildren. :eek:

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Things were okay here until a few months ago, when a family moved in two doors down. Every few weeks, they blast their music on Saturday nights until the walls and windows of neighboring houses shake and vibrate. Multiple calls to the police ensue, police come out, the music stops. They wait a few weekends, then do it again. Lather, rinse, repeat.
I wonder how many times the cops will come out before they start writing some big fat citations.

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A few years back, three young ladies moved into a house nearby. They had a LOT of (male) visitors…

They’re gone now.

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All I got is one time while in college, in the house across the street apparently the woman kicked the guy out of the house. At 4 a.m. he was standing out there bellowing “I want my new Levis!” Apparently wasn’t a terribly complex property settlement.
The other comment I remember is “All you can do is suck cock, and you ain’t any good at THAT!”

Of course, the guy who lived next door to us at the time had a large garden in back of his house, maybe 20’x20’, full of tomatoes, huge marigolds, and pot. Don’t know I had ever seen such brazen cultivation. Man, the guy had sacks full of pot!

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The neighbor on the other side of my apartment bedroom wall used to smoke crack or meth or something that burned my eyes and gave me a headache. He got arrested for distribution and was evicted, moving out the same day that my lease expired and that I moved out, never again to share a multiunit domicile. The pinochle rentacops that showed up for neighbors’ complaints also reeked of dope.

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There was a mobile home just up the road from me. One evening I was driving home and notices that all the windows and most of the seams in one end appeared to have been blown out along with some smoke damage around the rupture points. I never bothered to confirm it but a dollar gets you ten it was a meth lab.