Over the years the quality of neighbours has really gone into decline. When we first moved here, the first people we met were in the house immediately north of us: The Wongs. During the first day or two after our initial move-in, I slipped and fell down a few stairs and got a minor cut. We didn’t have any bandages, but luckily they did.
Over the years, I grew up with them being next door, and never had any issues with them. They were always nice and friendly, and I enjoyed speaking with them. Heck, they were almost like a third set of grand-parents.
During this time others moved in, and quite frankly, I’m not too fond of them. Directly north of the Wongs, a young family moved in. The people are fine, but they have this yappy little dog that starts barking at everyone it sees outside. I hope it gets turned into roadkill really soon.
Directly south of us, another family moved in. While their kids were young everything seemed normal. But now that the kids have gone off to school, the couple constantly bitch to one another outside in their backyard. They’re not exactly quiet or subtle about it, either. Lucky me, my bedroom is at the back of our house. They guy, especially, acts like a little whiny bitch. He constantly complains that no one listens to him or pays him any attention. Then you will hear him in the backyard by himself making snarky remarks about his wife. Gee, I wonder where the source of their problem is. My advice for the not-so-happy couple: DIVORCE. It is LONG overdue! Tonight they had a pack of their noisy friends over for dinner, and acted like everything is fine for everyone. Worst neighours, EVER.
Directly south of them lives an old Chinese woman with her extended family. The old bag seems to think that we are better friends than we are willing to lead on. She constantly bothers my parents for help with things, and even has the gull to ask my Mother to ask ME to do things. I mentioned that she lives with her extended family, RIGHT? She has a grand-son old enough to drive, and with his own car. Yes, I’ve seen the Audi-driving Canada-goose coat wearing douche. Ask HIM to help you with your shit, you old bag.
Directly across the street from us, to the east, is another bothersome bunch. I don’t know their names, nor do I care to. The wife has a condescending tone about her, and on occasion their stupid Mazda3′s bumper will cover up a bit of our driveway entrance. Would it kill you to double-check your careless parking?
Across the backyard fence to the west, there are a couple of houses I don’t like either, and haven’t been able to identify which ones. One will have noisy late night gatherings that go well past two AM in the morning. Another house has someone playing really loud music. Anyways, a curse on both their houses.
A few years ago, the Wongs moved away. At their age, it was getting difficult to manage such a big house on their own. Just as well, they probably weren’t too fond of the these same neighbours as well.
Thankfully, I will be following their lead soon and will be moving out of this area and away from this horrid bunch of people. They will NOT be missed!