Back when we lived at our previous house, I was actually very close with my nextdoor neighbors. They were like grandparents to me. I would go over there all the time. The guy and I would build model airplanes together (he used to be a pilot), they'd get me birthday and Christmas presents, we went pumpkin picking together, etc. They treated me like a grandson. It was really cool.
Now I hate living at this new house. High school kids that think they're cool with their sound systems in their car, blasting that s*** at midnight, one f***er decided it'd be a fun prank to stuff a wig in my parents car when it was parked on the street one night... Plus one house next to us is occupied by a grouchy old fart. He never says hi, doesn't even look at you.. One time he was mowing his yard and he blew like a 30 ft stretch of grass onto our driveway. Didn't bother cleaning it up. The woman is nice though. She always waves and says hi. She looks much younger than him so I don't know if they're married or just family related.
Now I hate living at this new house. High school kids that think they're cool with their sound systems in their car, blasting that s*** at midnight, one f***er decided it'd be a fun prank to stuff a wig in my parents car when it was parked on the street one night... Plus one house next to us is occupied by a grouchy old fart. He never says hi, doesn't even look at you.. One time he was mowing his yard and he blew like a 30 ft stretch of grass onto our driveway. Didn't bother cleaning it up. The woman is nice though. She always waves and says hi. She looks much younger than him so I don't know if they're married or just family related.
