We've all got them...  

rm_titsandtires 53M/42F
2973 posts
6/29/2006 11:41 pm

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7/10/2006 5:47 pm

We've all got them...

They might be on the left, they might be on the right. In fact, they might even be across the street. They're neighbors. Some are closer than others, but they are neighbors all the same.

Sometimes they are obnoxious, sometimes they become life long friends. But sometimes, they become life long stories.

The house next door to me was 94 years old when I moved in, and in dire need of repairs. The couple who lived there at that time were the ones that make some of those great stories. We'll call them D. and T. They were an older couple who claimed to be "estate liquidators". That is, they bought crap at garage sales and then had garage sales of their own and tried to sell this crap for a profit. Only problem is, the stuff they bought was the crap no one wanted at the original garage sale. It was garbage. Junk. Waste.

D. wore glasses. I guess that's the right term, I don't really know. I suppose you still call them "glasses" even if there's only one lens, right? Anyway, when I bought my house, there was supposed to be a car in the garage. It was supposed to come with the house. It wasn't anything super special, but the point is, it was supposed to be there and it wasn't. I didn't call the police or anything, I just figured that the previous owner's daughter wanted the car back. It was her's in the first place after all. The title had been lost and the car was offered to me when I bought the house because her father didn't feel like dealing with the out of state lost title thingy while going through a divorce and a move and... you get the picture. So, a couple days later, when I came home from work, D. manages to find his way to the fence with his one lensed glasses, and says "Howdy neighbor! How you doing? My name's D. and this is my wife T. and yada yada yada..."

Now, if you're paying attention, you know what happens next. Right?

You got it... D. tried to sell me that car. The car that was supposed to be mine as part of the house deal. Sure enough, it was sitting in the street down a couple houses from him under a large tree. I declined, but thanked him for the offer.

Now, I could go on all night about the stuff that D. did... like the windows he had custom made and ordered, only to find out when he tried to install them that they were all two inches too short. (Guess he should have had that second lens, eh?) The stories he told me that were so over the top bull crap, I couldn't tell if he was serious or trying to be funny. But my favorite one was one that will go into the record books.

He was "building" something in his back yard. I don't know how else to describe it really without getting into a bunch of details. Let's just say that this thing he was trying to build was very unstable, very large, (800 s.f. or so) no permits, and he was going to be running electric into it as well. Oh yeah, and he was using the posts of an existing fence as one wall.

So I walked over to the fence and said "How's it going D? Looks like you got yourself quite a project going here?"

"Yeah, I'm going to put up these stringers and sheet-rock it all in and..." he went on to tell me in great detail about the shed on steroids he was building and about how nice it was going to look. As I eyed the structure, I could tell that this was going to be bad. Real bad. So I thought about making a call to the building inspector's office. But not quite yet. You see, your good buddy here Tires is one of THOSE neighbors. You know what I did? I let him get almost done with this structure, and THEN I called the building inspector.

I called at noon on a Tuesday. When I got home at 5:25 p.m. it was gone. Completely gone.

Two years later, D. and T. moved out, and the house was vacant for almost a year before an investor bought it, fixed it up very nicely, and sold it to my current neighbor K. She's about my age, a little eccentric, but a very good neighbor all the same. See Why my neighbor needs a boyfriend. Last weekend, she told me that she's going to put the house on the market early next month. This sucks. She's a good neighbor, and I'm not interested in going through another D. and T. situation again. Although, a couple like that could never afford that house now. It went over 100 years old last year and jumped quite a bit in value, so K.'s making her buck. I'm glad for her.

As a side note: The car that D. tried to sell me... he left the air cleaner and some other parts in my garage when he took it. Knowing what I know about classic cars, I think I can sell that stuff for more than he got for the car.

rm_DaphneR 59F
8023 posts
6/30/2006 8:28 am

I have a new neighbor on one side. Seems okay, very quiet anyway. The thing that gets me is one of his friends, or at least the guy claimed to be, came to my house calling me neighbor and asking to borrow twenty bucks for gas. I just looked at him, laughed and said I don't loan money to my friends, much less people I've never seen before.

Have tongue, will use it. Repeatedly.

MamChelle 49F
1443 posts
6/30/2006 12:40 pm

*smiles* We have all had one of those neighbors.... i am about to do some moving myself in the comming months, hope i luck out and get good neighbors...lol Missed You bro..nice to see ya writing again. c

frbnkslady 49F
6183 posts
7/9/2006 11:22 am

LOL>.. I am sorry you are losing a good neighbor, as they seem hard to find now a days.
We have finaly lost the last of our 'DnT's. She sold her house, her daughter sold hers last year. They lived across from us and to our side. Will NOT miss either of them. T


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