We had a neighbor across the street who would yell at the cars driving by too fast our house. He loved our kids and wanted them safe. He’d scream, slow down you mothereffer and hit their cars with a rake as they’d drive by. He died of leukemia. His wife is poorly so we help her out with odd chores. She likes us a lot.
One time a guy sped through our street and hit a disabled neighbors car in the process in front of a bunch of houses. The neighbors came pouring out. He was clearly young and a hot shot. He tried to flee the accident, but all the old neighbors jumped his car and dragged him out of the vehicle. One old lady started yelling and beating him with her cane, “hey boy I know your mama! Cletus, get my taser! Your Mama didn’t raise you to be a mother effen fool! Don’t you dare drive away!” They sat in front of the car until the police came. It was hilarious.
Ive got a weed dealer above me. And a dementia patient below that likes to scream “wakey wakey” at your window when hes been on the sauce.
Another schizophrenic on the ground floor as well, that shoots out the front door looking mean, cos he keeps hallucinating his door bell going off lol. (ive told him its in his head).
Apart from that - im probably the token wierdo. Everybody else goes out. I stay in the dark indoors.
They were a couple about our age with three children.
I couldn’t ever figure out why.
It occurred to me not that long ago that I spent about 80% of my time in the backyard smoking cigarettes and weed with my other neighbor. (she was an older African lady that had crazy stories for days)
Talking loud, about inappropriate stuff, politics, you name it.
They hated us because their backyard was almost unusable with all the loud curses and weed smoke blowing back there.
Their kids couldn’t be exposed to it.
They were thrilled when we left.
So, in that case, I was the pain-in-the-ass neighbor.
If I had realized it at the time, I would have made changes.
We had a next door neighbor in our apartment building that used to scream in the halls at the neighbor downstairs for playing his radio at odd hours. That wasn’t too odd but he also had a fake gun and was apparently arrested and spent a couple months in jail for threatening a hotel employee with it. He also was prowling around the parking lot with it when he heard the police were looking for some escaped prisoners in our area.
It was a bit awkward because we ran into him at our mental health clinic where he was also a patient.
He died pretty young. He had bad epilepsy and died of a massive heart attack when he was helping someone with some roof work. The neighbor he complained about also died young and was found in his bed.
I had a stalker neighbour who also made me feel very uncomfortable because of his advances towards me that were sexual to me. Also cos he said some really horrible things to me. I don’t like him.
I met our next door neighbors that soon became our closest friends.
My husband’s absolute best friend.
I was in psychosis and unmedicated,
Totally in a panic over some dumb stuff and ran to my neighbors and asked a fairly innocent question, but it was not appropriate for the situation for sure.
The neighbor went to my husband to confront him about his crazy ass wife and they got to talking.
Never stopped talking.
Like I said, they’ve been best of friends since and I feel like all of the family is now my family.
But it wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t offended our neighbor.
Most of the time I live along with homely and helpful neighbours. But the down side is since we went into financial crisis when I was teen had to shift many houses. Now I a own place for quite sometime. Hopefully continue to live here by working my ass off. The neighbour here are fine as well. We share sweets and food during festivals. That’s about it. Nothing more nothing less.
I’m the weird neighbor to some people. I had audio and visual hallucinations and delusions that a few of my neighbors were soliciting me for sex. So, I went to the police station and told the sheriff that. So, the sheriff went to their house to talk to them about this and not to do it anymore.
The woman who answered the door to the sheriff, told many, many neighbors throughout the neighborhood. I was seen as crazy by some people after that. This was almost eight years ago. A couple of people still look at me as though I’m crazy today.
I was in psychosis. I was new to having audio and visual hallucinations. So, I thought this was really happening.