Jacqui (jacqui) wrote,

My Meddling Neighbors

You Guys? Who lives near me? I'm in West Los Angeles. I was dreaming of putting an art making group together. But it would be a ways down the road. I would need to get my garage cleaned out first.

My favorite neighbors, not, are complaining again. These are the ones who talked my new neighbor out of allowing me to put a studio on my garage and cost me a fortune in legal wrangling when I wanted to put a second story on my house. The second story that helped increase their property value. Little pain in the ass shits. They complain about everything because they are older and have nothing better to do. In Spanish we would call them vieja metiches. Which means meddling old people. Seriously, I've written about this before, but it goes way beyond the bounds of normal neighborly conflicts.

Yesterday I was coming home from the dog park and they must have known I was outside because the Mr. came out to confront me. They're so sneaky and they think they can just make everything seem like a friendly accident. He just happened to be going to the mailbox to mail one letter. yeah right. Anyway I saw him out of he corner of my eye and completely ignored him until he called me name and forced me to talk to him.

He said, "Uh yes Jacqui do you know what is causing that thumping noise in your patio?" As if he hadn't peeked through the fence a million times and seen the bunnies we have there. I said, "Why yes Ted, it's the bunnies. They thump." "Well, it's keeping us awake at night. It's really bothering us and we're wondering what you're going to do about it."

I wanted to say, "Oh fuck off you annoying pain in the ass, happy dream ruining, peeping Tom, monster man," but my Catholic programming runs deep and I am unfailingly polite, even to people I dislike intensely. So I told him we were looking for homes for the rabbits and were having the males fixed. I decided to move two of the hutches to the other side of my house so it will cut down on the "horrible" bunny thumping. I had this evil fantasy of moving all of the bunnies to the driveway side, where we keep the garbage cans, and moving the garbage cans to the bunny side, just to spite them. But it wouldn't work out and I don't want to provoke them. Darn it.

I know I should be peaceful, loving, and neighborly, but these people are such trouble makes and fakes. I hate how they smile and befriend you, only to use whatever info they can glean about you to gossip to the other neighbors with. This is one of the many reasons why I want to sell this house, in this congested overpriced area, and move somewhere with land, and better people.

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