I saw it coming for an hour. The neighbor right next door (not the sorority girls, the ex-football player) had some guests over. Two of the cars were parked in front of our house, one of which was actually in front of the driveway. You just have to imagine where we live. It’s not really a street, but a common driveway that all the houses share. Any miss-parked car is in the way… Anyway, when Richard finally got home he could not get into the garage without driving through the landscaping. Of course he was bitter. I expected that. I did not expect him to lay on his horn and start shouting. The ‘girlfriend’ of the week came out and apologized. She was going to move her car, but Richard sorta laid into her about respect and rules and police and stuff. (Well, we think it was her drunk ass coming over that woke us up at two in the morning!) She went in and got the ex-football player. My heart stopped as I stood at the window listening. I know. I am a wimp. So the man doesn’t actually come out (phew!) but he stood on his balcony and shouted down at my Richard. He started arguing with Richard about the security guards and how they told him it was us reporting him. That really bugs me. Those idiots should NOT share that information. That puts people at risk. As in WE people. The shouting outside continued. They got into respect, rules, contradictions, oil stains, property values, music at noon (?), and other crap until Richard finally came inside.

What a mess. I hate neighbor drama. Nobody wins. Now I am all nervous and stressed out about what the repercussions will be. I mean the man is huge, for one. Also I have found that angry neighbors just get louder and more obnoxious. What ever happened to the good old days. Remember? The days your grandparents would speak of? Back when you used to be able to run next-door and borrow a cup of sugar, use the phone, or get your ball out of their backyard? Nowadays it’s every man for himself. None of our neighbors speak to us or each other, other than to bicker about parking, just like it was when I was growing up. I have been more stressed and irritated by neighbors in my life than any other group of people. That just seems wrong. What if there was an earthquake and one of us was without water? Would we just continue to ignore each other or fight?

What a sad existence. I think I finally understand people that live on enormous farms with no neighbors for miles. 

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