I am slowly becoming one of them...
THEM being a-hole neighbors.
I live in what used to be a quiet neighborhood. That was until the neighbor next door found a new boyfriend and he moved in with his four (4) kids to make a baker's half dozen. Those kids are out and about all hours of day and night and have some really cool hobbies such as gasoline powered RC cars (they all have them) which they race at 11PM. Or throwing a baseball at the side of my house. I guess they want to test the durability of my shingles. Or screaming their asses off in their stupid ass swimming pool. Their father has an awesome habit of starting his diesel truck at 4:30 and letting it idle for an hour. I can sort of understand it in the winter but he continues to do that even now when temps in the morning are close to 60F. I don't know, maybe he is rebelling against the global warming.
Then there is the other neighbor (behind my house) whose adopted kids (3 or 4) ride around his house on quads and dirt bikes. These fun activities start at around 7AM on a Saturday morning and sometimes goes on until dark or end sooner if the kids run out of gas. Their father, who for the fourth time, is rebuilding the stone wall which keeps toppling over into his neighbor's poolloves to listen to country music full blast through a crappy boom box. Those concerts start roughly around the same time as his lovely kids. I am so glad to have the front row seats. I won't even start with his three dogs, German Shepherd and two Blood Hounds...
Then the other side of my house is inhabited by the criminal a-hole who threatened my wife a couple of years back. He and his pals like to hang out in the back yard smoking dope, drinking and giggling like f*cking school girls well into the morning hours. A-hole's sisters are not too far behind in their behavior. They also bring home some 'interesting' boyfriends.
So what used to be a decent and quiet neighborhood is turning into a hellish nightmare. I am surrounded by a-holes who crawled out from the bottom of the gene pool. I used to bitch and moan about this crap but that would stress me out to no end and talking to those neighbors produced no satisfactory results.
That's when I had an epiphany...why not become an a-hole myself?
I've got to tell it feels great. I play loud music whenever I feel like it. I let my dog bark well into the night and early in the morning. Whenever the neighbor's kids kick a ball over the fence I tell them to kiss it good bye because it now belongs to my dog and is usually shredded in a matter of minutes. I plan to put up another fence so the spawn from hell can no longer use my house as a batting cage. I am also thinking about starting an annoying hobby. It is just too bad that I am not allowed discharge a firearm in my back yard. Ooo...firecrackers...
Do I like what I have become? No. Am I bitter? Yeah, you bet your ass I am bitter. I am bitter that I had descend into the nasty corners of my personality just to be able to deal with the a-holes invading my personal space, my home, my sanctuary. Why won't they all just go to hell!
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Originally Posted by drgrant
