There is another duplex across the street from ours. On one side there is a very quiet woman, who keeps to herself, keeps her yard beautifully kept, and is generally the neighbor you want.
The people in the other side, they are the ones you don't want. If the (presumably) mother and father aren't yelling at each other, they are yelling at the kids. The kids spend an inordinate amount of time outside, being asshats. If we leave our door open, and the glass door closed, the will come harass the dogs through the glass. Hello, future sociopaths.
We're pretty sure the parents are on meth. The can't seem to park their cars properly. I mean, for a few days, the dude's truck was half on the curb. One time, her's was perpendicular to his? We couldn't figure that one out to save our lives. The children's bedroom's window coverings are a flat sheet. You get the picture.
We warned our landlord about them when they moved in. Landlord said some shennanigans went down over TG when we were out of town. The Law was involved.
Yesterday I asked H help me remove all the dead leaves, trash, etc that had accumulated under one of the hydrangeas. The kids were on their bikes, and one was yelling at the other to "pull over! You're under arrest!"
I told H that was a scenario that I am sure they are only all too familiar with. He laughed and said he was thinking the same thing.
