Yeah, I've got Neighbors

It’s so funny that you can live so close to someone and never speak. I live in a rather large subdivision, and I really only talk to 1 of my neighbors. Kinda sad, I know, but really, if you could see some of my neighbors, you would understand.

There is the guy across the street that sits at the edge of his garage chain smoking while staring at my house. Why he sits there when he has a perfectly good back yard, I don’t know, but I’m beginning to wonder if my house is under surveillance! Seriously, the other day he was in the exact same spot when I woke up that he was in when I went to bed the night before. I don’t think he moves at all!

Then, there are the 2 ladies that walk through the neighborhood every morning. I see them when I’m leaving for work. The right thing to do would be to wave and say “hi” but, all I want to do is scream at the top of my lungs while shaking them wildly!



We have sidewalks that run all the way through the neighborhood…PERFECTLY GOOD SIDEWALKS!Sidewalks that I get a knock on my door from security if even one inch of my car is covering, but these ladies don’t even walk on them! They walk in the middle of the street, AND, they carry baseball bats, (I don’t know why, so don’t ask. One of them annoyingly drags the bat behind her creating this screeching sound, while the other one hits the street with every step she takes…clunk clunk clunk clunk.

There’s the neighbor that runs inside her house whenever she gets home to avoid seeing anyone, and once yelled at me for knocking on her door (I was letting her know her dog got loose).

There’s the neighbor that is known to keep children’s balls, if they go in his yard, and the neighbor behind me that lets her kids terrorize my dogs, and has broken off pieces of my fence, but don’t let her be bothered to stop watching TV long enough to tell her kids “No!”

Really?! What’s wrong with these people?! Ugh!

Okay, yeah, I’ll stick to talking to the nice guy to the right of me. Sometimes he talks my ear off, despite my arms being loaded down with groceries, but, considering the alternatives, and what I might say If I spoke to them…

Yeah, life is good in my neighborhood, it’s quiet, and everyone keeps to themselves.


♪Neighbors, neighbors, neighbors
Have I got neighbors?
Have I got neighbors?
All day and all night♪
(Rolling Stones)


This was inspired by the prompt: Neighbors at Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.