Gah. I loved our neighborhood until the a-holes next door moved in a couple months ago. We had a quiet, tidy little street, with friendly neighbors and pretty front gardens.
Then someone bought the house next door to ours, apparently did a bit of rennovating last fall, and since then there have been heaps of trash in their yard and down by the road, even after they officially moved in. Fine. If you're actually in the process of working on the house, that's understandable, but it's been FIVE MONTHS that this stuff has been out there.
Our town also has city-issued trash bins (which are great) that need to be kept out of the line-of-sight from the street. They've never brought their bin up from the curb. Ever. Ironically, last week, we received a city notice on our trash bin that we needed to take it in (got it the same day as the trash was collected.), and the neighbor got nothing. How could an inspector walk past huge heaps of trash and an obvious bin, and not notice? Makes my blood pressure rise.
If they were nice people, the trash would just be an annoyance, but they're not. I don't doubt that they're running some sort of illegal "business" there--cars are always roaring up to the house and leaving within a few minutes. Fine. Roar away. But don't park in my freaking driveway. How stupid do you have to be to think that's okay? I went over there the other day to ask them to move their car and the pissy asshat that came out to move his truck from where it was blocking me in-- pulled out of the driveway, drove up and down a couple times, and then parked ACROSS THE END OF MY DRIVEWAY. I had to go back over and ask them to move the car again. More bitching and moaning from them about having to walk a half a block. Screw you. I finally called the cops later when one of their car alarms had been going off for 2 hours and no one had bothered to see to it.
I miss my nice little neighborhood.
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