The News from Next Door
Our neighbors (the ones who used to have 6 cars, but are now down to 4) have been throwing some major parties in their garage lately. It's the college age guys and their buddies and there appears to be a lot of beer involved (the cans and boxes overfloweth on trash day). The late night noise and obvious excessive drinking have been the talk of the cul de sac. I had this conversation with my neighbor across the street last week when I ran into him at the grocery store:
K: Hey! I saw someone from the Sheriff at your neighbor's house this morning. They went up to the front door and talked to the guy for a little while. But they didn't take him away (obviously disappointed).
me: Did you complain about the noise? We haven't.
K: We haven't either. Maybe someone else did. I guess with today's real estate market, they'll never move. (more disappointment).
We have dealt with it for so long we just don't care anymore. It's the ONLY thing we don't like about our house and our neighborhood, so we have decided to pretend it isn't there (except when they wake us up at 2am with loud music and talking- arghhhh!).





