I don’t live in the greatest neighborhood, in fact you could even accurately call it the ghetto and most of the people who live here would agree with you. The way that the apartments are set up, we have a triplex, shaped in an L and then a yard, on the other side of the yard you have the same set up, in a backwards L. So, you end up with 6 sets of neighbors to a yard, with a parking lot and then the same thing across the street and next to us, filling up a whole street.
Anyway, being that the neighborhood isn’t that great, most people don’t live here for very long before finding a new place. I’m the exception to the rule, I’ve lived here for over 10 years. Chalk it up to crap credit, affordability, etc. We’re not that far away from one of the spawns schools, and if you mind your own business, it usually isn’t that bad.
We have a new neighbor that lives across the yard, I think they moved in last Wed. They haven’t even lived here a whole week. For some reason, this guy feels the need to pretti-fy the ghetto. He’s set up some of those walkway/garden lights. It looks kinda ridiculous, I wish I’d thought to get a picture of it. Funny thing, a friend came by to visit today, saw it, shook his head and started cracking up. See, I’m not the only one that thought it looked fucktarded. Oh well, waste your money dude.
I’m sitting here, chilling out, and my youngest spawn, runs in the house, and she’s sobbing. What the Fuck? So, I ask her, what happened. She tells me, that our ‘New Neighbor’ started yelling at her, accusing her of breaking one of his garden lights, got up in her face, cussed her out, and told her that she owed him money. She’s 10 fucking years old!
I’m literally in a rage at this point. I grab my sweatshirt, go outside, the guy is still out there, and confront the fucking bastard.
Assclown: You need to teach your kid to respect other people’s property
Me: Did you see her break it?
Assclown: “no”
Me: Then how do you know she’s the one that broke it?
Assclown: “Who else could it have been?”
Me: Seriously? Do you know how many fucking kids live in this neighborhood?
Assclown: I was sitting right there, I saw her do it!
Me: Listen up mother fucker. I asked you if you saw her do it. You said no, also who the fuck are you, and why do you think it’s ok to get in a childs face and yell at them when I live right fucking there?
Assclown: Ma’am I’m not trying to argue with you, I want her to respect my property and….
Me: Respect! Where’s the respect in accosting a little girl to yell at her when you could have walked across the yard if you suspected her of breaking your stupid lil fucking light?
Assclown: I saw her and…
Me: Fuck you! Don’t ever fucking talk to my children again, don’t even fucking look at them, and I’m calling your land lord and filing a complaint with your rental company about how you talk to other people’s children.
Assclown: I’m not from around here and…
Me: I don’t give a flying fuck where you came from. ~Turns to spawn~ Go get me my phone.
At this point, the lil fucking bitch ass punk runs into his own house. He doesn’t want to talk to me anymore. I got my phone, I’m a ragey ball of vibrating anger now. I go over to my rental office and get the contact info for the fuckheads property management. Unfortunately, this happened after 4 pm so I had to leave voice mail. We’ll see if they contact me tomorrow morning. I also put in a call to the PD and had them come out and talk to the fucking crackhead too. At least I’ll have a paper trail if he deigns it appropriate to talk to my children again and I have to end up going off on his ass.
