*sigh* it's that time of year again... →[More:]
The house next door to Chez lfr is a rental. We live in a pretty nice neighbourhood, mixed demographic, but still close enough to campus that we have the odd batch of undergrads-in-a-rental here and there.
Lately I've noticed that the new crop of undergrad ladies who've moved in next door have taken to parking their assortment of jankety heaps in front of our place, no big deal in the grand scheme, but sort of WTF since there's no shortage of street parking anywhere else. Oh, okay now I get it-- you want to leave space for all of YOUR friends to park, no worries about whether we ever bother to have people over. Which is again, no big deal, since most of our friends ride bikes to our place, come thru the side gate, and park them in the backyard or on our patio.
But I must admit, I'm feeling increasingly uncharitable in general towards this year's crop of tenants; they are already proving to be rude and loud and silly. Within the span of a week, they've already managed to throw two annoying parties, and as anyone who knows me can tell you, it takes a LOT of party to annoy me. These also appear to be your stereotypical worst species of undergrad parties, with obnoxious drunken loud dudes and beer pong and puke in the bushes and shrieky badness until all hours of the wee AM. One assumes Bad Things could, conceivably, be going on as well.
This morning (it's trash day) I went out to start the timer on the rose garden sprinklers, and the neighbour-across-the-street's bin is perched atop one of the aforementioned jankety heaps. Which, of course, is parked in front of our property.
the mister is livid. I scurried out and moved it back to the kerb, in my slippers and PJs, before the trash guys came. See, we both like Neighbour-Across-The-Street, a lot. He brings us cucumbers and plumbing advice, and takes his adorable little white mop of a dog for rides in the basket of his bike. And, while we don't think he'd really mind, and I'm sure it's just Thoughtless Kids Being Pranky, this is just seriously rude. The trash guys won't pick up a bin that's not at the kerb. And, it's OUR goddamn house you're doing this in front of, you silly undergrad wenches.
*sigh*
Get off my lawn? You damn kids?