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Originally Posted by GH85Carrera
Our neighbors are driving my wife nuts with curiosity. He is a divorced retired Air Force officer. He has a yard service keep his yard in top shape. He does not have junk piled up. He is quiet and minds his own business.
What is driving my wife crazy is he will rent a U-haul van or sometimes a panel truck and park in it his driveway for a week.  This has been going on for over a year. The van will go away for several weeks and come back for a week or more.
We can't imagine why he would rent a van for a week at a time and park it and not move it all week. It is in his driveway and not in anyones way except his.
I figure whatever he does with the U-hauls is not my business. He is quiet and not bothering us and he his not asking for me to help him load or unload anything so I don't care.  |
U-huals make great temp storage when doing stuff inside the house that requires you to empty rooms.
My old neighbor Charlie was more cranky than crazy but entertaining in his own way.
He was a NYC bus driver and one of his 3 daughters was a Pampers baby. Modeled for the packaging.
It paid well enough for the family to move out to a small house in a an upper middle class neighborhood in the burbs.
We shared a small strip of grass between our driveways. Maybe 2 feet wide at the bottom and 5-6 feet wide at the top.
When Charlie cut his grass he used to cut it straight down the middle leaving my half uncut. It was more effort than if he'd just cut the whole thing in two passes.
And he had to get down and up anyway so he was already making two passes.
My friend Tim used to keep his track car at my place.
One day he gets back from Englishtown at around 10:00. Knowing how cranky Charlie is he tries his best to make as little noise as humanly possible backing the trailer onto the side of the house. I was home and did not hear a thing.
About 3 in the morning I wake up to what sounds like shotgun blasts. Open my bedroom window to see what was going on and hear Charlie's wife yelling at him, "Charlie, Charlie, what the **** are you doing?"
Apparently Tim made too much noise for Charlies liking so Charlie sat up till 3 am then pulled his car out of the garage and was standing there opening and slamming the car door repeatedly.
I closed my window and went back to bed.