Friday, November 16, 2007

Please Won't You Be ... My Neighbor




Living in a neighborhood is an interesting experience, especially for a socially awkward person like myself. I don't really know my neighbors or visit with them or communicate with them at all.

So am I just insane to think what appears to be a kind gesture on the surface is actually slightly threatening and malevolent? One of my neighbors (and I don't know which one) likes to "help me out" with yardwork.

Most recently, I've had some tree limbs that hang over my driveway and sometime scrape the top of my Jeep as I pull in. I came home yesterday to find about half a dozen of the lowest-hanging limbs cut off and laying in my driveway. Now, was this done out of kindess? Could be, but I think not. I think I have some anal neighbors who didn't like the way it looked, so they decided to take matters into their own hands. Similar things have happened in the past with some other limbs, with a patch of weeds by my mailbox, with my garbage bin, etc.

It is starting to irk me ...


'Xander, if you ever decide to go, I want a warning. You know, big flashing red lights and one of those clocks that counts down like a bomb in a movie? And there's a whole bunch of colored wires and I'm not sure which is the right one to cut, but I guess the green one and then at the last second, no, the red one, and then click, it stops with three-tenths of a second left, but then you don't leave. Like that, okay?'

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