Wierdness in MY World

[BIAD]

I recently had a run-in with those sort of folk. My cousin next door got carted off to jail last fall, and was replaced by an irascible individual. Being somewhat irascible myself, there was bound to be friction. However, about two month in to the standoff, a funny thing occurred - the new neighbor all of a sudden dropped the abrasive ways and got pretty dog-gone friendly. Came over for a sharing session in which he stated "We're gonna have to get along". I've no idea of the reason for the sudden change of heart.

Then they disappeared altogether for a couple months.

Then there was an attempt at a return, but that only lasted a week or two I think. About a week ago, my cousin got back out of the crossbar hotel and returned home, and I've not seen the formerly irascible individual since.

I've not looked for any shallow graves in the woods. I'm just not that interested.

I recall you mentioning that encounter.


What I found interesting with my own problem was that when I rang the possible 'remedy' to solve this deliberate
invasive campaign, the chap with a Liverpudlian accent didn't seem interested on any of the facts I offered.

I told him my name and address along with the neighbours house number and before I could go further (I'd done
a lot of research into the male who was living there, by then) -the man on the phone cut me off with the one question
he did seem interested in.

"Does he drive?"

After confirming details about the male's vehicle, he said they would look into it and rang-off. This left me with the
feeling that the guy on the phone was just taking calls and filing them for a bureaucratic system where the 'victim'
was the last person to be concerned with.
I was very wrong.

Walking home from my early-morning shift at a local supermarket, a upper-middle-class young couple that I'd never
seen before were chatting on a corner close to my home and looked for all the world as possible house-seekers.
With no property was for sale in that immediate area, these two giggling people seemed stand out and yet, looked
like a pair of twenty-somethings incapable of appreciating the deceitful machinations that goes on with people who
fail to be respectable adults.

What were they looking for? I kept an eye out for any not-usually parked cars and strangers walking past, but it
seemed the phone-call had been in vain. A week-and-a-half later, the troublesome neighbours were out.


I now appreciate the minefield these systems have to wander through. 'Victims' of bad neighbours can also be
vindictive people who just wish to deliver badness on others. Deceit can come from places one never imagines
and the cure isn't like we assume from watching movies. It certainly isn't a job I could do!