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    Rusti
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      #677075
      Rusti
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        Not fifteen minutes ago at a house just a couple houses down the street two men were arguing [fighting] loudly and one apparently had a baseball bat, as the woman was telling him to put it down and he proclaimed he wasn’t putting it down.

        This went on for a couple minutes before I decide to call the cops. The second time I’ve done this (first time was for a fellow who was running down the street screaming for help – he’d just been in a fight too – same guy? Dunno, didn’t get that close last time or this).

        And so, cops are called because I don’t want to be one of those people who just ignores a problem thinking it’s not my responsibility. As soon as they hear the siren coming down the street, they apparently go in (and I wonder if that was not what that was for). So there’s nobody outside fighting now as the cops drive past.

        And now I feel like a retard, waiting for the cops to call back and tell me they can’t find the problem. Except they’ve been at this house before, I just happened to see them down there one day.

        *sighs*

        I can’t wait to get a house outside of town where the nearest neighbor is a quarter mile away.

        #677076
        Bob

          Did you at least give them the address?
          They can add the call to the file if they have one for that house??

          #677077
          Rusti
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            they have *my* address and I told them a ‘couple houses down on the left headed south’. I wasn’t going to go look at the house number with them fighting like that.

            #677078
            Stephanie
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              Yikes! I used to live in SouCal and hated it…I hope you get out soon!

              #677079
              Rusti
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                This is redneck country, and there’s a difference between a redneck and a ghetto redneck, and this street has seen it’s share of ghetto rednecks in the past three years (parties at all hours where people lean out the door and shriek at those leaving, people fighting, people peeling out down the street, having to carry a stick when I walk the dog cuz, leash laws? what leash laws?, neighbors whose 8 year old girl screams obscenities at them as she runs down the road with a paint marker…shall I go on?).

                I can’t believe that my apartment in Champaign on a main road was quieter than this. If I stay down here, I can’t do it in town. It’ll have to be elsewhere.

                #677080

                That’s why I miss living down at my parent’s farm house. No neighbors. You couldn’t here anything. If you wanted to have 200 people over for a football party or just for drinking no one would care cuz no one was around to hear anything.
                Living in this apartment though, it’s a mess. Gun shots go off almost every other weekend. My neighborhood is in front of a HORRIBLE neighborhood. It sucks.

                My most wanted list: Peacock kitty wizard, carnelian mouse wizard, copper patina frog wizard, autumn leaf poads, pumpkin spice kitties

                #677081

                Jeez, Rusti, those neighbors sound like some of the ones I had across the street when I was still living in a duplex in Ridgecrest. I hated hearing their nasty “music” (anything with that much violence and hostility in its lyric line doesn’t deserve to be called music) late at night, hated hearing the wife/girlfriend screaming at her husband/boyfriend, hated seeing the young children blithely riding their Big Wheels down the middle of the street with no adults within sight. I used to come home at night, lock the door behind me, and sit behind closed curtains feeling like I was besieged. They seemed like just horrible people, no redeeming qualities. I can sure see why you called the police on your own neighbors, and you were wise to not go out in the street while that performance was in swing. One of those fools might have had a gun, and with that kind of behavior I’d be suspicious that at least one of them was on drugs. I’m just sorry that the officers didn’t nail these jerks. If you can find out which house it was, report it, and every time they start in on something like that, document it and report it. Are there any decent neighbors who might back you up? Surely they’re not comfortable with that going on either.

                #677082

                Yikes!! That is crazy. When I lived in town, there were these neighbors who got in a fight, and one man had another in a headlock. The guy in the headlock was bleeding, and I wanted to call the cops, but I was afraid for the other guy’s life, so I yelled- “If you don’t stop I’ll call the cops!”, and when I said that the guy let go of the other one and drove away. I never did call the cops because they stopped, but it looked like they were fighting over a woman.

                #677083

                Sounds like the 4-plex I live in…Ever since my boss sold it to someone else, it’s just gone to the dogs πŸ˜› …Today I came home to find a syringe in my front yard 😯 …3 days ago there was a syringe box πŸ˜• …You know, the kind the diabetics use? but there isn’t a soul in this building who is diabetic since Dave left πŸ™„ …and the hallway always smells funny…I feel for you Rusti! I want out too!! πŸ™ (I can’t even get Windstones delivered by UPS…It took me 3 days to get my Riser away from the neighbors last time. Among other deliveries. 😑 )

                #677084

                Thats really awful! 😯 Glad nothing like that happens where i live.. or so i think πŸ˜†

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