My serial killer neighbours are not just potentially dangerous… They are annoying too.
As you might remember, last week I published a post (finally) pointing a judging finger at my across the street neighbours. For years, they have been throwing out an appaling number of garbage bags every Wednesday night. Last week was no exception, and I was weirdly glad about it, because I could prove to people I had talked to, that I wasn’t making this up.
But apparently, they have an eye on me too, because here’s what happened today:
For some reason, and for the first time in a looooooooong time, they only had a normal amount of trash on the sidewalk today (just in front of the white car)
Coincidence? I think not!
Did they take a break from killing innocents this week? Probably not. My best guess, is that they split their bags into two piles, because if you look closely, the bags just in front of the white car are the exact same as the ones in front of the black one. One way or the other, they are on to something, and they are trying to confuse me. And discredit me.
But I am more clever than that, and I am not giving up just yet.
In the meanwhile, this silly situation has inspired my good friend and gentleman, Hokey. You can read what my odd neighbours inspired him here. After posting his short story, Larry suggested that we’d make a collective series of posts, consisting in short fictions describing the different points of view of people who would be involved in solving the mystery behind the outrageous garbage disposal of my neighbours.
I love the idea of working together to have fun with this situation.
Would you like to play along? (I sure hope so)
If so, here’s a list of possible characters you could choose to be;
- Client/nosey neighbour lady (that’s my part)
- Gumshoe Private eye (that’s Hokey’s part)
- Local cop – takes a report from #4 about noise
- Next door neighbour (complains about noise)
- Trash guys (complain about amount and weight of the trash)
- Police detective – interacts with #1 and #2