my neighbour across the road is horrible

One of the great things about having a blog is the power to publicly "out" people. When I say "out" them, I don't mean dragging people kicking and screaming out of the closet. No No, I just mean general things, like the time I snuck a photo of the man who was cutting his fingernails on the train (letting them ping all around the place, people ducking for cover), and then posted the photo here, to secretly embarrass him for his disgusting habit. Gross!

It's a great threat too. If Mr You should tease me about something, I have the brilliant comeback of threatening "I'm going to put that on my blog and then the whole world will know". :D That works well :) hehehehe

But today, I am so so sick of the nasty man across the road, it's now his turn.

Horrible Nasty Man, This is Your Life!
(See the use of bold there? That's to embarrass him even more. Oh watch out, I have weapons people... a blog and the ability to embolden. Duck and cover).

Here begins my cranky rant...

So Nasty Man (who I like to call Dickwad), is probably in his mid thirties. God knows how, but Nasty Man has a wife, a daughter who is about 8, and a baby who is less than 12 months.

Often I have to put up with a whole day of him revving his car as he attempts to "fix it" himself. And clearly he's no mechanic. This is annoying, but, you know, fair enough I guess. Maybe he can't afford to take it in to be fixed. But it's his nastiness that gets my blood boiling.

His daughter seems to want to bond with him badly. When he rides off on his bike she follows on hers. When he mows the lawn, she follows with the rake, when he washes the car, she's right at his side.

Only 2 days ago when they were washing the car together this is what I hear him YELL at her;
"Are you deaf, blind or stupid? It must be one, which is it? It says SOAP right there. See it?! So which one is it? Just STUPID?"

Call me crazy, but a simple "There it is" would have sufficed in that instance.


This type of thing happens often. Now, I'm not at all nosey, I'm not hiding in the bushes to get this info, all of this is yelled loud enough for me to hear inside my house, while I'm playing music.

My newest pastime is coming up with comebacks, and trying to telepathically beam them into her little head to yell back at him. "I'd be much prouder being deaf, blind AND stupid, as opposed to nasty, aggressive and abusive!"

Then just now, this is what I heard him yell very loudly at his wife;
"You're a fucking slag and that's all there is to it. Do you know what a slag is?"

He likes the questions, you see. It makes him feel intelligent I think.
Oh Joy! There he goes again, more yelling. More swearing, more questions... He's so nasty.

Now, I know he's probably like this because that's how he was treated as a kid. But I really have a hard time with people that don't even attempt to break the pattern. I've tried being understanding, but I'm just so sick of all his nasty vibes.

And in oh, about 20 mins, he will speed off his him dumb car, and his wife will blast her Evenescence CD unbelievably loudly across the nighbourhood for the rest of the day in an attempt to hide and heal.

I hate Evanescence, and it's all his fault.

Nasty man, you should be ashamed of yourself. You need help. Go get some, and leave the rest of us in peace. Dickwad!

(And this, ladies and gents is why I could never be a social worker. Praise you angels. I don't know how you stop yourselves from wanting to slap people.)

...end rant.