Hi Coffee-O,
Remember my excitement over my cosy little house – a ground floor unit condo opening out to the garden that I had just moved into in August last year? Well, my excitement was short-lived thanks to my pesky neighbours. My neighbours (a “married” couple with no kids) moved in a month before me.
Let me briefly explain and give you some background. My encounter with my neighbours started out with niceties and some pleasant exchanges of words. But that was soon to change. Soon we found my neighbours infringing into our privacy and stepping beyond the boundaries of a condo-dweller. How?
· Although they have 2 clothes drying racks of their own, somehow they still see the need to use mine. Guess what they hang on my clothes rack….their underwear and boxer shorts. Yuck!
· My neighbour’s wife (let’s call her A – sounds like a Dear Thelma column now) A loves decorating. So she took it upon herself to decorate the common area outside our apartment with her Balinese style deco. I soon had a praying Buddha statue, ducks, birds, bird’s nests, peacock’s feathers, “labu” pots, teak divan, a large round rug, a coffee table, artificial flower pots and vases donning the outside of my entrance, common area and banister. For a moment I thought I had entered the wrong block. (Couldn’t recognise my house). I was so cheesed off I told her to stop decorating my area.
· Apparently her house does not get enough sunlight so there’s some damp spots and fungus. So she decides to check if I have them too by opening my shoe cupboard and running an inspection of all my shoes. How nosey can one get?
· Then for Christmas she hangs a Christmas wreath on the door with real apples stuck on it. So by the time Christmas was over you can imagine what happened to those apples – they rotted and attracted fruit flies.
· Then she lined the common staircase with flora and fauna compliments from her and her hubby. That ticked the other neighbours off and the condo management told her to remove it as it posed an obstruction to elderly folk who need the support of the banister to get up and down the stairs.
· By the way she hangs her laundry out to dry in my front lawn directly in front of my master bedroom windows (although she has a bigger lawn space in front of her house). So on Saturday mornings I wake up to the smell of her freshly laundered underwear.
· Now for her latest antics – she turns on her burglar alarm when she goes to work and everyday without fail the alarm is triggered twice. So much so that policemen on the main road conducting roadblocks ticked the building manager off about her screaming alarm. They conveyed the message to A and her hubby, so they switched it off for sometime but now its back in business, screaming at least twice a day.
Sigh…॥ that’s why I always say that my life’s full of drama EVERYDAY। Call me anti-social but my neighbour really erks me out. So much for neighbourliness.
Remember my excitement over my cosy little house – a ground floor unit condo opening out to the garden that I had just moved into in August last year? Well, my excitement was short-lived thanks to my pesky neighbours. My neighbours (a “married” couple with no kids) moved in a month before me.
Let me briefly explain and give you some background. My encounter with my neighbours started out with niceties and some pleasant exchanges of words. But that was soon to change. Soon we found my neighbours infringing into our privacy and stepping beyond the boundaries of a condo-dweller. How?
· Although they have 2 clothes drying racks of their own, somehow they still see the need to use mine. Guess what they hang on my clothes rack….their underwear and boxer shorts. Yuck!
· My neighbour’s wife (let’s call her A – sounds like a Dear Thelma column now) A loves decorating. So she took it upon herself to decorate the common area outside our apartment with her Balinese style deco. I soon had a praying Buddha statue, ducks, birds, bird’s nests, peacock’s feathers, “labu” pots, teak divan, a large round rug, a coffee table, artificial flower pots and vases donning the outside of my entrance, common area and banister. For a moment I thought I had entered the wrong block. (Couldn’t recognise my house). I was so cheesed off I told her to stop decorating my area.
· Apparently her house does not get enough sunlight so there’s some damp spots and fungus. So she decides to check if I have them too by opening my shoe cupboard and running an inspection of all my shoes. How nosey can one get?
· Then for Christmas she hangs a Christmas wreath on the door with real apples stuck on it. So by the time Christmas was over you can imagine what happened to those apples – they rotted and attracted fruit flies.
· Then she lined the common staircase with flora and fauna compliments from her and her hubby. That ticked the other neighbours off and the condo management told her to remove it as it posed an obstruction to elderly folk who need the support of the banister to get up and down the stairs.
· By the way she hangs her laundry out to dry in my front lawn directly in front of my master bedroom windows (although she has a bigger lawn space in front of her house). So on Saturday mornings I wake up to the smell of her freshly laundered underwear.
· Now for her latest antics – she turns on her burglar alarm when she goes to work and everyday without fail the alarm is triggered twice. So much so that policemen on the main road conducting roadblocks ticked the building manager off about her screaming alarm. They conveyed the message to A and her hubby, so they switched it off for sometime but now its back in business, screaming at least twice a day.
Sigh…॥ that’s why I always say that my life’s full of drama EVERYDAY। Call me anti-social but my neighbour really erks me out. So much for neighbourliness.
Missy Red
