Showing posts with label my neighourhood has gone to the dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my neighourhood has gone to the dogs. Show all posts

Monday, 17 October 2011

My neighbourhood has gone to the dogs...

Alternatively titled, The Joys of Living Next Door to a High School Teacher...

You would think I would be complaining about the fact that a Construction company is renting out 6 house just up the road from me meaning that around 25 blokes walk past every morning and afternoon swearing and carrying on oblivious to the fact that my kids are playing in the yard and can hear everything they are saying.

The photos aren't that great as I really didn't want to stand out the front and start snapping away...
But no, I am complaining about the fact that my next door neighbours happen to be High School Teachers, yes the pair of them both teach at the local high school and it appears that they have pissed off a few of their students recently as some time on Sunday (in broad daylight mind you) some charming little turds decided to decorate our street.

They mainly focused on next door flicking white house paint all over the front yard, drive way and letterbox.
They were kind enough to decorate a bit of our drive way also, as well as the house up the road. The thing that I am grateful for though is that it occurred while B was at work as his car would have been parked in the firing line.

He has parked his car in the same spot for 5 years, well that is about to change. You can see in the photo where he parks his car, well underneath there is now huge blobs of white paint. They got the light pole next to the car also.
You can't really see it that well in the photo, but there is paint all the way at the top of the drive way and at the same height across the front yard. The letter box copped it too...

The thing that gets me though is that they done it in broad daylight. B left for work at 5am Sunday morning and everything was fine in the street. He got home at around 7pm and it looked like we had been inundated with a flock of pigeons or something. We then realised that it was white paint...

Seriously what happened to rocking roofs, or toilet papering them, or even the humble egg??? House paint, seriously! I can't believe I am going to type this, but kids these days! Do they have no sense of right and wrong? Bloody hell they make me angry.

Hopefully they find out who did it and there punishment is to clean it up themselves!

Do you have anything happen in your neighbourhood that makes your blood boil?

I am linking up with Jess from Dairy of a SAHM for I blog on Tuesdays.