While we were playing UNO there was a knock on the back door. It was Doug - our crazy neighbor. We live in a typical suburban neighborhood. His mother passed away and he inherited the house next to us.

I walked over to the back door and Doug was standing there with a tree saw in his hand. Here is the conversation:

Me: Hi Doug, what can I do for you?

Doug: Can I cut one of your evergreens for a Christmas tree?

Me: What???

Doug: I need a tree and one of your evergreens would be perfect.

Me: No Doug, you cannot cut our evergreens. They are our landscaping. They are not Christmas trees.

Doug: Oh, good thing I asked first.

Me: sigh....


Wife and I were discussing this incident tonight. I have told this story to a few friends who find it unbelievably funny. Life in suburban America.



Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 11/24/2017 10:16PM by Eric K.

Yeah. Good thing.

Wow. -Is he scary crazy, or just not-a-full-deck crazy?

2 years ago, Thanksgiving 2015 my wife and I flew to Arizona to meet my sister and brother from my birth family for the first time. Beyond special and a golden memory I will carry forever.

That's funny. Maybe he wanted some cookies and someone to talk to.

I enjoyed that, thank you.

I mourn this holiday season. Last season I was with my most special ones. This year, they are lost forever.

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> I mourn this holiday season. Last season I was
> with my most special ones. This year, they are
> lost forever.

I am sorry, mootman...

I am feeling for you.

Yikes! Tis the season to be aware of axes and saws.

I have planted about 40 pine trees around my property. Most of them would make wonderful Christmas tree now. It's probably a good thing I am known as the town grouch. You toucha my trees, I kicka your A** or worse.

I will maybe have to double down on my efforts to maintain my reputation. The Morgbots keep sending over new emissaries to try and 'fellowship' me. I have been being a bit nicer when they show but that may be mistake. A statue of a Grinch in my front yard may be in order.

At least he had the decency to ask first, as inappropriate his request was.

My next door neighbor came home one day to find the neighbor on the other side of her was using her water hose attached to her house, to fill up his swimming pool. While he thought she was at work.

She'd come home early and caught him red-handed.

It was very sneaky and under-handed of him to do that.

My neighbor is like the Monk TV character which is much easier to take than the guy at your door with a tree saw.

Holy Smokes!

That is very funny but also sort of scary.

This guy lives next door to you and you have to interact with him still I presume.

Guessing you don't sleep with open windows. :-}