People Share Their Weird, Creepy Neighbor Stories
Come and knock on our door... or don't!
Just because we're neighbors doesn't mean we have to be friends. If we end up friends great but if not, it's probably because you're a nutjob. Or maybe it's me, whatever. In fact there are things we are best not knowing about the residents next door. Some people's secrets, actions and private lives can lead anyone of us to be a participant in a gory Dateline NBC episode. I don't want to be witness or victim. Unfortunately, sometimes our friendly "cul-de-sac" buddies can make it impossible to ignore them.
Redditor Cringer90 wanted people to share some neighborly tales by asking... Those who have weird neighbors, what does your neighbor do that is weird or creepy? Don't ignore the red flags!
Stay on Future Man's good side!
My wife and I live in a large apartment complex in Chicago. I am not sure which apartment this guy actually lives in, but I always see him zooming out of the courtyard. We call him Future Man.
Future Man does not speak or walk or try to fit into society in anyway. He is easily 6'7 and weights at least 275 pounds. He wears sunglasses at night and I've never seen him actually walk. He rides everywhere on one of those two wheeled hover board thingies and at night straps rope lights to his torso that flash incredibly bright red and green light. Sometimes he also has a little Bluetooth speaker clipped to his backpack that blasts some pretty solid 80s/90s hip hop. He does not slow down. He drives it mostly on the road and does not observe such things as stop signs or stop lights.
We have lived in this apartment complex for 5 years and just two weeks ago he acknowledged me for the first time. He simply gave me a head nod and put his hand into a fist as if to say "you're okay with me." He said nothing in actuality but I'm still beaming from the experience. He's my favorite neighbor, but he is weird.
Would you like some wine with that?
My neighbor's kid stands on our shared fence and chews it.
So I had a neighbor (80yo or more) widowed guy.
Every time I get the newspaper delivered to my mail box, when I open it : I find the crosswords done (I don't do them or give a damn). A day I decided to try catch who's doing my crosswords, day 1 : 8 am, they where already done. Day 2 : 7:30 am already done. Day 3 : 7am I decide to give up.
One day, 4am, I was getting back home from a night out, while I was passing by the mailbox ; nothing yet delivered, so I place my GoPro inside and went sleeping, the next day ; FINALLY GOT IT, it was my neighbor, he has done the crosswords right up on my mailbox, for like 10min (I will try to find the video, but it was absolutely cute, staring at my door time to time, and scratching his head). Next day ; I took him a 1000 crosswords book, drop it right his door, rang the bell and stayed on my car discretely. He took some time to open the door, then found it, I swear it was the happiest person like a kid that got a puppy. He stayed in his porch and passed like 2 hours doing crosswords then felt asleep lol.
The next day : I was getting back home from work, he came to apologize (like a kid that has to confess something) and brought some cookies. We stayed talking about his WW2 service and how the world changed. I frequently bought him crosswords books, until he passed away 1 year ago..
May he Rest In Peace 🌺
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My neighbors have a tent in their backyard. the tent is listed on air bnb. Wisconsin It's sadly gone now and I can't find the photo. I would post it and ask any stalkers use the side door if they come to murder me. But if I find it I'll post it.
It's damn near winter here so it must not have been an all season Coleman tent.
The Cul-de-sac Drama!
Growing up we had some really crazy neighbors that lived across the road from us. The parents were real nutters and abusive to their kids. They would regularly lock their children out the front of their house and lock the front gate so they couldn't leave with nothing but 1glass of water. Now this is outback Australia where temperatures would regularly reach 40-45 degrees the kids would be screaming and crying out the front. Police would get called they'd come. Kids would go back inside then get put back out once they'd left.
The mother would also come out the front of the house when my Mum would be farewelling or greeting people and start yelling "MRS COLLO89 WHY WONT YOU BE MY FRIEND?!??! I KNOW YOU THINK IM CRAZY. PLEASE BE MY FRIEND!"
A few years ago I heard the mother had been committed to a psychiatric hospital, husband remarried and kids have nothing to do with them now.
My next door neighbors keep using our stuff. They've been caught with their hose attached to our water, taking our outdoor chairs etc. They also have no problem honking their car horn repeatedly at any time of day or night when someone isn't getting out of the house fast enough.
So he has a truck and a car, both kind of old and beat up. Every day he switches their parking places, and everyday he leaves the car running, opens the hood and just stares at the engine for about an hour. He'll step back for a smoke break, eyes still hard on the running engine from afar. Sometimes he'll sit in the driver's seat and listen to the one tape he has left apparently, and it's Sheryl Crow. Every. Single. Day.
PT Cruiser Hoarders...
Oh I just remembered, I also have a neighbor that collects PT Cruisers. He's got at least 6 of them and washes them all the time. Seems like a weird car to collect. They aren't vintage or anything.
Catman is that you?!Giphy
Across the street neighbor feeds the stray cats outside. After he empties the food on their plate, he runs his fingers inside of the can and licks the remaining cat food off his fingers.
We built a fence on our property line (a few feet into ours actually) and the night it was finished I hear banging outside. I go to the sunroom we have downstairs and see a headlamp moving back and forth quickly. I go outside and see my neighbor throwing lead pipes into our fence screaming, "Can you see me now" and kept repeating that over and over again. Soon after he spots me and runs back inside.
Fame always come with a price!
Fame is a tricky, tricky mistress. It can be intoxicating and make you crave it; until it ruins you or until it does you right. And thanks to cable television and the internet anyone can be famous for literally anything and nothing all at once. Who knew being a "Meme" could garner you a fan club? What does one do with that sort of fame.
Redditor u/AnswersOddQuestions wanted to hear from those who are part of Meme fame by asking.... People who have had their pictures end up as memes. How has it affected your life?
I wanna be Memed!