My neighborhood has officially gone to shit. After five years without any problems (spare one very humorously stereotypical proposition from a hooker), this place has become a total madhouse.
I have a neighbor who has been stealing from me. I don’t buy a lot of things, but when I do, I usually order online because I loath shopping. This week I ordered a few inexpensive items (mostly because I had Amazon credit burning a whole in my pocket). One arrived, and was sitting at my door with the box torn open (nothing missing). The other two disappeared.
Ironically enough, one of the missing items is a book that Adriana Lukas recommended I read; The Sociopath Next Door. Seriously… I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried.
I was all fired-up to build an elaborate hidden camera system, and set a trap to catch this bastard… But then things got worse.
On Friday, someone shot-up one of my neighbors homes and killed the poor man. What scares me most about this is that it is believed that the shooter hit the wrong home.
This is all in addition to a steady stream of insane behavior that goes on outside my door between 11pm and 3am nearly every single night.
New Brunswick has never been the safest of towns, but I’ve hit a breaking point. I’ve fucking had it. It’s time to move.
Bunch of savages in this town.
7 thoughts on “My Neighborhood’s Gone To Hell”
At I thought it was funny because of the book lol.
I were you, I’ll give it another week. It’s probably just because of the full moon when dumb people become lunatics.
I wish that were the case my friend, but week after week it becomes worse.
I really don’t care what people do so long as it doesn’t impact me, but there are nights where I have a hoard of very chaotic teens outside my door, and I don’t feel safe leaving.
I see. Your case reminded me of my youngest brother who was being tortured by his neighbor
with loud music at late nights. I got so angry I planned to attack his neighbor if it continues. But another brother of mine got ahead of me and put fear to the neighbor just by saying ‘I am one crazy street fighter you know that?’.
If don’t like what you see and hear. Follow your gut. At the least, it will save you many hours of anxiety.