Every neighborhood has at least one odd ball.

For instance, there's this guy who lives in my apartment complex. He hangs out in the parking lot a bunch with his boys and he has the same shoes as my mom.

And when I lived in Brooklyn there was this woman who lived across the street who was always screaming in the morning. Usually she was pissed off about something so she would scream things like, "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" I think that she also used to set off car alarms at 5am, too but I'm not completely sure.

My mother lives in this gated community where people have to have references and a credit check and whatnot to live there. Anyway, there's this older woman who is rather cranky and has a taste for liquor. Every so often she gets drunk out of her skull and wanders around the neighborhood vandalizing other people's property. Once she was found urinating in one of the newer houses that was still being built. Another time she drove her car over her neighbor's morning glories because they offended her some how.

So who are your oddballs?

Paedophile next door. I probably wouldn't use the word 'odd', but I guess it fits.

i think everyone in my neighborhood is odd. that probably means that in actuality, they're all normal and i'm the freak of the block.

Anxiety said:

Do you think there's a thread somewhere on an anxietysneighbourhood.org that can confirm this?

Fauxie said:

that's just frightening.

do they have those sex offender notices where you live like they do in America?

There was a man who moved into my complex who was a violent sexual offender and I was scared to death to have him there. The management asked him to move.

JasmineFire said:

I dunno. He's family. Nobody seems to give a shit. Life goes on.

Fauxie said:

how did you all find out he was a pedophile? No one has tried to kill him yet?

Fauxie said:

i'm sure there's at least a myspace page dedicated to the subject.

JasmineFire said:

I talked about it here once upon a time. Don't think I'll go into it again now. Probably shouldn't have brought it up really.

Never mind.

i think i qualify as the weird person in my neighborhood.

Fauxie said:

um...so do you have any less predatory oddballs in your neighborhood who aren't a part of your family?

ehuffnsd said:

do you ever go to the cornerstore in your nun's habit?

that would be awesome.

I think I might be the oddball in my neighborhood. I have really big weeds in my yard that I refuse to get rid of because I'm too lazy. I pay my dad to mow my lawn. I wear garden clogs that make farting sounds when I walk so the neighbors probably think I have a flatulence problem. I tell the neighbor's dog to fuck itself almost every other morning. I leave my recycle box on the side of the curb for days. And I dance around the house half naked with my curtains open.

JuliePurplehead said:

perhaps you are the oddball in yor neighborhood but the real question is....




do you horde cats?

I'm DEFINITELY the oddball in my neighborhood. Everyone else is married with at least two kids and mostly white. Yet I have the second biggest house on the block. I'm always at home, rarely seen outside, I only check the mail a few times per week and don't do yardwork. So the neighbors are trynta figure what I'm doing over here. I'm sure they think I'm a drug dealer or some shit. I avoid these mofos like the plague, and I'm glad I don't have kids or else I'd have to actually deal with their triflin' asses.

Oh, Lawd! The Org is chock FULL o' oddballs. Imagine that!

JasmineFire said:

I only have one kitty now. I was on my way to crazy cat ladydom but realized that pets are expensive.

SCNDLS said:

or they think you horde cats.

JuliePurplehead said:

that's the truth.

although i have been considering getting a dog.

even though i have no room in my life for a dog right now.

SCNDLS said:

That's me! Except I'm white.

JasmineFire said:

Nah, dogs. I have two plus whatever rescue I'm taking care of at the time.

JasmineFire said:

Well, there is an old lady with a funny eye who used to scare my nephew by limping over and cackling at him. She's quite odd. There's also an old woman up the end of the street who is quite clearly dying, looks about a hundred and ten, and whenever I see her she's always limping back from the store with 4 or 5 large bottles of Coke or taking the empties back to the shop. She does this every day, and is smoking every time I see her too. She won't listen to anyone.

Oh, and then there's 'Troll' and 'brother of Troll'. They are two of the cornershop lady's children. There is also an older sibling, a girl of about 14 years, but she's normal. When I first moved here she looked about 8 and now she looks about 14. When I first moved here 'Troll' was a baby and now looks about 3 years old. Her and her brother whisper slowly 'what.. is... your.. name?' in a really creepy way when I come to the shop.

SCNDLS said:

those who foster animals are awesome.

JasmineFire said:

Awwwww. . .

Fauxie said:

That reminds me of a story my mom told me about this creepy old lady in the neighborhood she grew up in. This lady used to sit on her porch and scream at the kids as they played in the street. She especially disliked my mom and would scream 'dirty whore!' at her. She used to make my aunt cry.

JuliePurplehead said:

I had a party on 4th of July for friends and family. Coincidentally the houses on my block had a block party on the same day. Well, some of my guests and their kids went over to the block party to play. When the neighbors found out they were coming from my house, they started pumping my guests for information about me. Nosy muthafuckas. . .

JasmineFire said:

SCNDLS said:

maybe they just want to be your friend.

JasmineFire said:

Nah, they just nosy as all get out. When I was building the house they were walking through it taking note of EVERY detail. Then when they'd see me they'd have 20 questions: Why don't you have flooring? What counters you puttin in? Oh I see you have 8 foot doors? Did you add those windows in the bedroom they weren't on the original plan? And so on. . . All this from complete strangers. Then one day when I came to check on construction, this woman I'd never spoken to before was driving by and stops in front of my house and says, "Are you the owner? Yeah, I heard a single lady was living in that big ol' house by herself." I wanted to say. "Bitch, get the hell out my business." That exchange showed me that everyone was apparently talking about me and passing it along. It's a trip how people you don't know feel entitled to get all in your Kool-Aid. Part of me thinks it's cuz I'm black.

SCNDLS said:

damn! that level of nosiness is just plain wrong!