[Sarah515]

My stories aren't as bad as everyone else's, but here goes. I lived in the city for the first 14 years of my life and we knew pretty much everyone on the entire block. Then we moved to the suburbs. We have lived here for 6 years and STILL do not know our next door neighbors. Our house is right next to the "commonground" and this one man walks 10 feet from his house to let his dog crap all over our yard and the common ground. And this is NOT little yorkie poop. Sometimes I will stand outside just to give him the evil eye and let him know that we know he's the one doing it. It just kills me that he is so lazy. One time my boyfriend had his car parked infront of their house and the lazy man's wife said "if you don't move your car, i'm gonna call the cops!" what the hell. There is also another neighbor that must own a horse, bc certain times of the year, every day there is a big pile of crap RIGHT next to my car, so I'm always stumbling around the humongous turds with a 100 lb. bookbag and purse and lunchbox and laptop, all b/c someone is too lazy to pick up THEIR dogs crap. Grr. About 3.5 years ago, I was going on a first date with a boy and saw him step in a big pile but I was too embarassed to say "hey, you stepped in a pile of crap" so I just kept quiet until later when we were on our way home and it started to really reek in the car, so I was like "Hmm, my shoes are clean, maybe you should check yours" HAHA. Woops.