Here's my psychotic neighbor story. About 6 months after my husband and I were married, we moved into one of my mother's houses. It was a nice neighborhood and there was a lady that lived across the street from us that also owned an empty lot next to her house. She seemed REALLY nice. Came over to meet me...the whole works.
A girl that I went to high school with lived down a few houses and Linda told me to watch out for her because she was schizophrenic or something. Anyway, the woman had issues.
So, a friend came over and parked ON THE STREET in front of the lady's empty lot. He was there to fix my husband's starter on his jeep. Anyway, she is doing her yard work and comes over and asks him to move his vehicle. He told her he wouldn't be long and she's standing there glaring at me. She went home and called the cops.
Cops show up and tell her that it was a public street and that he could park there. He continued to work on the jeep.
I go out to smoke and I saw her, so did the guy, hit his truck with a weed eater! My turn! I called the cops on her. They were ready to file a report against her except the guy didn't want to do it. So, she got off the hook but boy, if looks could kill after that day!
