How do you take pleasure in a neighbor being evicted?
How do you take pleasure in a neighbor being evicted?
I was sitting out front today, and neighbor1 came up and was excited to tell me neighbor2 got an eviction notice on her door. She was smugly happy to tell me all about it, because she hates neighbor2 because she doesn't cut her grass enough and doesn't socialize (literally, that's it).
I wasn't picking up on the energy at first and I reacted just being like "how awful, I hope she's ok." Neighbor2 is a working mom with a daughter, but neighbor1 is like "I don't know how you could fall behind on rent."
Anyways, neighbor1 eventually shifted her energy when she saw I wasn't matching it. But it's weird she even thought I might.
It's just so fucked, because it's not a rich neighborhood, and all of us have probably gotten an eviction notice before. I guess I'm just venting. Really feeling the cruelty in the world lately.
I've seen people get excited about violent neighbors getting evicted, and I can imagine its regretfully common for drug addicts too.
But just over not mowing your lawn is maximum Karen energy. Dangerous levels of Karen Particles.
Karen Particles are just Hitler Particles re-branded.
It's just so fucked, because it's not a rich neighborhood, and all of us have probably gotten an eviction notice before.
Precisely. It’s a mental comfort thing: “She doesn’t keep her lawn tidy, she’s not a social butterfly, she’s not being a good neighbor unlike me, that’s why she’s being evicted.” She’s created a ruleset in her head for reasons people get evicted, and none of those rules apply to her.
'it won't happen to me' seconds B4
Burgerland is just a big crab-bucket if you think about it
cut grass
Lawn havers are not it for sure
Had a friend who tried to let her grass grow out for may and some dipshit reported her to the town and was given a notice to cut her lawn. Real snitch behavior.
imagine being such a shallow person that you take pleasure in another human losing their place to sleep at night safely, because they dont talk to you in the quantity you find sufficient to please your ego.
I hope neighbor1 steps in fresh dog doo barefoot.
I've almost always had a dog and enjoy being barefoot. It's not that bad, but definitely unpleasant.
The revulsion is temporary after a through cleaning with the strongest soap you've got.
I can recall the sensation perfectly upon reading your comment. The other wolf is coping.
I can't stand people who complain about other people's lawns. Especially knowing how pointless and wasteful they are. All it amounts to is that you've sinned against their suburbanite cult by not following their sacred ritual of "maintaining the property". The not socializing thing, too. My family is neurodivergent and we've always had problems with neighbors acting snotty towards us because we're "weird". Now that I think of it, having a manicured lawn so people don't get mad at you is a type of masking lol.
It is depressing when their devotion to the cult of normalcy causes them to celebrate the eviction of a less than perfect tenant. Such heartlessness.
I love burgerland.
I will say I was pretty happy when my downstairs neighbor got evicted after she screamed in my face and threatened me with a big metal rod, but i feel like that’s pretty different from “they didn’t cut their lawn”
People here know the story but basically this one dipshit spent his entire time living in the apartment next door trying to get me evicted so I threatened him with a lawsuit when he tried to illegally record me and getting him evicted was the most relieved I have ever been. Prob not related butthat is one way.
She was smugly happy to tell me all about it, because she hates neighbor2 because she doesn't cut her grass enough and doesn't socialize (literally, that's it).
I knew a number of pieces of
shit like that back in CA. The petty tyranny of lawn brain was a big part of what motivated me to move far away.What's more is that we're talking a tinnnny patch of grass. These are rowhomes with a few feet of grass in front. Wild that it can even be something to worry yourself over.
Bet you didn't think of the property values that were crashing because the grass was above the maximum height of 1 inch.
because she doesn't cut her grass enough and doesn't socialize (literally, that's it).
None of the neighbours on my street talk to each other and everyone keeps to themselves. I can't imagine being mad about this, if they wanna keep to themselves then that's fine?
Also it's kinda nicer when grass isn't cut, everything feels so much more alive.
I think the one case for grass cutting is what's called 'nature strips' in my country. Basically shared land in front of property that you are obligated to clear and maintain for paths/emergency vehicle pulling up.
But that's basically "people don't trip or get bitten by a snake" length stuff and it only matters where there aren't concrete paths anyway.
Oooh my gawd I have to whinge.
I'm a gremlin with an untidy place, sue me I bought a fixer upper and then got spinal arthritis significantly affecting my ability to fix'erup. Anyway, I earn my good will by scurring around and delivering bread/booze/mushrooms/preserves I make/forage so I'm still in some of the neighbourhood goss.
Next door to me is social housing (gov subsidised housing for people). Honestly zero complaint. All families have been a bit insular but lovely people. This is... not the neighbourhood conclusion. So this new fam moves in right? Absolutely charming people. A woman caring for her ill sister and fostering 2 kids. A literal saint of a person: a gentle mother and caring sister.
But the house is small because the government is shit and teens need privacy. So they've got an old busted caravan on the front yard for one of them.
Neighbour was trying to recruit me to bitching about the caravan and she's like "Oh it's suck a shame isn't it?" kinda leading questions. When I answered "Oh I know, I mean it's really terrible people live like that. Why can't the government properly fund social housing? Forcing people to bring caravans around just so their teens can get some space." the whiplash was palpable. Very funny as she blustered about trying to pretend that's where she was going the whole time.
Moral of the story: Suburbia fucks up people's brains. I'm probably destined to become a boomer, I can only hope the forest next door keeps me on straight and narrow with my priorities.
I'm very anti-eviction, pro-Maoist-landlord-purge, so on and so forth, you know the thing.
But when I found out my mom's misogynist wifebeater neighbor who also attacked other neighbor women and that kept threatening to kill my mom got evicted for his shit after years I was pretty happy about it. Fuck that guy. Feel sorry for his kids though, especially his daughter. Yup, he has custody.
"I don't know how you could fall behind on rent."
Literally not understanding the concept of not having enough money for something
Meanwhile my neighbors are chuds who blow cigarette and marijuana smoke into our vents, watch us at all hours of the day through their security cameras (why they have them I don't know), and use the local HOA as their personal attack dog.
Can we trade neighbors? You can have our MAGA brainwormed assholes and we'll take your not-grass-cutters.
"doesn't socialize"
With neighbors like neighbor1 who would even want to?
Ah yes, probably like we all have!
Some people are very proud when they keep a bigger piece of their labor from capital. And they should be, it's often pretty hard to do.
However I agree it's unbecoming to gloat.
We had a horrible neighbour whose behaviour more or less left us unable to enjoy our garden. I don't know whether they were evicted or moved on their own, but we bought a bottle of bubbly when we realised they'd gone.
