I am not yelling at you...

Re: When I had a moment like that... I wasn't the one delivering the message...

You are a VERY lucky man. That vampire could have really sucked you dry

 

Re: Could have...

No, of course not. Perhaps half of them are, but certainly not ALL of them

But I hear enough sad tales like yours, and have even witnessed a few with co-workers, that this guy will remain happily single

 

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When I lived in rural N.D. my nearest neighbor was 3/4 of a mile away. But the damn birds would start chirping at the top of their lungs at first light, which was about 3:30 a.m. in summer, and wake me up if I had the windows open, which I had to to get some of the cool night air before the scorching heat of the summer day.

In Seville, my first 6 months there, the neighbor's rat-sized dog barked constantly whenever I opened my window. I wanted to strangle that damn dog. I moved to an altogether better apartment.

Most of my 4 years in Fargo my building was pretty quiet, as the management company tried to steer quiet people into it.

Now I'm in a senior's community. Quiet, clean, peaceful.

 

Wish I was old enough to live in a 55 Plus community. Can't stand yappy brats

 

Save your money mate, I'm doing very nicely thanks.
(See Daniel, if I can do it you should be swimming in it)

 

Good to hear Pat

I have transferred the funds from the Emergency Fund To Get Pat Laid into the Emergency Fund To Get Daniel Laid. Which is now sitting at around $1,100

Speaking of swimming in it, I have this mental image of a dolphin wading pool, Daniel, and a sweetie. Could be kind of expensive to arrange

 

I liked my upstairs neighbor in my old apartment. I was there...5, 7 years? and I never saw or heard him. Ever. I never heard any activity from upstairs (sounds of walking, water running, etc). Nothing. I never saw anyone going into that apartment or coming out of it. And I was in and out of my apartment at all hours of the day and night. The mail never piled up in his mailbox (though he did receive mail) and there were never packages waiting in front of his door. The weirdest thing was I never saw the position of the blinds on his living room and bedroom windows change. If they did change they always were back in the same position as when I saw them last (just slightly opened but not so much that you could see anything). The property manager said that a "very nice Asian man who travels a lot" lived up there. My friends were convinced it was a pot farm but even then you'd expect to see or hear some activity every once in a while.

I was growing these nice tall "fern weeds" on my patio. My patio extended out farther than his balcony so the ferns just grew up, up and up and pretty soon they started to pass his balcony rail. I thought about tying a little note to one of the leaves on the tallest fern. Something like "Hello? Anyone there?".

He was the best neighbor I ever had.