Reason 2,340,857,098,340,808,085.5

Why I hate living here.  So this evening I’m minding my own business.  Where minding my own business means looking out the window to see if a$$holes are about to move my trash bins in order to block my driveway.  At around 7:50 I hear the sound of my bin being wheeled away.  I look out the window to check, rush out the front door and confront the three a$$holes who are stealing my bin.  While I’m chatting to one of them.  Where chatting means me yelling at him to put my fecking bin back!  The other a$$hole with his grubby paws on my bin is legging it down the street.  I’m telling the other asshole that I want my bin back or I’ll call the cops.  He just laughs at me and tell me he doesn’t thinkt he cops will come for something like a wheely bin!  Ok this is where you guys can imagine me about to lose my shit.  Except that I’m home alone w/ a sleeping child upstairs.  One of the two that are still on my driveway starts to walk towards me and my wide open front door.  So I hightail it back into the house and lock it.  Because I may be stupid but I’m not stupid!  So I call Wal who is working late to tell him what happened.  I think they’ve stolen something and are using my bin to move it.  Or maybe it’s a dead body they had in there.  I say this because yesterday was trash day and the bin is empty.  The FRUCKER that took off with my bin was pushing it like it weighed a ton.  So using my amazing skills of deduction I’m thinking they have a dead body in my bin!!

I’m pissed off.  I’m beyond angry.  I’m soooo very very very tired of people.  I want to move out of this supposedly popular, trendy, safe, blah blah frecking blah neighborhood!  I want to be safe.  I want to not worry about people stealing my milk.  Yes folks it’s still happening and milk delivery has been canceled.  I want to not have to watch my front driveway because people are so inconsiderate that they will move the bins I’m forced to place at the bottom of my drive so that people will not block my driveway.

When things like this  happen I just want to pack up my daughter and fly back to MA.  I want to tell Wal that I’m serious about wanting to move.  I want to know how many more ways I need to show him I want to move.  What more do I need to say for him to get that I want to move.  Do I have to ACTUALLY move back to MA before he gets it?!??!!  Ultimatums don’t work but shit! Freck!  Frack!!!! I want out of this fricking FRACKING HOUSE!!!

8 Comments

  1. SCM
    December 12, 2008 /

    Sounds awful! Hope things get better.
    Did I tell you about the teenage murderers in Oldham? Oops. Sorry. It was a few years ago.

  2. Sarah
    December 12, 2008 /

    What shitty people – I hope karma catches up with them soon.

  3. guilty noodles
    December 13, 2008 /

    That’s so frustrating… I had the same issue when my oldest was born. The neighborhood was full of disruptive jerks. I was thrilled once we moved out into the suburbs, but after a year, I found myself suffocating in the quiet. safe neighborhood. We moved back, just a mile north of where we used to live. Funny how that worked out.

  4. Wendy
    December 13, 2008 /

    That really stinks. I know you and I know this is driving you insane. I hope things change for the better.

  5. December 13, 2008 /

    Get out of that road!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t believe they nicked your bin right in front of you what cheek!! Tell Wal Squidge will be going to school with the thugs kids so you HAVE to move before Sept!!!

  6. December 13, 2008 /

    Well that’s telling him. And they say we have crime problems.

  7. charlotte
    December 13, 2008 /

    get your camera out and call the cops.
    man, where do you live?

  8. guilty noodles
    December 13, 2008 /

    Better yet, spray them down with the hose. That’s what I was told to do when some jerk kept letting his dog pee on my car.