when i stayed in VA we lived in a nice chill culdesac until this ratchet nigga moved in next door. this house was a rental for years and most of the time diff military guys would move in, and they were all the same because 4 different dudes in a row had some combination of loud ass truck, mustang or motorcycle. and they would all wake up early as shit with a loud ass engine. but other than that they were cool
during covid one of these dudes bought the house, fixed it up and put it for sale. then the ratchet nigga bought it and moved in. this nigga came with like 5 cars and a big ass work truck, and he worked on cars too. problem was he didn't keep his shit on his property. he got into it with his neighbor on the other side cuz he would have his work truck close to blocking other guy's driveway, and taking up all the street parking. had 2 old ass monte carlos that didn't run that took up his driveway space. outside of his vehicles, people would show up with random cars for him to work on and if we weren't already parked in front of our house, that's where it would end up. so some random big ass suburban would just be in front of the house for weeks. or just literally in the middle of the sac, not on the curb or anything.
this caused issues with the city cuz they couldn't get the trucks in to dump the trash and recycling so there were weeks where they'd skip our whole culdesac, mailbox would be blocked, all type of crazy stuff. now it shouldn't have been an issue for me or someone in the house to be like "hey man, xyz yadda yadda be considerate" but before the cars got really bad, he had his trash cans out in the street, like they would get dumped and he would never bring them back up to the house. and since he had all the cars parked in front of his house, he would put his cans on our curb in front of our house. well I park on that curb, so every week i come home, had to get out and move his cans over to park. one day he's backing out the driveway while i'm moving his cans over. this mofo get out his truck and put his cans back almost touching my truck. so we get into a tug of war with me pushing his shit out the way and him trying to put it back. i ended up picking his shit up and throwing it to the middle of the street. twice, and i was hoping he would swing so i could beat that ass.
now the only problem with that situation was my wife was standing in the door watching, and she get so worried and anxious about stuff i had to deal with her emotions behind all that for months. like she had trouble sleeping and stomach would be in knots everytime she thought we would be outside at the same time, so i had to operate a lot differently than i would have otherwise.
but yea, easily worst neighbor ever, the whole block don't fuck with that guy. he tried to sell the house at one point, and he literally moved all his vehicles, even pushed the 2 old non driving cars in front of everyone's house for days while the realtors took pics or something. i was out of town for that one. didn't mow his yard, just a terrible addition to the neighborhood.