Like A Good Neighbor, Stay Out Of My House!
I live in a three-unit townhome. We’re all good friends and share keys with each other. One of the residents is my best friend. With my approval, she sometimes enters my house when I’m gone to grab a soda. In return, she cooks me food and shares her alcohol with me on weekends. She has the code for my house alarm.
[Neighbor] lives in a different building, and she thinks we’re friends just because I’m friendly to her when she comes around. [Neighbor] is very obnoxious, but we’re all nice to her because you don’t want crazy people living across the street.
One day, [Neighbor] sees [Friend] leaving my house and asks what’s up. [Friend] tells her what’s up. Later, [Neighbor] texts me to “rat out” [Friend], and I tell her it’s fine.
A week later, [Neighbor] comes by.
Neighbor: “Why won’t you give me a key to your place?”
Me: “It’s a safety thing; I’m the only one with a fire extinguisher.”
The fire extinguisher part is a fact, but this is just an excuse I’ve made up. The only other excuse I’ve thought of is that my landlord won’t let me. But my excuse seems to shut her up. I really don’t want her in my house. I can only imagine what she’d do in there, and I know she’d bring her kids over to see my s***. I have expensive computer equipment; I don’t need kids around.
A month later, [Neighbor] sees me unloading a bucket of Fireball shots and quickly makes a beeline across the street. She asks for some and tries to make friendly conversation. I roll my eyes, struggle with the seal, and hand her two.
Neighbor: “Thanks, babe! Love you!”
Ugh. Whatever, it’s not a big deal.
Meanwhile, she still messages me like friends, and I watch her house from time to time when she’s gone.
Last week, I’m at my mom’s house when I get a phone call from my home security system company asking if I need the police. My roommate, [Friend], and keyholders have my code, and it gives you sixty seconds to push the code even if it’s wrong, so something is up.
I rush home, and my front door is wide open, letting the hot summer air strain my electric bill. There are two cops inside.
And there’s none other than [Neighbor] standing at the counter.
Neighbor: “Here she is! She lets me in her house! We’re best friends!”
My jaw dropped.
Apparently, [Neighbor] had the garage door code to [Friend]’s house. She found my house keys in [Friend]’s house, and she had the balls to take MY stuff when I was gone like she was entitled to it. Then, she didn’t message me that the alarm was screaming, let me know she wanted something, or even leave when the cops showed up.
It took the cops eight minutes to get there, so I have no idea what she was poking around with while the alarm was screaming. She broke into two houses like it was no big deal.
I demanded that she leave, but I didn’t press charges because I don’t want a crazy, angry neighbor.
My city charges you $100 if you have an unregistered alarm system, so I got a fine from the city. I paid the fee and stuck the bill in [Neighbor]’s doorway. I haven’t seen a dime of that yet. [Neighbor] also hasn’t asked for my alcohol, either, since then.
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