The house directly across the street from mine is a rental. The new renters are a group of college kids, grad students, so they're a bit more mature at the age of 23. Just for descriptive purposes, my wife and I are both about 50, don't have any kids, and most people seem to think we're at least ten years younger than we are due to our general attitudes and the way we dress I guess. We've lived in our house for about 20 years. I hadn't met any of them yet when a couple of weeks ago my wife and I were unloading groceries and suddenly "shirtless guy" across the street yells "is that a "such and such" hat?" I didn't understand what he said or what he was referencing, but he was asking about my ball cap. I said "nah, I think it's some surf company or something". Suddenly he comes tromping across the street, shirtless, with a beer in one hand and his other hand extended. My wife was on her way inside so she went on in. I thought, "well that's cool, he's a nice guy and wants to have an intro", but I turned and said with a smile "I'm not gonna shake your hand dude", to which he replied "oh, ok, elbow bump then!", which I did, and then he says "it's ok, I have the antibodies". That cracked me up. Anyway, we do the intros, chit chat for a minute, and I can tell he's pretty buzzed. No big deal, I'm often times a bit buzzed myself around the house. He's a nice enough guy, gives me their back story, then goes out of his way to say "I can guarantee you there will be no parties here and please let us know if there are any noise problems or anything". I told him I really appreciated it and that it was cool of him to say so. Meanwhile I'm hearing a number of guys and girls yelling loudly from his backyard and it sounds like a party is in full swing, then he says "we just like to play drinking games in the backyard". I thought that was hilarious, no parties, just lots of friends over and drinking games in the backyard. I went to college, I get it, and I said "hey there's nothing wrong with a party now and then, I've been known to throw one on rare occasion myself". Then he said, "dude come over and have a drink with us right now!" Of course with the Rona and all, I wasn't about to hit a backyard college party, but I said "thanks man, maybe another time, my wife and I were planning on watching playoff hockey tonight and making dinner". We said our good byes, nice to meet yous and that was that. Nice enough and seemingly considerate guy, but ever since then he's kind of gone mute on me. If I see him outside, he doesn't make eye contact and just skuttles to his truck and takes off. Maybe it's me or maybe he's a little embarrassed that he was "shirtless drunk guy" at our initial intro, who knows, but today I saw him outside and went out of my way to say "how's it going man?" Without making any eye contact he said "good, you?" Kind of weird, but they've actually been pretty quiet so far. I just thought it was a funny introduction story and felt like killing some time relating it instead of working like I should be right now. Cheers!