Sociopath Next Door ... The Saga Ccontinues

[soulman969]

Bagpipes.

Just saying.

BAGPIPES.

Ouch!

 

[soulman969]

Who do you want to play you for the movie?

That's what I thought as well. The whole deal sounds like a Stephen King short story.

 

[ThreeChordWonder]

Ouch!

Ive told the story before, buy my neighbour way back when in Aberdeen, Scotchland was a professional bagpipe player. He could play, exceedingly well, even when completely rat-arsed drunk. As he often did. At 2 am.

 

[rolandson]

Ive told the story before, buy my neighbour way back when in Aberdeen, Scotchland was a professional bagpipe player. He could play, exceedingly well, even when completely rat-arsed drunk. As he often did. At 2 am.

And you loved every second of it...don't deny it...we can tell you did

 

[Quikstyl]

Like your sentiment but that's sorta low for the hood. But I imagine with her divorce and son cooling his heels on a pair of murder raps and the small problem of having done an illegal excavation which resulted in a landslide...
She's in a hurry to make tracks.

Her problems are just getting warmed up.

In 2016 I heard gunfire coming from inside their house at around midnight one night. So I called the cops. The next morning I discovered the window of her new Audi open in a pouring rain. So I called the cops again.

Now the cops are very interested in that. I've been contacted twice, another neighbor as well. I've seen a city ride in the driveway a few times since.

Plus the criminal complaint I submitted.

I have a funny feeling that retirement is the least of this woman's concerns.

 

[rolandson]

My partner years ago had a talent for procuring random service vehicles (carpet cleaning, dog walking, ice cream truck) when we sat on a house. Good times.

That sounds...delightful. Ice Cream I can get but carpet cleaning?
Why would you need random vehicles for house sitting?

And then the little bell goes off. Watching a house, not watching a house.

 

[ThreeChordWonder]

And you loved every second of it...don't deny it...we can tell you did

All you could do was to grab a fresh bottle of Glenlivet and head across the hall.

 

[ThebiggestJerk]

Yes.

This is gonna get very long...

This is the person who, when deciding to remodel her deck and in the process create an "outdoor room" under it, also decided that the 35 feet of old concrete walkway and stairway simply didn't have the sex appeal which new concrete and black steel has.

So she dug it out, not caring that it wasn't hers to dig out, it was mine.

And the replacement was built to facilitate her. Not moi.

This all occurred the week I had returned from hospital following the chemo-cocktail issue the summer of 21. They saw me taken by ambulance (I was carried out of my house by way of a body bag because the gurney couldn't navigate inside) and I don't think they expected me to come back. I'm speculating that they figured they could get away with it.

Their excavation extended 3-6 feet into my yard. It was about 12 feet deep in places. All of which
I am responsible for. None of which was petmitted. For which I am also responsible for.

What happens in my yard is my responsibility. No exceptions.

I do however have a tort claim I can pursue. But...I have to fund that myself (~$70,000 in legal fees) while she can rely on her insurance to defend her (~$0 in legal fees).

A day or two following the excavation their contractor called me and asked if I knew where the property line was. I told him that I did. And asked why he didn't, insofar as he'd just dug out my stuff.

Thus began an 8 month fiasco of him trying to confuse, obfuscate, deflect, deceive, duck...
All the while I let him sweat knowing my issue was with the homeowners, not their contractor.

I figured that once everything was done, we'd talk, they'd lie and and try to save face and in the end they'd apologize and fix it.

Until last April... spouse noticed a tree leaning over. We had an arborist take a look who explained that the root mass was being pushed downslope by subsurface land movement.

So I did some checking. Here in hipsterville permits are public record and searchable online. I discovered that this wasn't an accident (like the contractor claimed-and no, he hadn'tmarked the boundary). Their architect submitted plans dated 2020 and drawings dated 2018, showing that ...

A) they intended to take the structures.
B) they knew the structures were in my yard. (They'd had a survey in late 17)

Put another way:
1st Degree Aggravated Felony Theft (loss exceeds $10,000 )
1st Degree Criminal Conspiracy
1st Degree Deception of persons over 65 x2 (this one alone is good for up to 90 months incarceration ...spouse is over 65 too)

After a couple of weeks thinking, I called the cops. About the same time the cops called me about gunfire I'd reported coming from their house in 2016. That's when I learned about her son's hunting activities. (He served time in Quentin for "voluntary manslaughter" - because he missed the guy he was trying to kill for insulting him, and killed the poor fellow next to him. Her son was arrested last spring for 2 separate killings a couple weeks apart.

Turns out that maybe mommy taught her son everything she knows about being twisted.

Would you believe that this is the short version.

The upside...the moment she is indicated, her insurance won't cover her defense in a civil case. She'll get served at her arraignment. I would so like to be there. The lawyer representing spouse and I won't let me.

And yes, there is. Under the bed.

I’d file a mechanics lien against the house and encumber the property indefinitely.

 

[rolandson]

I’d file a mechanics lien against the house and encumber the property indefinitely.

Doesn't work that way.

I would need to initiate litigation. If I do that before she is indicated, as I think she will be, her homeowners insurance will cover the cost of her defense.

However, homeowners insurance does not cover criminal acts. So if I wait until she has been indicted to initiate litigation, she'll be on her own.

There is part of me that would want to do that immediately but the realities are clear. Waiting until after she is convicted removes all doubt.
So I'll decide about lawsuits and liens after a conviction.

She is obligated to disclose to potential buyers the landslide issue. Whether she does or not is up to her, but should she fail to, then she faces other challenges.

Life is so interesting for sh!tty people.

 

[Machew]

I have been lucky enough to have known two sociopaths. My sisters married them. First one was an Australian businessman that went bankrupt, married my sister, put his businesses in her name and left her 3 years later with 1 million in debt.

The second, married my other sister and he lost their first house to foreclose even though he had a job. Then talked my 70 year old mom into moving into a new house and he lost that one as well and he took at least 75k of her money. Told everyone my mom gifted it to him. Unfortunately my sister is still with him. No remorse at all.

 

[rocknrollrich]

I have new neighbors (few months now) and they seem really nice.
Younger couple, new baby.
When they moved in, the weather was still warm, and our windows out to the patio were open. I was playing guitar through my little roland micro cube, like I often do, and didn't think anything about it.

The next day I see the neighbor and he says... "hey, was that you playing the guitar yesterday?"

I'm thinking... oh no here it comes... "yeah, sorry about that, I didn't realize you could hear that, but the windows were open yadda yadda.

He's like... no problem. It sounded great. I play guitar too, maybe you can show me some stuff sometime....

Over Christmas, he and his wife and baby, went to the houses on our small street, and gave out a homemade dessert she had made (a tradition from her country), and wished us happy new year.

Talking with him in the driveway a couple of weeks ago, and find out he works for a well known venue in my area. He is in a band as well.

I won the good neighbor lottery.

 

[LedZepconcertvet]

I have new neighbors (few months now) and they seem really nice.
Younger couple, new baby.
When they moved in, the weather was still warm, and our windows out to the patio were open. I was playing guitar through my little roland micro cube, like I often do, and didn't think anything about it.

The next day I see the neighbor and he says... "hey, was that you playing the guitar yesterday?"

I'm thinking... oh no here it comes... "yeah, sorry about that, I didn't realize you could hear that, but the windows were open yadda yadda.

He's like... no problem. It sounded great. I play guitar too, maybe you can show me some stuff sometime....

Over Christmas, he and his wife and baby, went to the houses on our small street, and gave out a homemade dessert she had made (a tradition from her country), and wished us happy new year.

Talking with him in the driveway a couple of weeks ago, and find out he works for a well known venue in my area. He is in a band as well.

I won the good neighbor lottery.

Each of my neighbors live .25 miles away on either side. One is an old couple who rarely go outside, they don't like anybody, apparently from the scowls they give you when you drive by. The other is my 83 year old sister-in-law, Dottie. A sweeter, more delightful person I can't imagine. I'm lucky. She cooks stuff for us, I get her trash, do chores for her, she thinks I'm a Saint. I'd do it for her if she was a stranger. Aside from the fact that she's my wife's sister, she doesn't miss a trick. Not a deer or a turkey can walk on our property without her taking note, let alone a human. Gotta love it!

 

[Caddy]

We must be very fortunate with the neighbors we have. The neighbors in the two house next to ours are great. We watch, feed and walk each of their dogs when they are gone on vacation or gone for a day or two. One of the dogs we bring to our house and she stays with us. They do the same for us. We all have keys to each others houses and put packages in each others houses if delivered when no one is home.

This past fall when I was going through my seven weeks of chemo and radiation treatments (Monday through Friday for radiation and chemo on Mondays) my wife was talking to one of the neighbors about how we were going to get me to those. It was just under an hour from where we live in Indiana to The University of Chicago Hospital. My wife rearranged her work schedule and was able to take me Monday through Wednesday, my youngest son (lives in town) was taking me on Thursdays. That left Fridays uncovered. The neighbor called my wife and said that she and her husband would cover Fridays. They are both retired. He was a Fire dept battalion chief. They each took me three times. The last week they were going to be gone so another neighbor (an RN and ortho director) volunteered to take me that day.

 

[Quikstyl]

I have been lucky enough to have known two sociopaths. My sisters married them. First one was an Australian businessman that went bankrupt, married my sister, put his businesses in her name and left her 3 years later with 1 million in debt.

The second, married my other sister and he lost their first house to foreclose even though he had a job. Then talked my 70 year old mom into moving into a new house and he lost that one as well and he took at least 75k of her money. Told everyone my mom gifted it to him. Unfortunately my sister is still with him. No remorse at all.

The Mrs. and I had a neighbor for years that would tell stories about jammin with famous folks like Van Morrison, show me guitars that had been given to him by famous folks. He was nice enough and we loved his stories. He would throw tennis balls to our kids when they were little. When he died of cancer years later, I saw plain-clothes deputies digging through his Jeep out front for hours. Turns out, his wife reported his death to the county but there was no record of him anywhere. The guy he said he was didn't exist. No fingerprints on file, no proof of his ID. Don't even know if he used his real name.

 

[Stratbats]

Only thing here is our neighbors have broken up, the wife up and left two weeks ago, pretty sad. Have had a bad patch of personal problems, we like them both, really good people, but can't seem to get along. I will say it has been an incredibly quiet two weeks...

 

[rolandson]

All you could do was to grab a fresh bottle of Glenlivet and head across the hall.

Fresh? Ewww!
My preference is their 18, or better still 21. But fresh? Ewww...

 

[Frank Roberts]

rolandson: Man, I am so sorry you and spouse have had to endure that horrrible, sociopath witch. My bad neighbor problems pale in comparison. Glad you are on your way to the end of it with her indictment. I must say, my idyllic idea of the foothills of the Cascades has been shattered. Unfortunately, one sociopath can make life miserable for a lot of good folks. Hang in there.

 

[rolandson]

My other neighbors...
Across the street is the kid who mows my lawn, talks science and music, plays trombone and still has my guitar building guides by Kamimoto...

Next door on the otherside a family of four, moved in a year after us. Daughter aspires to medical school and is a gifted concert pianist. Son plays baseball. Serious baseball. Wants to pitch but isn't happy with his fast ball (he can't hit 90 yet. He's still in high school) ... he is however an outstanding first baseman. And can fire straight as an arrow to third at incredible speed. I played catch with him once when he was in middle school. My hand hurt afterwards.

We've looked out for each other.

Someone needed TP a few years ago, it materialized. They've gone to market for us, prepped food during my stints in hospital...when the power is out I share electrons...with any needing them...

We are neighbors. Respectful, considerate, helpful neighbors.

We invited sociopath into this small enclave when they first arrived. I grow trees, so upon arrival they got a couple 6 year old coral maples as a welcome. Across the street took sociopath around to markets to get an idea what was what. Helped them adjust. We welcomed them.

They, in turn saw kindness as a weakness to be exploited.

 

[StratSounds]

Man that sounds like a nightmare. I feel your pain, sort of. I’ve only had neighbor problems one time in the 20 years since we bought our house here, and it really sucked. It was just a few years ago.

I’ve never threatened a neighbor, or really anyone else for that matter, but I did threaten this disrespectful S.O.B. Nothing too crazy, I just feigned a punch at him when he decided to call me “chicken ****” while standing right on my front porch. He almost fell on his ass trying to get out of the way, and his wife witnessed the whole thing. He pushed one too many buttons and I lost it. I’m not proud of losing my cool and feigning violence, but I have to say it was pretty satisfying in this case. He stopped being such a disrespectful douche after that.

We did have one other incident quite some time after the aforementioned one, when he threw shovels full of heavy wet snow against our house one morning and shook the walls. I went outside fuming and he wouldn’t even look me in the eye, total tail tuck. I don’t think his massive ego could take living next door to me after “the flinch incident”. The same morons still own the house, but they bought another house and now rent the one next to me. There have been two different sets of renters since they moved out and both have been great, zero problems and we’ve all gotten along fine. I’m knocking on wood right now.

 

[ThreeChordWonder]

Fresh? Ewww!
My preference is their 18, or better still 21. But fresh? Ewww...

Original foil still over the cork. Getting drunk grade single malt.

16 year old Lagavulin was my poison of choice.