On a Scale of One to Ten, How Creepy/Stalkerish/Weird is This?
I’m sitting in the office at home trying to do some work and I hear this sudden uproar of crows cawing outside. I look out and see that there are about ten crows fighting over the neighbour’s wheelie bin, which is on the curb and overflowing with rubbish. The lid is propped open because there’s too much rubbish in it and the crows are picking at the bags and pulling out bits of food. So far there’s an empty McDonald’s cup in the middle of the road and three of the crows are fighting to the death over some cheese.
The noise is driving me mad.
The neighbours come outside, I get my hopes up that they’re going to fix the situation … but they simply get in their car and drive away.
Bugger.
I try to bear the noise but the crows are going crazy, obviously fighting hard for whatever scraps they can get. After five minutes of screams and caws, I just can’t take it anymore. I have to do something about it so I go downstairs, put on rubber gloves, grab my wheelie bin and roll it over the road to the neighbour’s bin. Trying not to think about how gross it is, I pull out the garbage bag from their bin and put it into mine. Now their bin closes and I won’t have to put up with crazy crows anymore.
I wheel my bin back to my house and put it at the curb, since the bin man will be around tomorrow to collect the rubbish. And before you say, couldn’t I just suck it up if he’s coming tomorrow, it is currently quite early in the morning and I can’t take another two minutes of the crows, let alone twenty hours!
Back upstairs, it is a relief to listen to … silence. The crows are all perched on rooftops, glaring at me. I am sure they will wake me up at 5am tomorrow morning with their cawing just because they’re mad at me, but I don’t care (sorry though, to Phill). I can work now without their incessant noise.
So anyway, I’m looking out the window feeling all relieved and I see the neighbours returning from shopping. They pull up, fail to notice the new bin situation, pop open the car boot … and I see a young man leave the house to help them with the bags.
OMG OMG OMG!! Someone was inside the house while I was rifling through (and STEALING!) their rubbish! Did he see me? OMG. He must think I am some sort of maniac crazy rubbish-stealing cat woman!!
How embarrassing! But it was totally worth it for peace and quiet.
Even if my neighbour now thinks I’m really weird.
Can I just say that crows freak me out? I’m always afraid one is going to fly into my front window. I’ve heard if that happens it’s a bad omen. So I tend to avoid those “gruppas” as my grandmother called them. (I think that’s the Polish name.)
Okay. Shutting up now.
Grr, I’m annoyed by your neighbour’s behaviour. They saw that they overflowing bin was being attacked by crows, causing a nuisance and hazard for everyone around their house and they did nothing!
What’s even worse – there was someone in the house who also couldn’t give a rat’s arse about it!
Don’t worry about looking like a stalker. You did them a big favour.
Dana – Don’t worry, they freak me out too! Crows have always been thought of as evil and horrible – and their cawwing doesn’t help their cause at all! Can you imagine crows lining the rooftops, glaring at you? That’s a VERY bad omen!
mooiness – I couldn’t believe they would just walk past it too. When I pulled the bag out, I saw their bin wasn’t very well packed either. They probably could have squeezed it all in, but it was so dirty and gross that I wasn’t going to look in there any second longer. I have decided that Phill and I live quite a bit cleaner than they do!
What annoying, thoughtless neighbours!
I hate crows.
My neighbours are exactly the same – their (broken) bin is overflowing two days after it’s empty. About a month ago, when the bins were on the kerb, we found one of THEIR bags in OUR bin – they’d helped themselves! We weren’t impressed, we’ve now found a new spot for a bin on collection day, in front of the other gate. I don’t think we normally would have bothered, but considering they egg our cars, house, and throw rubbish over the fence anyway, they can deal with their own filth.
Salihan – Unfortunately we have a lot of annoying, thoughtless neighbours around here! I’m living for the day when we can actually get along with the people living around us! (Trust me, we’ve tried!)
Kelly – Your neighbours sound worse than mine! It’s rude to just put your rubbish in someone’s bin – even if you’re walking past and need to dump your drink bottle or something – it’s just not good bin etiquette!
Sharing, getting along, and plays well together must not have been too high on those guys’ kindergarten report cards!!!
Rabbits’ Guy – I think not! It’s very strange because they are the parents of the previous owner (who had that annoying barking dog). When they moved in I figured things would change – obviously now we know where the kids got it from!
Hahahaha. I have a story like this Katie. Mine is more demented though. : )
LOL this made me laugh out loud. I can just imagine that person in the house peering out the window at you as you dig through their trash. It ALWAYS happens that way.