How well do you know your neighbors?

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Is it strange: I passed newspapers as a child, for over 6 years and met alot of people at my 60ish house count, and even though sometimes they would give me xmas cards(with names in it) and tips and cake and all sorts of stuff, over time i only learned 2 peoples names. One cause he had the same name as my dad, and the 2nd guy, i actually didnt know his name till years after quitting.

I can sometimes recognize some of them if I see them, but I've never spoken to any of them (that still live here).

I don't know any of my neighbors well at all. I only really met the people on one side of me. The people on the other side of me seem really trashy and I don't wish to know them. Though I do wish I were more personable, because I would at least like for them to not think I'm a prick. All my neighbors seem to think I'm a prick simply because I am not personable enough to go over and introduce myself to them. I have neighbors all around me, and have literally only met one family. I have a coworker who lives a couple streets over and I know her, and I did discover that an old friend I grew up with lives a couple streets over as well, but I don't go out of my way to go see him. I considered him a friend growing up, but we have different lives now.

I know the neighbors on both sides of me. One is an elderly woman who is disabled and lives alone, and seldom ever comes out. The other is a older woman who has grown children but her job makes her travel alot so she isn't around much. Both are very nice.

When I was growing up though, my parents seemed to not get along with some of our neighbors for various reasons, so we didn't speak to any of them, or play with kids in the neighborhood, etc.

Neighbors? They exist?

Rarely did I ever get to know any neighbors until I moved into my RV. Usually I'm parked off-grid somewhere where I don't have any. Last Summer, staying at an actual employee RV park at Lake Powell I did indeed get to know many. I think it's a full-time-RVers thing.

Handy when I need someone to look after my cats while I'm gone.

- Jo

I think highly of the neighbors who live next door to me---and they think highly of me. But, I probably speak to them on average of once a month. On the other side of me, across a little road, is a neighbor I probably speak to once a year at the most. She is nice and all, but I just don't socialize---too awkward---well that is nothing new to us on the spectrum. Across the road from me I may wave if they are outside, but to talk---once every two or three months maybe. Behind me, I don't know them at all.

I wonder how my neighbors view me. Do they think I am a recluse? They know I have a job, but when I am home, I stay to myself and family. It's the way I like it.

As I have said many times before, it's not that I am afraid to socialize, it's just that I am so awkward at it.

You mean those people next door? I can't even tell you how many of them there are. We did sort of knew our last neighbors though, they were friendlier.

I don't say hello to any neighbours and don't make eye contact with them. This is because humans tend to try and take advantage of me, and I always have to end up running away to stop the abuse. If it's people I live with in the same building, it means I have to move houses, which I anyway have to do too much for other reasons. I've learnt the (extremely) hard way to stay away from humans and not show myself as friendly. Except for work, where it's compulsory to be friendly. I've made a point to cut all those kinds of contacts with people that it's not easy to run away from on a moment's notice (namely: husbands, children and neighbours).

I have never met my neighbors. I have only seen one of them. But, I have only lived here for about a month. At my old apartment I knew the name of the guy caddy-corner to me but only because he was blind and liked to meet and chat with everyone around him.

I even knew his seeing eye dog's name, and didn't even know what the people next to me looked like.

I occasionally talk to my neighbor who lives directly above me. She is friendly and introduced herself to me when I first moved in. We have had dealings when things from her patio drop into my yard and I need to go return them.
I know her kid and the kid says hi to me and sometimes gives me a hug because she is a friendly kid. She (the kid) used to ask me out to play when I first moved in (so by association I know her little neighbor friend who also gives me hugs sometimes) but her mom told her she can't play with me anymore since I am an adult.

That's about all the dealings I've had with my neighbors.

Oh and I also briefly know the manager and assistant manager for obvious resons. They are also residents of the complex.

I know a couple of dogs in the neighborhood, though!

I live in the very back of the courtyard and I know every one of them. Both the houses and the people are all very nice and educated. Plus it's a new construction neighborhood so we all got to discover it together.

I know NONE of my neighbors names. I live on a dead-end country road, so you'd think I'd be aware of the few people that live here-- but I'm not. Frequently my mom will be talking to someone in the store who apparently lives right next to us, and I have no idea who it is. And when she explains, I'm still like "who?"

If I so much as say hi to a neighbour, they ask the most intimate of questions and request the most outrageous favors, then if I don't answer all the questions and comply with all their requests, they become my enemies. So I don't get friendly with them in order not to have enemies.

We share house keys with our next-door neighbors, watch each others' house when someone is away, that kind of thing. But outside of that I am pretty much the neighborhood nazi: I coordinate the neighborhood efforts to clean the yards of foreclosed homes, pick up the trash on the main street into our neighborhood and try to ensure that the basic codes are enforced (parking on sidewalks, RV parking beyond 24 hours, that sort of thing). I get a lot of angry Oildale inbred hicks telling me to mind my own business. So I just call code enforcement on their ass and have them ticketed.
Yeah- I'm not popular here.

I hardly know any of my neighbors. I know two people next door have three kids under 5 years of age. I know someone who lives right next to me in my apartment building is going to school last year and she has a partner but I do not now if it's her boyfriend or husband. There is a elderly couple that live diagonal from me and from across the hall from me, a guy named Richard lives there. Below me, some guy likes to play his music loud but thank god it's not as loud as it was. I complained to my landlord about it.
I think someone in my apartment has ids because I hear kids entering the building and then leaving. I don't know if they just come and visit or they live here.

We had a neighbor below me and she had a 13 and a boyfriend but they got evicted because she wouldn't pay her rent and my boyfriend could hear her having sex below us. She screamed.

I don't even know the other neighbors even though I had seen them before. I talked to one of them when I watched her struggling to get her van out of the snow so I told her why does she have to go somehwere on a snow day. Then we started talking.

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I would be more neighbourly but the more I know about them the more negative things get. I live in a drug user community and I do not fit in with any of them, including the alcoholics next door.

Noise, druggies, vomit, bottles, needles.