I was beginning to think this neighborhood had lost its weirdness but I was wrong. It’s only a matter of time around here.
I’m sure everyone has their own interesting people in their neighborhoods but for some reason our neighborhood seems to be in the category of just plain weird.
I used to think I was the only one constantly entertained by the weirdness but luckily, my friend/neighbor Anne is equally obsessed and also willing/coming up with ideas to deal with the various issues that go on.
The house she lives in used to be owned by a woman who for some reason seemed to enjoy having creepy men around. I had called the police more than once because of domestic violence. Ole Jimmy finally got caught and went to jail. That’s a whole other story. My god there are a lot of stories about my neighbors. She ended up leaving in the middle of the night a few years ago due to foreclosure I think. Needless to say I was not sad to hear the news. Anyway, Anne and her boyfriend bought the house a couple of years ago and completely de-funked/remodeled the place and it looks awesome!
Moving on to the more interesting neighbors. Because this neighborhood is pretty old a lot of the houses still have businesses in the bottom half. One being the dry cleaners who is owned by an asian couple in their 90’s (lets call them the Tiny Dumpers). They are two of the smallest people I have ever seen in my life. And next to them is their daughter and her husband Julio, who have a sewing machine repair shop in the bottom of their house.
I have had my fair share of issues with Julio including but not limited to:
Having half their deck on our property, throwing garbage over the fence into our yard (apparently it’s a family thing), various loud altercations with his wife, conservative talk radio shows blaring for days on end (by days I mean 24/7. There was a point last summer where the radio was coming on every morning at 5 am and Anne had gone over there and ripped the radio out of the outside wall). And the latest treat was a rooster. Just a rooster. It’s gone now and I can only assume the worst.
The Tiny Dumpers have a reputation for creeping around early in the morning and dumping their garbage in other people’s trash cans. I normally don’t care or even notice but they officially went too far this week. One would think they have gotten pretty good at dispersing the trash to various cans and making sure it couldn’t be traced back to them since they have been doing it for so long. Maybe they were in a hurry this time. And this is what happens when you rush a job:
Thursday morning I got a call from Anne saying someone had dumped a bunch of trash in our YARD DEBRIS dumpster. We were both surprised it had taken that long for it to happen. I told her it was probably the Tiny Dumpers. Then she texted me and said she was going to go thru the trash to see if she could figure out who’s it was (a woman after my own heart). It only took about 30 seconds for her to call and tell me it was for sure them.
There were a number of clues that lead her to her conclusion.
1. Hoses tied up with black string that matched some other things they had tied up in their yard (as seen above).
2. A Styrofoam top that had a matching bottom in their yard.
3. Canned goods with Chinese writing on it. Sorry no picture.
We obviously had enough evidence to make a conviction. So we decided it would only be right to bring the trash back to them. Of course Anne had already organized the garbage (again, love her) and piled it up in my recycling bin by the time I got over there.
I printed out a few things for the Tiny Dumpers reading enjoyment about the fines for illegal dumping and the number for our garbage service so he could set up an account. (I apologize in advance for the formatting in the upcoming photos).
A few glasses of wine later we were ready to make the dump.
As you can see we placed it nicely in front of the gate. We also taped the information on his door.
We came back to my house to watch and see if they would come out. We heard some rattling and clanking and realized it was the Tiny Dumpers getting things organized for the midnight dump. We then heard their son-in-law Julio come home next door and he was screaming and yelling about something but we couldn’t tell what it was about but we knew he saw the trash. There was no way he could have missed it.
We didn’t have an ideal view of the scene so we decided to walk around the block to see if they had found their trash. They had. All the lights were on, gate was open, trash was taken back into their yard. As of today we have not heard from any of them. I don’t know why I would think they would say anything. Can they really get mad at us? Now THAT would be funny.
I hope they feel really guilty for doing it. I know I would be mortified if that happened to me. But I would also think it was hilarious to know I had been caught. I’m sure the last thing on their mind was thinking someone would actually go through their garbage they illegally dumped. Little did they know there were 2 ladies around the corner who have a small obsession with garbage. And the neighborhood.