DHL are a parcel of cunts.

Unable to deliver a Switch game to me from the US. Failed twice. Feck them.

My neighbours are visiting from Finland. They're nice, but very chatty. Every single time I go out to put stuff in the garden or the bins or to the car I get collared. It's like he just waits out of sight until its too late for me to avoid him - I'm even using the peephole on the door to check if the coast is clear beforehand, but he still just emerges whenever I go down the stairs.

Annoyingly, I hate people and avoid social situations but I am totally that neighbour. I love chats over the fence with mine lol

So your neighbours aren’t usually there, they usually live in Finland?

hylian_elf wrote:

So your neighbours aren’t usually there, they usually live in Finland?

Yeah. They're here about 5 or 6 times a year.

He doesn't just talk over a fence, he's been known to actually walk into my garden for a chat while I'm in there.

For two years I lived next to an absolutely lovely old Italian couple.
He was an Italian woodworker and every bit the old Italian woodworker stereotype. He had an amazing workshop in his garden and he and his wife would always be out working on projects or in the garden or sat outside on the bench on their decking drinking wine on a summer evening.

We would talk for hours over the fence or share a bottle of wine in the front garden.

Absolutely loved living next door to them.

Best neighbours ever.

Wookienopants wrote:

For two years I lived next to an absolutely lovely old Italian couple.
He was an Italian woodworker and every bit the old Italian woodworker stereotype. He had an amazing workshop in his garden and he and his wife would always be out working on projects or in the garden or sat outside on the bench on their decking drinking wine on a summer evening.

We would talk for hours over the fence or share a bottle of wine in the front garden.

Absolutely loved living next door to them.

Best neighbours ever.

Hellish.

Talking to neighbours. Ugh.

We’ll see him on the news soon.

“He was a nice quiet chap”.

Well your neighbour is clearly a WW2 Nazi in hiding.

My neighbours have kids at the same school as mine. It's a daily game of cat and mouse to avoid walking up for pick up at the same time. Sometimes I can get caught there and back, but I've barely got enough small talk for one trip.

nick_md wrote:

It's like the dreaded bumping into someone you work with on the way to work. Whether I like you or not, my travel time is mine and I do not want to engage at all.

Shout out Elf and Muzzy.

I feel seen.

I’ve been known to actively hide on the train station platform to avoid a friend. We’re mates, but I don’t want to talk to anyone on the morning commute. And we’re not close enough mates to sit in silence.

I regularly see people take video calls on packed trains. Hellish.

And it’s always a tremendous success for you. And always will be.

Moot_Geeza wrote:

Plus there's the talking on a train carriage thing for me, you're pretty much having a conversation for everyone else to hear. Who wants to hear my banal bullshit on the way to work? See also: not answering my phone on a train or bus. Anything non urgent can wait.

Same, avoid phone and conversation on public transport at all costs. Worst is when my mum used to visit me in London and we'd be getting the train from charging cross to Woolwich, she's there giving me all sorts of family updates and asking me stuff in an otherwise silent, packed carriage. Nightmare stuff.