Really REALLY stupid neighbor.

[trof]

We're dog sitting while friends across the street and down a few houses are away.
Miz t. walked over last night about 8 to take them out for a final wee.
There is a vacant lot one door away from us where they just poured a raised slab for a new house yesterday.

About 10 minutes after Miz t. left she was back, WITH the dogs.
She was visibly shaken.
"There's somebody out on that vacant lot. I whistled at Ginger to keep up and somebody said 'You whistlin' at ME?' It scared me. Nobody should be out there this time of night. There's not a car there."
Damn right. We live in a very quiet, out-of-the-way, dead-end neighborhood. Mostly retirees. Never any trouble. Zero crime.
"Wait a minute, I'll go out with you."

I got a flashlight and my trusty pellet gun. It looks like it 'could' be a .22.
We have street lights, so looking into the unlit vacant lot was like looking into the void.
I walked down the as yet unpaved drive with the flashlight partially on the path and partially on the gun barrel.
I want whoever's there to know I'm armed (sort of).

I began to see a figure next to the slab.
"WHO'S THERE?"
"JOE SMITH! WHO ARE YOU?"
"I'm trof, I live one door down. You just scared the hell out of my wife."
I can now see that he's hosing down the slab. Help with the curing, I guess.
At this close distance I can also see his black truck parked BEHIND the slab. The slab is elevated on walls and fill about 4' above grade.
"I thought she was whistling at me."
"You didn't see the dogs?"
"Yeah, but I didn't know who she was whistling at."
I turned and walked back up the drive.
Half way to the street I heard "Welcome to the neighborhood."
No apology. No "Hey, man...I'm sorry I scared your wife."
No coming out to the freaking street and apologizing to HER.
Just a snotty, sarcastic "Welcome to the neighborhood."
I didn't reply.

Oh I'm REALLY looking forward to having this doofus as a neighbor.
Out there in the pitch black night, with his truck concealed behind the foundation.
I believe I would have parked where a passerby could at least see the truck.
If I saw a lady walking dogs and whistling, I'm pretty sure I'd be able to figure out she was whistling at the dogs and not me.
Especially since I'm invisible to her in the dark, compounded by the fact that she's under street lights.
If I had said anything I'd have walked out into the light and identified myself and said my reason for being there.

I already knew that he's a rich kid (30s) and his dad bought the lot ($350,000 - waterfront) and is building the house for him.
My suspicions of bratty, ill mannered rich kid are now confirmed.
:eyes:
asshat