Erm, uh, my porch?

[underemployeed]

We moved to the country 7-8 years ago, our neighbors constantly trespassed. They pretty much have had the run of the land for decades as most of it was owned by people of same family or outsiders who just didn't care. Had to put up 900ft of fence or there about to keep there vigorous dogs on their side along with their ATVs off of our property. My favorite part of the situation was they were trying to claim squatters rights to our property because they had used the back area of our 10acre lot for so long. Oh yeah, they have their own 20acre lot too.

People just have no respect. Especially when it comes to hunting gear. First off if your trespassing and you find scrap metal or a hunting blind. its not salvage its someone else property and it is theft and I'm just sad the neighbor that it happened to didn't catch the guy because if i knew anyone who had a backhoe and actually would use it to hide a body, it would be that guy. We had a friends blind stolen from back, neighbor who we think did it sadi it probably blew away because of heavy winds (enough to remove all traces of the chain that was locking it to a tree)

[RecoveringKinkoid]

him over.

I don't feel like b*tching at him (Hubby will be home any second now and will probably do that for me), but it's a little awkward.

Which is exactly why the guy knows he can get away with it.

A guy is loitering on your property. Why would you NOT feel like bitching at him?

Sometimes you have to stand up for yourself.

[repsac]

My uncle bought some property across from where I live and had problems with kids hopping the fence to ride their bikes on it and to fish in the lake. (There had been trails there at one time.) Since my Uncle had posted the property and didn't want sued if someone got hurt, he asked the city council what he could do. They suggested a couple things, but one has proved quite effective.

He electrified the fence.

Needless to say this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGEWhPoNm1g was the first kid's response. I also think he wet himself.

[TheComputerError]

As I sit here, writing this, my apartment manager is eating his lunch on my porch. His food wrappers are on my table. I haven't invited him over.

I don't feel like b*tching at him (Hubby will be home any second now and will probably do that for me), but it's a little awkward. You see, I live on the first floor, and my porch is at ground level next to the parking lot. In order to get mowers and other tools down to the yard from the parking lot, people usually have to go across my porch to get around the landscaping. That's fine. But to take your lunch break on my table on my porch? That's got to be crossing some sort of line. At least now I think I've finally figured out how that piece of hamburger bun ended up in my plantholders the other day...

Ask him to leave. Should he fail to do so, call the police and report a trespasser.

Either that or contact the apartment management company and report him.

Those are my suggestions.

[Gawdzillers]

Wow, real time suck?
What a brave new world we live in.

[firecat88]

People used to cut through our backyard a lot. We have a 4-acre property, which is mostly untouched. Only the smallest section of the property closest to the house is fenced off, which we like it that way because we get to see a lot of the natural wildlife around here. However, because of this, people take the "short cut" through our backyard to get to the park. This has never made sense to me for one reason:

It actually takes a lot longer to get to the park by going through our yard as opposed to driving or, heck, even walking briskly. The reason? Well, because we leave the stuff beyond the fence alone, we have a lot of cacti that grows rampant, especially in the summer when people would actually take the "short cut". Not to mention the tumbleweeds and various rabbit and squirrel holes that people trip over.

And then there's the people who have the mindset that, because the old occupants of this house let them get away with stuff, we're going to let them pull the same things.

1) Ours is the -only- house on this stretch of dirt road. There are two ways to get into town, though. Using the dirt road that is technically on our property, or using a paved road that takes a bit longer, but still gets you to the same place. One of our neighbors, despite the fact that the other road is closer to their house, will use the dirt road instead.

2) One of our neighbors, who is trying to turn the area into a termite mound by building houses wherever he can, wants to buy some of our property. Supposedly, he had some deal with the former owners of the house that he could do this. We have explained to the guy that not only are we -not- the people he supposedly made this deal with and, thus, said 'deal' no longer stands, but we are -not- selling him a blasted thing.

[MadMike]

Well, because we leave the stuff beyond the fence alone, we have a lot of cacti that grows rampant, especially in the summer when people would actually take the "short cut". Not to mention the tumbleweeds and various rabbit and squirrel holes that people trip over.

Is the stuff beyond the fence your property? I'd be worried about someone tripping over something and then suing you for it.

[firecat88]

Is the stuff beyond the fence your property? I'd be worried about someone tripping over something and then suing you for it.

Yep, our property encompasses the whole area that people used to cut across, all the way up to the nearest houses on each side, which are all a considerable distance away.

[Kiwi]

Say it with me people, good fences make good neighbours!

When the BF and I were looking at houses in the old town of hellhole bc we actually had to discount a couple of properties because no fences were allowed in the front yard, it had to be open. We could fence in from the house back but to preserve the "friendly look" no front yard fences were permitted.

[bainsidhe]

People suck. A good friend of mine has kids tromping over her back fence and cutting through her yard as a shortcut. They've trampled her newly-planted roses, wrecked her garden, etc. And heaven forbid one of them trips and scrapes a knee, because she'd be liable. Her next-door neighbor bought a trampoline which increases the foot traffic through her yard, just so kids can try to kill themselves without permission. It doesn't help that neighbor's trampoline isn't far from my friends driveway - cracked skulls anyone?

My friend has yelled at the kids, talked to the parents, etc. All they do is laugh at her and shrug. Hell, the kids ride their bikes down her driveway and all over her back yard and then out on the sidewalk again, just to drive around! Her yard is enclosed except for a single pathway, so it's not like there's any mistake about it being public land here.

Kids simply aren't raised with respect anymore and the parents lack that same respect themselves. If they want to do something, they feel it's their right to do something.

[It shouldn't]

When we first bought our property, I noticed a row of blueberry bushes in the back woods (and made some tasty pies that summer)

The following winter I kept hearing engines out back and when I went to investigate, I noticed snowmobile tracks right through the blueberries. That summer, be-moaning the lack of blueberry pies, the hubby nailed lots of "private property, no trespassing" signs up along the property line.

Following winter........ more snowmobile tracks and more squished blueberry bushes.
So we re-located the fermented pigeon poop manure pile to along the blueberry bushes.
It only took one above freezing winter day and them thinking they could jump that 'snow covered hill' *squitz* *splat*

We also have the most fertilized blueberries ever..... and lots of blueberry pies now that they could grow back without getting run over by snowmobiles every winter.

[Sapphire Silk]

Say it with me people, good fences make good neighbours!

Amen to that!

I like having an open front yard, but it does have its disadvantages. One of my neighbors likes to walk their dog and allow it to wander in everyone's front yard as they go up and down the street. They don't carry a pooper scooper, and I've seen them let their dog do his business in yards. I keep an eye out, and have told them a couple of times to keep their dog out of my yard. So far, no dead grass or dog poo . . . .

[Green_Fairy]

Say it with me people, good fences make good neighbours!

so true! i'm a firm believer of that. my dad on the other hand...didn't agree. he grew up in a small town and no one had fences...back then people had manners, too. so he never put up fences. luckily our neighbors did ^_^

[PepperElf]

1 previous house mom had issues where the kids would run through the yard. mom & dad had a fence put up.

bitch of a neighbor actively tried stopping the fence until mom & had had to call the cops to ensure the fence markers were untouched.

bitch also reported mom to the local court for using foul language, which was a lie.

another neighbor liked mom cos...the fence meant the kids stopped going thru her yard too. when she found out about the complaint she went down to talk to them... apparently the local judge was a friend. supposedly she gave him an earful about how mom was great and the bitch was... well bitch.

2) the home i grew up in - kids living a couple of houses down wanted to play in our yard. mom had a talk with their mother who... burst into tears.

so mom used another tactic. the kids were boys - at least 5 years younger than us. mom pointed out to the mother that sis and i sometimes walked around in just tshirts and panties in the summer.

that worked. the other mother's protective instincts kicked in and she ensured the boys stayed out of our yard





as for the original story.. i agree, you're not blowing things out of proportion.
it's very rude for the man to intrude on your patio.

especially since he doesn't care about cleaning up after himself.

and what happens if he or his workers break your furniture.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

When my husband was living at home in his early years of college, he came home to find some idiots in his parent's swimming pool out back.

This was out on a huge, secluded piece of property. My in laws used to raise Mastiffs. They actually bred a Mastiff so big he was longer than a pickup truck was wide. Bucky the Monster. These were big dogs.

So picture Slash, wearing all black, dark mirrored shades, and motorcycle boots coming out and sitting quietly at the pool while these assholes were in there. He'd collected an impressive collection of freakishly huge, brindle colored hellhounds and they all swarmed around the pool area checking out the "guests."

Husband just says, "Hey." And just sits there behind his shades.

They never saw those assholes again.