I was at Chipotle. I hope you know what that is, everyone does. I’m looking around when all of a sudden I see an old girlfriend. I’m with my girlfriend so I decide to keep my head down because I didn’t tell her about my EX. Half-way through out meal, my EX heading out the door, and my girlfriend, lara looks up and see’s her. To my surprise Lara notices her from a Facebook picture of mine so she asks who she is. Me being stupid tells her I have no idea what she’s saying considering my EX is already out the door. I’m wiping off my sweat thinking it’s a close one when my EX walks in for her parking validation and to my amazing luck see’s me. At first I pretend I just noticed her, but as she starts to talk to my wife about the past between my EX & I it became clear to my wife I was lying to protect myself. I’ve gotten the death stare from her ever since… I don’t think I’m sleeping on the bed tonight. One thing is forsure, Lesson Learned.
My brother stole my bike and gave it to one of his friends. When I tried to get it back I found that my brothers friend went out of state. After an angry discussion I head over to my parents, and when I told them they said it was, because I wasn’t using it at all.
The reason I wasn’t using it was because it needed a new tire and I’ve been saving up for one this entire time. Try that for bad luck.
Welcome to Feel My Pain dot net. I am Dee Savage from Simi Valley, California and I am 27 years old. I recently moved into my little house in Santa Monica & I’ve been having problems with the neighbors. I’ve decided to open up a blogging website where I will share all the reasons I hate my neighbors and all the ways I have thought of to get rid of them.
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Welcome to my new website, Feel My Pain…
Ok so we are going to discuss neighbors today. Let me clarify, bad neighbors. Everyone I know has had some sort of trouble with at least on neighbor at one point in the life. Maybe it the person in the apartment next to you that plays TV too loud at all hours of the day? Or maybe the family that moved in next door that has loud, uncontrolled kids. I recently read this story about a man in Colorado who moved into his new house and had his new neighbors welcome him by placing a large trampoline and swing/playset in their yard. The structures were placed right up to the dividing line between the properties and only a few feet from his house. This would drive me absolutely nuts. Even after a fence was installed the slide from the playset towered over the fence and left little privacy.