Knocking on Neighbours Doors Asking For Things (Los Angeles, London: crime, live)

[Miss Pip]

Originally Posted by Fontucky

I encountered a woman from London on C-D once, and she was a bit of a ****. Is this a UK thing?

I encountered an idiot from Fontana on C-D once. Is this a Fontana thing?

[Miss Pip]

Originally Posted by LABornandRaised

Now, now, can't we all just get along?

Definitely but in order for that to happen people need to cut the assumptions and stop acting stupid. Simple.

[LadyKLO]

Originally Posted by LABornandRaised

Now, now, can't we all just get along?

Living in NoHo, I was a bit surprised how friendly my neighbors were and are. Each house surrounding me has been very friendly and "neighborly." I've borrowed tools from at least 3 different houses around me and it was my neighbors offering them, not me asking them.

I've always loved the Lucy-Ethel relationship (I'm a sucker for I love Lucy) and never thought I'd see the day where I could have a real-life relationship like that in LA. Now, it's not the same where I go visit my neighbors everyday, but it's a nice balance of giving everyone their own space, but hanging out on the patio chatting for a while from time to time.

I have to agree with you on this one. I recently had surgery and my neighbor offered to help me which is great. I didn't need any help but the offer is a fine gesture. This lady's family is one of my best neighbors. Actually all of my neighbors are really good.

[DewDropInn]

One of the best meals I've ever had came from a next door neighbor in L.A.. Their party was in full swing at 1am and I had a sick kid at home who couldn't sleep. So I went over and asked if they could keep the noise down. They apologised profusely.

Five minutes later there's a knock at the door and this very nice looking elderly Black woman is standing there with plates of red beans and rice. Corn bread. Jambalaya. She apologised for her son and his friends. Turned out one of the friends was Wynton Marsalis and my neighbor, whom we hadn't met yet, was Wynton's best friend from New Orleans. He also played a heck of a cornet.

After that (And once DS' fever broke) whenever we'd hear them start to play we'd sit outside and thank the Universe for the free jam sessions.

[Twinkle Toes]

Originally Posted by Charles

These are your neighbors, not complete strangers.

We're the opposite; we welcome opportunities to visit with our neighbors. In fact, I'd like it even more if they stayed a while for a cup of coffee or something. Would give us a chance to chat, share information about the neighborhood and neighbors and other common interests.

How do you know they aren't "complete strangers"? It isn't that I dislike my neighbors, but when I'm in my own home, I like my privacy. That's why I chose to live on several acres fully fenced and gated. I deal with people all day long. When I come home I don't want to be hassled. I don't bother other people and I don't want them bothering me.

Believe it or not, I actually entertain in my home and throw parties. Because I value my privacy and solitude doesn't mean I am anti-social or that I dislike my neighbors. To the contrary, I am a "social butterfly". Heck - for that matter, I think my neighbors like their privacy too, as they all live on several acres as well, most also being fenced in and gated.

[Miss Pip]

Originally Posted by twinkle toes

how do you know they aren't "complete strangers"? It isn't that i dislike my neighbors, but when i'm in my own home, i like my privacy. That's why i chose to live on several acres fully fenced and gated. I deal with people all day long. When i come home i don't want to be hassled. I don't bother other people and i don't want them bothering me.

Believe it or not, i actually entertain in my home and throw parties. Because i value my privacy and solitude doesn't mean i am anti-social or that i dislike my neighbors. To the contrary, i am a "social butterfly". Heck - for that matter, i think my neighbors like their privacy too, as they all live on several acres as well, most also being fenced in and gated.

Exactly!! Thank you!!

[LadyKLO]

Originally Posted by DewDropInn

One of the best meals I've ever had came from a next door neighbor in L.A.. Their party was in full swing at 1am and I had a sick kid at home who couldn't sleep. So I went over and asked if they could keep the noise down. They apologised profusely.

Five minutes later there's a knock at the door and this very nice looking elderly Black woman is standing there with plates of red beans and rice. Corn bread. Jambalaya. She apologised for her son and his friends. Turned out one of the friends was Wynton Marsalis and my neighbor, whom we hadn't met yet, was Wynton's best friend from New Orleans. He also played a heck of a cornet.

After that (And once DS' fever broke) whenever we'd hear them start to play we'd sit outside and thank the Universe for the free jam sessions.

Oh my.....I would have loved to have been there for the homemade jambalaya!!!!! My next door neighbor brings over grilled steak tacos sometimes...can't say no to that..OH YES!!!

[bigdumbgod]

Originally Posted by disgruntled la native

Right now I live 5 feet from people in apartment and never talk to them unless its absolutely necessary

McGrupp the Crimedog and your local police would prefer you and your neighbors at least occasionally get together, at least for collective safety's sake. In our hood, we often commiserate when cop/fire action happens on our street, or the local ghettobird spends a particularly long time immediately overhead.

[disgruntled la native]

Originally Posted by bigdumbgod

McGrupp the Crimedog and your local police would prefer you and your neighbors at least occasionally get together, at least for collective safety's sake. In our hood, we often commiserate when cop/fire action happens on our street, or the local ghettobird spends a particularly long time immediately overhead.

You're in San Jose.

Believe me, plenty of cop/fire action happens on my street (more than most places in the US) but my neighbors are asleep when it happens.

[DewDropInn]

Originally Posted by Miss Pip

Back in London the only people that would knock on your door would be salesmen and Jehovah's Witnesses.

I've been thinking about this. I have friends who are Londoners. Eastenders to be specific. During certain days in the 40's they were asking if they could borrow each other's basements.