What is it with unemployed people sitting outside in the front of their house?

Do they make noise?

Welcome to America

I never get how people don't work and still have a place to live, food, phones, cars etc

I've been working non-stop right after college and I still stress about losing my job

Cause there ain't no place like home child

I didn't buy a house I wanted because the one across the street had people sitting outside all day.

R1 only at night when they start smoking weed.

R3 the house across the street is owned by the woman's grandmother and when she went off into a retirement home she let the granddaughter move in. The poor old lady still pays the bills as the granddaughter, her husband, the BIL and the BIL's son don't work.

There's another house a few houses down that is a rental and again--they all sit in the front yard. The backyard is big and has shade trees but they go out front around noon and are out there all day drinking beer and talking to any poor bastard who happens to walk past.

R5 I'm glad it's not just this street. I was starting to think it was just here.

They are probably waiting for Sha'aniqua, Rohandra , Hershanique, Breionshay, and their combined total of 17 children by 16 different fathers to stop by.

Actually R8, they're all white. Newfies to be exact.

If they don't work they probably had their cable shut off. Now you're their TV show.

This used to happen ALOT in the ghetto. Old women out on the front stoops and porches raving about soap operas, catching up on reading trashy tabloid magazines, and gossiping about the women walking by and their family drama.

[quote]I didn't buy a house I wanted because the one across the street had people sitting outside all day.

That's funny we almost sold our house when some nosy ass fags were trying to buy one across the street.

My husband and I talked about this the other night. Our neighbors built a beautiful back deck and literally sit inside their garage looking out and share "a cold one" with the neighbor across the street.

That neighbor built a small porch and sits in the dark sometimes with a friend or his wife, and one doesn't know they're there until someone makes a noise. The neighbor next to him, hangs out at the bottom of his driveway with his toddler. All three of these neighbors have nice, beautiful backyards. Sometimes they all sit together as a clique. None hang out or do anything in their backyards. All activities are in the front, even though two of them have hot tubs.

We came to the conclusion that they need attention, because the rest of the neighbors have to drive /walk by these homes (including us) to get to theirs. It's like they're holding court or something.

R12 I was going to flag you for wit & wisdom but sadly you posses neither.

"I never get how people don't work and still have a place to live, food, phones, cars etc"

Some people who don't work have parents who provide them with a place to live, food, phones, cars, etc. Some people who don't work get things for free due to public assistance or receiving charity because they are a "person in need." So is is possible not to work and still have a place to live and other necessities and even things that aren't necessities. In England, being "on the dole" got really out of hand. I heard that there was a mother with seven kids who was living in a villa!

And yet another inane PMBT thread.

[quote]It's like they're holding court or something.

R13 I hadn't thought about that. Like trying to stake out their territory?

I had to stop walking on my side of the street when the rental property couple are outside because they come down the driveway and start chit-chatting and won't shut-up. They just sit out there all day looking for people to talk to and then they talk like they've been here for decades when they've only been here for a couple of years.

So what do you do, OP, stand at the window like Gladys, staring at them until they go in at night? I don't pay attention to my neighbors.

It's all very Norman Rockwell with families sitting on the porch enjoying a summer's day while your neighbors walk by and everyone exchanges friendly greetings. If only all aspects of American life could be like a Normal Rockwell print.

They's real neighborly sorts!

R14, good response. BTW, had you not responded to R12, I would not have even noticed. I only blocked 2 people a long time ago, and at least one of them I guess is apparently still wasting time. Isn't it amusing though to know they are so garbage-filled while Hillary ascends that they are still posting easily blocked crap??

Not only are they hanging out in front, but more often than not, will make eye contact with people driving by.

I never do that unless I'm expecting someone, so it amazes me that so many people have nothing better to do.

R18 is posting from his front porch.

But sadly R19 the portrait looks more like this:

[quote]Not only are they hanging out in front, but more often than not, will make eye contact with people driving by.

Jesus R22 you're right. My sister hates driving down my street because she says the woman across the street will always stare at her.

It's their version of reality tv watching the neighbors and having things to gossip about and look down their noses at so they can feel better about their loser lives. Like the old smoking /stoner areas in high school.

OP = Gladys Kravitz.

You could be grateful. Potential burglars investigate neighborhoods. When they see people sitting out like that, they go away.

That was a very original comment R26!

Eventually, there will be a fight.

I live in Oregon and have wondered about this for years. Groups of women sitting on the stoop with all their kids, strollers and toys strewn about. On warm days, groups sitting outside in the front yard or driveway area drinking beer and being nosy. I was actually just telling my partner the other day that seeing neighborhoods like that are the best way for me to be motivated to work verrrry hard so we don't end up living near that (I run my own business).

Some people come from families who have no sense of the difference between "public" and "private". Guaranteed these people talk loudly during movies, or yammer on their cellphones at peak volume on the subway.

In modern America, not even the library is quiet now. There's no escaping these people anymore.

How the fuck should we know?

It's not really that complicated.They can't people watch from a secluded back yard. Hanging out in the front provides more entertainment.

You all seem really uptight. Who gives a fuck about some people sitting on a porch?

R33 = Trailer trash

Lookin for trouble

You must live in a very pleasant climate, OP.

Not at all r34. Maybe because I have never lived in a the surburban, cul-de-sac type neighborhoods. I care if my neighbors are bothering me, if not I don't give a fuck what any of them are doing honestly.

Homes aren't built with front porches for nothing.

I think it's embarrassing to flop out on the front porch or lawn, like you're waiting for a parade.

I've worked to make my backyard a private sanctuary with trees and a privacy fence.

Love it when the front porch has a nasty old sofa (partially destroyed by pets) and a rusty refrigerator... welcome to redneckville

Why in hell do you care? If they don't bother you why do you care if it's making them happy? And how the hell do you know they aren't people who work late?

I love it when my neighbors sit out on their porches, it's like small town America. My neighbors from Guam sit outside every evening from March until It's too cold in November. They watch their kids play with other kids and friends and family stop by. They are wonderful people and none of us "Americans" would even know one another if our Guam buddies weren't so social. Lot's of nights we build a fire and just sit around staring into the fire. It's magical. AND they have two gay brothers who bring their boyfriends along and EVERYONE is accepted. Americans are too insular.

The wi-fi on R41's porch must be great!

R42 that's how it used to be when I was a kid but it's not like that around here anymore. Like R13 wrote a two or three homes with form cliques and make everyone else unwelcome on their own street, like they're trying to control the street. I mean if you can't put your garbage on the curb without neighbours mad dogging you like you're disturbing them, it's obnoxious.

Abner, the Stephens had an elephant in their living room!!!!!!

r42, you don't need to put an apostrophe on "lots."

What I find bizarre is the way the poor plonk old couches on the front porch.

We had two guys who used to stand or sit in their front yards and drink beer and gossip about everyone. One was a holier-than-thou God-botherer and the other was a small-town closeted asshole. It was uncomfortable -- the main problem was that two new families moved in (there are only nine houses in our development) and befriended the assholes, so they joined in on hassling people. We got shit, but so did an older retired guy and a disabled couple, and the Mexican family REALLY got shit on. They literally moved away in the middle of the night.

After a few years these new families realized the gossip wasn't true, so it mostly died down, but that tension never fully disappeared. I think those families and the two gossips may have had a falling out, because I saw the God-botherer and the closet case having words. No idea what was said but the religious guy moved away a couple weeks later. It felt like everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Something about human nature, "man is a gregarious animal", perhaps? They want to see who's coming by; natural curiousity? Reminds me, a bit, of another - phenomenon? WHY the FUCK is it, that someone can have a large house, invite people to dinner - I mean, INformal, Sunday dinner, holidays, whatever, and there will be a family room, a living room, a dining room, but godDAMN is don't 90% of the guest:

All cram into the kitchen, all day long! I had an Irish landlady MANY years ago; she had 6 grown kids, grandchildren; she would bemoan this situation to me, and I've seen many other instances, including when I visit my brother and family.

I'm getting off topic a bit; sorry - it is an excellent question, OP; I'd love to actually ASK some of this white trash: WHY?? But I doubt they could articulate it.

Usually equipped with banjos and shotguns, these barefoot predatory rednecks sit on their porches and wait patiently for something to get run over, so they can take it inside and have dinner. It may not even be their own porch, OP. It's very possible that it's just a prime hunting area.

r49 I'm sure Darwin could have explained it.

They don't want backyard privacy; they want front-yard community. It really is not hard to understand.

As a kid I NEVER played in my backyard; I played hopscotch or roller-skated on the front sidewalk, had a wading pool on the front lawn, bounced a ball from my porch, etc. The backyard to me was for the wash-line.

This is where community bylaws come in handy. They can prevent shit like sofas appearing. I used to live near an apartment development where the only furniture permitted outside was a particular style in white from one design company.

Work is a way to fill your day. Without a job, soon you'd be sitting in front of your house too--watching the world go by

1. They've got fuck all else to do 2. Their lives are empty, lacklustre and bereft of anything interesting aside from beating their wives and sexually abusing household pets 3. Your lives/their neighbours lives are much more interesting than theirs 4. Its territorial 5. Nothing on the telly 6. No one can see them on their backyards - these people actually perceive themselves as cool. They're on show, like male peacocks.

OP, I asked this question the other day but I said "what's with white trash and sitting on the front porch all day?" I live in a mixed neighborhood, mainly white and hispanic, and the 2 houses across the street from mine are occupied by people who are on their front porches all the fucking time. I sit on my back deck and rarely venture out front except coming and going and always feel like I'm living in a goldfish bowl because they are always out. I don't understand the attraction of sitting and staring at traffic go by on our busy street. If they grill it's out front in their driveways. Have a party, out front with chairs sitting in the driveway right next to the street. I don't understand how they make money to live. One house is a mother, her daughter, both unemployed with rotating boyfriends, who will move in for a year or two, then another set moves in. They have all kinds of fucking kids too. I honestly can't figure out how many people live there. The other family is hispanic with a batshit crazy mother who screams "puto" at her poor, old husband from the front porch when they are fighting. She plants herself on the porch and watches people and tells them she "knows" people at the police department. I'm sure they are familiar with her because she's a total nutter who calls them to remove strange cars from the street, which they can do nothing about but it seems to give her a purpose in life.

I was raised to sit out back in privacy.

R49, the kitchen is the heart of the house and many times the person cooking is the person everyone wants to see and might be closer to the wine and beer.

Um, fresh air?

R42 I want to move into your street. Sounds like bliss…

I do think some of it's territorial. The crazy lady across the street from has approached strangers on bikes and walking and questioned them. I even heard her tell some kid on a bike not to "come around" anymore. She's set herself up as the street warden.

R49 when my family comes to visit they used to do the same thing. When I was cooking they'd all be under foot and it pissed me off. They've learned to stay out of the kitchen when I'm cooking but are welcome the rest of the time. Actually when I want then there--to help with he cleaning up--they all scurry into the living room.

[quote]I was raised to sit out back in privacy.

Me too R56. In the first apartment building I lived in there a lush green and treed rear yard that no one used, they'd all sit in their garages or in the parking lot in the blazing sun. I never understood it, but I usually had the shade to myself which was nice.

[quote]. No one can see them on their backyards - these people actually perceive themselves as cool. They're on show, like male peacocks

This.

[quote]I sit on my back deck and rarely venture out front except coming and going and always feel like I'm living in a fish bowl because they're always out.

And this.

[quote]Work is a way to fill your day. Without a job, soon you'd be sitting in front of your house too--watching the world go by

THIS. My father never sat on the front porch of his house (which was barely even a porch, more like a landing) until he RETIRED. If he wanted some fresh air and sunshine, while reading the newspaper or a book, he sat in his backyard, which had a nice garden patio & pool.

Then, one day, he bought a $5.99 plastic deck chair at the drug store, plunked it down on the front "porch" to read the paper, and that was that. He sat out there for hours, every day, just to "watch the world go by" (he used those exact words) and have that social contact with other people -- neighbors walking their dogs, young mothers with baby strollers, the postal carrier -- even if it was just a wave and hello.

As someone else said, they don't have anything better to do. Oh they COULD be doing something useful, but they find it more pleasant to sit on the porch or out in the yard and watch life go by.

R61, R49 here. Good for you! And yes, amusing how people scatter when it's time to help clean up the kitchen; my face is red, reading yourself - is what I always used to do when visiting family, LOL.

They are waiting to hear if they're going to appear on Judge Judy.

You don't know if they work or not. Op you are nothing more than a dumb asshole, you make assumptions, you don't know shit

Generally, it's usually low-life types who sit in the front of their houses or on their driveways, etc. In more upper-middle or upper class neighborhoods it would be considered trashy.

I visited friends at a Chicago project on the South Side...people were friendly, mixed and they were free to grow pot in their garden, no problem.

LEAVE ME ALONE!

DON'T TALK TO ME!

DON'T LOOK AT ME!

GO AWAY!

How DARE people sit and talk to each other! They are supposed to be immersed in their phones and iPads!

Would you rather I sit in the front of Your house?

It's kinda like Rear Window, but not as interesting or entertaining.

So the uptight waspy gays of DL can't for the life of them figure out why people might seek out community and social interaction. Figures.

[quote] If they don't work they probably had their cable shut off. Now you're their TV show.

Exactly. They are probably watching the houses, trying to figure out what's going on in their neighbors house and gossiping.

Look at your compass points, bitches!

I live in a very nice neighborhood with a spacious backyard, synthetic decking and have views of the city and surrounding mountains. Last place in the development, so no neighbors to our left-just a huge, fenced and landscaped easement. An enclosed hot tub, too.

What's wrong here? Blasting, scorching sun from an unimpeded Western exposure all year 'round. At the top of a ridge, so when the weather services say the sun will set at 7:38PM, it's with us until 7:38PM, precisely.

The only escape from the sun is the front patio, which has low stucco walls and a gate. It's my kingdom. There's a trumpet vine, honeysuckle, an old park bench I rescued, and my late auntie's old resin wicker patio set. As for the postersNothing's visible from the street, so no HOA hassles. Give me my bourbon highball and I'm content to watch the neighbors going about their business. Or watching a summer lightning storm.

For the posters making all the 'Deliverance' references and redneck cracks..I'd bet money you're all from hicky little burghs that you are desperately ashamed of and you live in fear of your friends finding out about them. I've never known it not to be the case.

r77 Smell you!

[quote]There's a trumpet vine, honeysuckle, an old park bench I rescued, and my late auntie's old resin wicker patio set.

MARY!

R68, a good indication of unemployment is never leaving your house and hanging around all day. If they are on the porch, they are not designing websites from home.

[quote]As for the postersNothing's visible from the street, so no HOA hassles.

You hang posters outdoors, R77?

I always noticed that in Hispanic neighborhoods, people liked to spend time with each other, outside. I think their apartments were crowded. Anyway few people were sitting out in my neighborhoods and I wondered what made the difference?

As far as notvhaving jobs, most of the hispanics, had two jobs.

r82 My Hispanic friends tell me it's because Hispanic people are very nosy and want to know everything that's going on in the neighborhood.

I was raised with the notion that sitting on the front porch for hours was lower-class. You went in your backyard where there was privacy. Of course, this might just be a New England thing and it varies in other regions of the country.

I think we have two separate arguments in this thread: sitting in the front yard for hours (possibly harassing neighbors) and sitting on your front porch vs sitting in the back of your house. Do you folks realize this has been an issue in urban planning for a number of years? By taking away front porches and focusing on backyards you take away a sense of community. Many of the upscale planned communities (such as Seaside in South Walton Beach Florida) made a point to have each cottage with a porch. I think there is nothing more lovely than a neighborhood with tree lined streets and lovely decorated porches with appropriate furniture and plants. When I was growing up we lived in a Norman Rockwell like town in the midwest. The houses were lovely Victorians and people took a lot of pride with their gardens and beautiful front porches. In the evening couples or family would take walks in the neighborhood and visit their neighbors who would be sitting on their front porch. Some of you really come across as snobs.

Only a DL would you find a bunch of prissy queens who think the neighbors are invading their privacy by sitting on their own front porch.

The only time I lived on a street where people sat on their porches in summer, a porch person once screamed at me and my boyfriend, "I hope you catch your case of AIDS and die, you f*ggots." This was in the 1980s, in the no-man's-land between Dupont Circle and Adams-Morgan (DC). Eventually this family was gentrified out of the neighborhood. I did not scream at them as they were moving out. My face, I am certain, let them know I wasn't going to miss them.

Actually, OP, they have their day perfectly choreographed. They've been inside YOUR house all day, wearing your cha cha heels, spitting in your mayonnaise and playing with your tin foil collection. They wait until you leave every morning, giving them your menacing stare as you go by. Then they run inside your house and play with your stuff all day. So many times they've timed it too close and manage to get back to their porch just in time, laughing and staggering and nearly wetting themselves at their own antics! They get back to their porch just in time to watch you return -- with a more tired, defeated and aggravated menacing stare. It's all good fun. There, answers a lot of lingering questions for you, doesn't it?

I want to be able water my flowers in peace, walk to the mailbox, look out my kitchen window, unload my car, etc. without having someone watching every time I step outside. It makes me uncomfortable.

We have two porch-sitter situations in my neighborhood.

One is a sweet old taciturn guy -- I imagine he's a widower -- who smiles and waves back if you wave at him. He's great.

The other is a Vietnam vet, his trashy wife and his grown deaf nephew, all of whom have huge chips on their shoulders. The husband and wife can be heard screaming and fighting at all hours, and they've both bitched to me about how unfair this country is to a disabled vet (he doesn't seem disabled to me, but he very well could be). All I can figure is that they live off Uncle Sam checks. The nephew has some sort of job, but they seem to spend all their time at home in this patch of dead grass they consider a front lawn.

[quote]without having someone watching every time I step outside

And they do watch every goddamned step R89.

This morning I came home from grocery shopping and as I was unloading the bags from the trunk the douchebag across the street got off his porch and stood at the end of his driveway watching me taking my groceries in.

I think it is a small town/village thing. Those of us who grew up in cities find it odd/disconcerting.

I went out to pick up a pizza and the people across the street have a pile of neighborhood kids on the front lawn playing with their new puppy.

I have to get out of here.

Norman Rockwell forgot the bugs in his paintings R82. You need a screen porch, that's the real truth.

When you say "unemployed" are you certain you don't mean "prostitutes"?

Advertising is very important, being subtle, even more so.

My neighbors across the street are always in the front yard too, I assume it's because it's cooler outdoors. They put some real (non-patio) chairs out there recently.

R92, I grew up in a small town and now live in a city and I can't stand that "being watched" feeling. The super of the apt. building next door sits on his stoop all day and night every day and night and watches the comings and goings of our building. I HATE it.

I wonder if those of you who can't stand being looked at have some kind of condition. Misobeholdia or something. It sounds as if the residents of suburbia are behaving within legal and logical boundaries, and you've chosen to live in suburbia, so wtf? I live in a high rise, and I see neighbors from time to time, and I don't think about this phenomenon once I close my door.

[quote]Misobeholdia

I think you made that word up R98.

What gave me away, R99?

The sister of friend lives in the projects on welfare, WIC, and food stamps. She has a huge flat screen TV, internet and nice clothes. When questioned she tells everyone they're gift from her boyfriends. It was estimated that in New York City public assistance benefits are worth $39,000 a year. Why should anyone go to work?

J'accuse R100!

[quote]in New York City public assistance benefits are worth $39,000 a year. Why should anyone go to work?

Because middle-class living begins at around $150,000?

I drove through a neighborhood this morning because the BF wanted to go to a yard sale. We passed a house where the people had an entire patio set on the front yard--table, chairs umbrella, everything.

[quote]I drove through a neighborhood this morning

A neighborhood? Oh, no. Not a NEIGHBORHOOD.

Seriously, some of you are so funny. Unintentionally, I realize, but still.

R105 is off his Paxil.

The hilarity continues at R106.

Your DC NEIGHBORS were right about you R107

That was truly evil, R108. I would say I hope the same thing happens to you, but I don't. You are a bad person.

Welcome to Datalounge R109.

Telling people you hope they get AIDS is not "Datalounge," R110.

Are you new here R111?

You would never see a yard sale in my neighborhood. That is just too low-class.

Really, R112? Telling someone you hope he gets AIDS?

It's right up there with grease fires R114.

Having grown up in a major city, then a very laissez-faire, laid back, each to their own, embrace diversity, hippy bush Mountain area, I moved to a country town, dairy farming district.

It took me a while to realize that EVERYONE in that town, whether walking/driving past or stationary, STARED at anyone who had not originated from said town.

I was a teen at the time. Hilarity ensues when circulating gossip reached our family - mother was dead, father was an alcoholic minister, we were involved in a crazy, voodoo religious sect (i.e. Not Catholic or C of E).

Our friends would visit from "the city". A lot of racially diverse people. A ute rear ended a commodore as both had slowed to a crawl along the 'main street' *snort* to fixedly ogle our Ondian Sikh visitors.

Yokels, bogans, whatever label you apply - their lives are so lacking, everyone and anything must seem intensely riveting to them.

Indian

I lived in Seattle for a year and in all that time I swear I never saw anyone on their front yard, garage or porch. It was like, "Left Behind".

Is this a flyover thing?

The guy down the street has a patio umbrella in the back of his pick up and he sits in the pickup box under the umbrella in his driveway. I really don't understand people.

It is so fucking hot in Florida right now, you rarely see people outside during the day in the neighborhood. Nothing but the loud hum of central air condition units.

Wait until you see people using wheely bins as a vertical pool, or the back of a trailer filled with water and garbage juice residue. (Trailer according to the Australian definition).

I hope everyone in R121s link have drowned.

Our neighbor across the street is unemployed, her boyfriend has a job. They are in their mid fifties and rent. We often hear a beer being cracked around ten am, her first of many for the day. They can't smoke in the house so they open the garage door and sit in there all day and night year round. Luckily we like them and they keep an eye on our house. We don't get sucked into the drama that is always circling though.

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There was a street I used to drive down to get to a market that had lots of older European people living on it. It wasn't unusual to see them sitting on their front porches or in their driveways, which isn't unusual as they're older and maybe don't get many visitors and were looking for company or neighbors to talk to.

But when I see young people sitting in their front yards in the middle of the day it pisses me off. Get a fucking job you trash.

I have better late afternoon/early evening sun in my front yard than back so often sit out there in the evenings. Right now I have two garden benches but in the spring I plan to build a small patio next to the front step of the house and get some more comfortable seating. I don't know my neighbors and in fact have no idea what most of them look like. If my sitting out in my front yard is disturbing to them, they need to stop watching me like they're Gladys Kravitz and get a life.

[quote] It wasn't unusual to see them sitting on their front porches or in their driveways, which isn't unusual as they're older and maybe don't get many visitors and were looking for company or neighbors to talk to.

That's my current problem with a next-door neighbour who used to be very private (reclusive, even), but has grown overly sociable since retirement. I have yard work to do but, almost every time I step outdoors, I'm there for two to three hours and get fuck-all done. I've taken as long as three hours to get to the grocery store (normally a 10-minute walk) because I can't get away. She's always there, waiting to ambush anyone passing by or trying to work.

I know it sounds callous, but I can't wait for winter when she'll be driven indoors.

I grew up in a WASPy Connecticut town, and hanging out in front of your house or in the front yard was looked down on. It was considered lower-class and tacky. People only did things in their backyards, where nobody could see them.

[quote]I know it sounds callous, but I can't wait for winter when she'll be driven indoors.

Not at all R127. I avoid a retired neighbor too if I don't have time to chit-chat as the old boy never shuts up. When I have time I'll talk but if I think he's going to start chatting I will take the car and get out of the drive as quickly as possible.

I just got home and my neighbor is sitting on his front porch, not on a chair but on the porch itself, with a beer in his hand snoring.

I have to get out of here.

R113, are you in the Northeast? If you are, I call BS (or Shenanigans, to put it more nicely).

There is NOTHING that thrifty, tight-assed, haute-bourgeois WASPs in the Northeast love MORE than a regular yard sale. Even if it's the worst, most undesirable shit in the world.

I live in Las Vegas and the first apartment I moved into had a bunch of refugees from Serbia/Bosnia move in. They would always sit outside when the weather was nice. One of them jokingly told me it was because they didn't have to worry about being shot at. After years of being in a war zone, they were enjoying their freedom to sit outside. They were a wonderful neighborhood watch too - some older neighboring kids from another complex wanted to use our basketball court (which was quite nice) and tried to bully the younger kids who were using it. When it started to escalate into an actual fight, a big group of the refugees stepped in, with one older guy explaining where they had come from, how much death they had seen, and it was only because two groups couldn't get along. The older kids actually looked more and more horrified at the tales of snipers when kids are walking home from school and backed right off. Never returned either.

Moving here I also never learned to judge people on their schedules - over a third of the people who live here don't work a standard shift. I know people who go in at 4 a.m. and are out of work between noon and 1 p.m. Depends on the job, but shifts are all over the place here. Outdoor labor/construction work is done in the middle of the night or very early morning because of the heat.

Time to bump this thread!

Spring time brings out the unemployables who sit out front all day.

[quote]Actually [R8], they're all white. Newfies to be exact.

Probably trust fund assholes. My co-op is starting to fill up with these types, both foreign expats and annoying Americans.

None appear to work, mummy & daddy have bought their apartments, they all claim to work in something 'creative' such as art, film, fashion etc, yet none actually appear to work, they dabble. If you ask what they do, they give you a long protracted response. None want to admit their parents are bankrolling their life.

They are always having a party or going out always dressed in extremely designer clothes, yet none have an original sense of style. I actually work in fashion.

Most are very smug, the types of gentrifiers who want to immediately change a neighborhood where others have lived for decades. Fuck them, their over priced beers, cupcakes and all the other poseur shit they're into.

they are called porch monkeys

I live in a condo and there are a couple of families on our little row that constantly let their kids out to play in the common front areas that we all have to walk through. It's so trashy and they are always running up trying to hug my dogs when we walk by. It makes me want to scream.

R134 in my experience as a Canadian most Newfies are either on government disability or welfare.

[quote]in my experience as a Canadian most Newfies are either on government disability or welfare

I was just relating the types of entitled assholes moving into my area of NYC.

I have no idea what 'newfies' mean.

See this is whole thread reeks of fascism to me. People who think you can only go outside in your private backyard, never the front, disdain for the unemployed and their shiftless lives, that we should live under HOA restrictions that control where we can be and how we can decorate our homes. Personally, I think people should do their own thing, and I would have imagined that my fellow LGBT people after being persecuted for being different would embrace that philosophy as well. But, in this thread you sound like the oppressors.

[quote]Personally, I think people should do their own thing

But what if those people are assholes?

R140 Just accept that some people are assholes, if they weren't there would be no Data Lounge.

But what if those assholes make other people's lives miserable?

They're not necessarily unemployed. Some of them work nights. I don't generally mind: I have a couple of hot young men as neighbors, and I like it when they're outside with their shirts off.

[quote]Some of them work nights.

Selling drugs.

If you live in such a neighborhood it rests on you to move yourself somewhere more upscale. I mean legitimately classier, not lipstick on a pig cookie cutter suburban developments.

Would that I could R145.

I condole you OP. What can be as frustrating as trashy neighbors? Realistically though, the best solution is to move.

I feel your pain OP. These awful hillbillies moved in next door to me and they are absolute peasants!

It's basic psychology, OP. You've been out in the "real world" and want to get away when you come home, so you are fine in the backyard away from the "noise". Someone who doesn't go into the "real world" is getting their taste of it by sitting in front of the house, sadly satisfying a yearning to go out and do more but are holding themselves back. They are craving something beyond their front yards.

I've noticed alot of seniors do the same thing - they sit in their garage with the door open getting shade, or on the front doorstep/porch. I had an old lady neighbour who always sat on the front lawn most of the day.

If I were unemployed I would spend a lot of time outdoors. Helps one feel better.