Neighbor Brats - Know What I Mean?

Woke up this morning and my dad tells me there are a couple small scratches in the flames I painted on his 04 Stang. Went out to look at them, and hear something rustling behing our car port, but I figured it was just the neighbor's daughter and her cousin playing in the trees. Beside our car port is a row of pine trees, and the cab and bed of the 41 Ford, waiting for someone to do something with them.
Just before I walk back into the house I hear something rattling, sounds like a spray paint can... So I go back to check it out, green spray paint on the side of our carport and on the back of the cab. Nothing serious, could have been worse, but they had no right to mess with stuff that wasn't theirs. It wasn't even on their property, the trees begin our property line.
They were punished by their parents, and came back crying and apologized. I think they are around 10 or so, could be dead wrong though. Anyone have any other stories of kids messing with your stuff?

 

At least these parents were good about it, and had the kids come over and apologize. Hopefully, they will offer to do something about your house and truck. Some people get an attitude when someone catches their kids up to no good.

 

You didn't say they undid the bad deed, so I'm assuming they didn't? Hope I'm wrong, but if you accepted the apology, before they removed the DAMAGE, VANDALISM, then they learned the wrong lesson.

 

Our old neighbourhood before we moved to an acreage....... we lived on a cul de sac. My next door neighbour was coming home from work and a couple of kids( 7 & 9 at the time) from across the street threw rocks at his car as he was driving by. Dented the side of his car pretty good. When he went and complained to the mother, she copped and attitude like it was his fault. Moved that winter so I don't know how things have progressed with those two kids... but they didn't appear heading in the right direction

Was just hard to believe the mother was pissed. Part of what's wrong in the world today I think. When I was a kid (holy shit, never thought I'd say that) I was taught respect for other peoples things, seems to be not so important anymore. I know we certainly teach it to our kids.

 

Maybe this would be a good time to ask the kids (with their parent's permission, of course) if they'd like to help you on the cars or you could show them your car, let them sit in it, take them for a spin around the block, etc. If you make friends with them, they're less likely to damage your property and there might just be a couple more young'uns to buy your car when you get too damn old to drive it !!

 

When I was in Jr. High, some kids in my class thought it'd be funny to egg our house. Ha ha.

We found out who did it, called the cops, they investigated (played real hardball), and the kids "cried like babies." My dad didn't accept their appology...he figured it was fair that the kids all come over and scrub the egg off his house (brick first floor, cedar siding on the second), under all their fathers' direct supervision. Ha ha.

It was all real funny when they first got there...no big deal. But after spending about 3 hours in 40-degree weather with their hands in buckets of water, and going up and down a ladder to the second story, it wasn't all that funny any more. And while their dad's weren't working, they got real tired of standing there in the cold watching their kids.

THAT was a lesson.

The one thing I really remember was one of the dads, early in the clean-up, looked over at my dad and said "well, we've all done stuff like this..." and chuckled. Dad looked at him and said "no, actually, I never felt the need to destroy or wreck other people's property when I was a kid. My parents raised me better than that." and then he turned around and walked into the house.

I'd go over to those kid's house and tell the parents "You know, I'd have thought by now you would have sent your kids over to repair the damage they caused, but I haven't seen them or you. When can I expect them to take care of it?" And if they blow you off, call the police, ask for a patrolman to come out and have a talk with the parents.

-Brad

 

yes,i have many stories,but the thing is,,i was always one of those kids! haha(we never damaged anyones property though)

sorry,,it does suck though,,a couple of summers ago me and the ol lady were laying in bed watching tv,,i kept hearing a pecking sound on the house,,,i went into " NINJA mode " and went to check it out,,the grandchildren of the old people whose backyard meets up with ours thought it would be funny to throw gravel at our house so while still in super stealth NINJA mode i snuck over to the end of the fence and waited for them,,i jumped out and yelled and chased them!! hahaha,,i didnt try to catch them,but just scare them..hahaha

 

No, they haven't cleaned it up yet, however their mother said once she found a product that would clean it, they would be over to fix it...

Butt reynolds, I enjoy the stealth ninja story... lol

 

i'd casterate them, simple yet effective

 

When she gets to visit them in prison, look at them through that one inch thick glass, and talk to them on that antique looking telephone, then, maybe, she'll get the picture, but probably not.

There's a local woman here, that actually bought a Bail Bonds company, after her second old man commited suicide, just like the first one did, just to keep her two rotten bastards out of jail. Each one had over 150 different charges. One is now doing a 25 spot for cooking Meth, the other is out for now, wearing an ankle bracelet, but he'll go back to prison eventually. All in good time.

pigpen

 

Your lucky. IMHO most parent's today would fight you tooth and nail claiming that if their kid said they didn't do it, then THEY DIDN"T DO IT.End of story.

 

There ya go - cut the nuts off the young lady....


Mutt

 

My old man ALWAYS knew when I was lying and he'd tell me to my face that he knew I was lying. Even if he couldn't prove it let me know that he was on to me. I never destroyed anyone's property 'cuz I was scared of the cops but even more scared of my folks.

I've said it before - 95% of what's wrong with this country can be traced directly back to bad upbringing.

 

It seems that in todays society people refuse to take responsbility for their actions. I have pretty good neighbors and dont really have a problem with any of them. We are looking for a bigger nicer home so Im sure I will wind up with some P.O.S. neighbor who thinks their kid(s) do no wrong..

example: getting cut off in traffic and blowing the horn at the offender usually gets you the finger rather than an appology.

so for you to get the parents to accept the fact that you caught their kids and are willing to fix the damage to me is a rarety today.

I may be way off on this but thats what Im seeing today...

 

The little kids in my neighborhood are destined to be either crackheads, or mormans... They go door to door trying to sell the old candy from their house that no ones ate... they did it 3 times last summer.... "Wanna buy a twinkie!?!?!"

As far as damage goes though, my driveway is behind my house (alley access) and I was in my office and kept hearing this noise. Couldn't figure out what it was but could hear kids so, eh their just playing. But it kept going... bop... bop... bop bop.... bop..... then CRASH... something just hit the garage door (single sided uninsulated door, makes alot of noise when you hit it) I look out the window and three 10 year old kids are taking apples that had fallen off my apple tree and were THROWING THEM AT MY TRUCK! Out the front door and around the side of the house I go, not looking at any of them untill I'm close enough to catch at least one of them should they deside to run, thinking to myeslf "I'm still a kid myself and their making ME have to do this?..." I grab the first kid by his shoulder, and sure as shit the third kid drops his apples and bolts! Stood there a minute while the two tried to talk their way out of what they were doing...trying to think of what I would have hated the most when I was 10, and got caught doing something I wasn't suppose to be doing. After a minute of investigation to make sure they didn't dent the truck or the garage door... (good aim for 10 year olds, but no damage) When it donned on me what to do.... I walked each one of those little bastards home... and they begged me not to do it the WHOLE WAY!

First one was a smart little shit, he ran in the house real fast... I knock on the door and he's already trying to talk his way out of it... mom was PISSED... and judging by her questions, was praying to god there was no property damage. Second one tried to slip into his house but I grabbed him and knocked on the door. Another PISSED mom worried about property damage, who got back up from HER mom that was there who I thought was going to take the kids head off. I'd of been scared shitless if my grandma had of talked to me like she did to him. So I asked where the third kid lived (his own friend helped rat him out ) Went to that house and the kid LIED about it!!! I about fell over laughing... mom was upset but I don't think she did anything (unless she one off those calm when people are around but as soon as their alone.... the gloves come off, type chicks) , again with the property damage questions, but as soon as she found out there wasn't any she kind of relaxed, thanked me for letting her know and said it wouldn't happen again. But I told her the same thing I told the other two... I see them little kids again, near my yard, my apple tree, or any of my cars, they'd be taking a ride in a cop car, and it wouldn't be to come home.

They all thought said it was a good idea, which scared me (what kind of mother thinks her kid going to jail is a GOOD idea?????) but I was told by my mom that it's a scare tactic to show the kid that they too, mean business.....

 

Well, i'm going to give the a kids (well, 14, yeah, that's still a kid, lol) perspective on this:

What a load of BS!!! what these kids have done is just plain wrong. I myself have done some stupid things and have probably defaced property, etc., even to my own parents. I'm not perfect, but, i wouldn't throw stuff at peoples cars!!! yeah, i've written in the dirt on cars, which, i guess i shouldn't have, and i felt guilty about it... but, still, throwing apples at a truck, or rocks?!? what the hell are these kids thinking?!?

Once i start driving, if anyone throws something at whatever it is i'm driving, and hit it, i garauntee you there's going to be hell to pay!!!

So, yes, i'll admit and say that i myself have done wrong, i've written in the dirt and that can scratch the paint, etc., etc... but, i would never throw an apple at a car or truck...

anyway, done with my rant...

 

I try to stay pro-active on it, and give the kids something productive to do. I know they have parents, but I also know they may not have as much guidance as I did. So if I have time I help them with their bikes and last summer I paid them to help paint my house and garage. It teaches them skills and keeps my on their good side, in case they ever want to get delinquint.

This is a quickie "rat" chopper I whipped them up out of a bike I found in the alley. He's taking it apart and we just painted it black with red wheels....classic. It's 40 and snowing and I told him the paint will probably need to get redone when it's nice out, but we didn't have anything better to do.

Though I do agree that once they have messed up, they need to be taught that actions have consequences. If they don't learn that early... we'll just have to build more jails.

 

when i was around 5 or 6 our neighbor had just got her dodge duster painted 76 orange. i went over and carved my initials in the rear quater panel with a sharp rock. needless to say i got my ass whooped...and to this day i hate that fuckin 76 orange...!!!

 

I tried to take the preventative approach with the kids across the street. Saw them riding their bike with flat tires, called them over and filled their tires at my garage. They were really appreciative at the time.... A week later I find a 7 inch dent in the door of my car with white plastic/rubber smeared in the center of it... right at the height of the handlebar grip. Paint scuffed down the side of the car on and off down the whole side...

Didn't see the kids or the bike for at least a month and never heard from the mother or kids about it.

I'm raising my kid better than that.

Flatman

 

A few years back I got a call at work (I work Midnight shift) that a neighborhood kid got caught slashing two of the tires on a old car I had.
I beat feet home and there was the cops the mom and the kid. Picture this here was the kid (about 14 or 15) his pants hanging around the lower parts of his ass hat on backwards and full of I am a badass additude. I walked up and told the cop I was the owner of the car and he explained what happened a Neighbor caught him slashing my tires and got ahold of him while his wife called the cops. meanwhile this kid stood there with his "I'm bad Rapper homie nobody wont fuck with me since I am a badass..." well you know.. I turned to him slowly looked straight in his eye and said quietly "You are damnlucky I didnt catch you and the cops are here" then turned back to the cop and mom to decide what to do about this deal I heard him say "Oh Shit" and turned back His pants was pulled up and he turned his hat around and looked like the scared kid that he was.
I asked his mother what she was going to do about this situation and would he pay for the damage Yes on the damage payment He was going to have to sell his snowboard to cover it.
To add to it I said that would she agree to have him stop by on Saturday morning jack up my car remove the tires take them to a tire shop have them replaced then Reinstall them with my supervision?? She thought that was a wonderful idea. I told her that I would call around and get info as to where to buy the tires and have them swapped then got her phone #.
His older brother arrived and asket me as to what I thought the damages would amount to I guessed arond $250-300 He reached into his wallet and tried to hand me 300 cash I told him I didnt want his money I wanted the kid to fix his handywork so put your wallet away.
Saturday they showed up removed the tires took them down had em mounted and balanced the I watched him to Reinstall them.
This happened at the end of March where the tire stores was swamped with folks having their studded tires removed so this ordeal took him and his mom all day to do I am sure he got an ass chewing about how he screwed up her Saturday the whole time too.
I seen him a year ago and he thanked me on a lesson about personal responsability that he will never forget.

Dawg

 

This is what's wrong with a lot of kids. If they're not more afraid of their parents than the cops, they do this kind of crap and don't care. I have a friend who was raised that way, she and her friends raised their share of hell, but she turned out a responsible adult - and the only one of the 5 kids to graduate college, she went to med school and became a doctor. She told me basically the same thing, that she was more afraid of her parents when she got into big trouble than of going to jail.


The youngest girl, on the other hand, by then her folks didn't care and she's been in all kinds of trouble, involved with drugs, even picked up an STD if I remember right. Now is getting married to a guy in the militaty, who she'll probably be cheating on the next long shift he does out on a submarine somewhere with no communication home.


I figure give the parents one chance to shape them up, just like the original poster did - if they act like assholes about it, especially if there is damage, call the police then and there. If they're good about it and try to make the kids behave, then work with them on it if the kids keep it up.


I've been in two junkyards now where one side of the yard every car has it's windows all shot out of it by kids, eveyrhting they could shoot at without actually trespassing. I hate vandals, they're right up there with people who abuse animals and young kids on the list of the kinds of people who need to be removed from the gene pool.

 

I know exactly what you mean.

I kept one of my cars, in my drive, covered with a nice heavy car cover (the fit-your-car kind, not the universal flimsy ones), parked in front of my garage door.

Mind you, my driveway goes into my back yard, the garage is separate from the house.

It does, however, unfortunately, run alongside the neighbor's yard on the driver's side...only separated by a wooden stockade-style fence.

One evening I heard a few strange "ping" sounds...outside...in the summer. My windows were open. I looked out my back window but didn't see anything.

Next day, I go out to the garage, and pass by the car, and I notice a few tiny round holes in my car cover, and see a couple BB's laying on the concrete.

I lift the cover off, and in alighnment with each of the round holes in the cover is a nice, fresh, BB-sized dent in the side of my car, complete with missing paint and all. 3 shots total.

I went over to my neighbor's house...and got their Mom. I explained to them what I found, and she was sympathetic. There was no way they could have come from anywhere else but "their side of the fence". The car had been in the same place for a month, and when covered (despite the fact that the cover has holes in it now) it did not have 3 BB shots to the rear quarter panel. She left me saying she felt awful, with tears in her eyes, saying "Wait till their father comes home..."

2 hours later, Dad comes home, comes to my door. "I don't see how my boy's could have done that to your car, I took that BB gun away from them 2 weeks ago!", um...DUH was all I could think. I couldn't believe he admitted that to me! "WHY did you take it away?" was my only response...he didn't respond.

I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't believe he was sticking up for his rat-bastard kids (who are the devil for other reasons by the way).

I showed him the evidence. The holes in the cover; explained to him the car hadn't moved in over a month...all he could say was "how do I know that you didn't buy that car that way!" I explained to him that the FRESH BB marks which dented my car had removed the PAINT, and if I had let it go 30+ days, it surely would have RUSTED in those spots by now...not to mention, there were HOLES in the COVER, something I didn't have when I bought the car!

He stood his ground..."You're always blaming my boys for damage to your cars!" (I had accused them of opening their van doors into the side of my Impala previously, I had some nice white door dings/scrapes that lined up prefectly with their white Windstar's front doors if I parked in the section of my drive that is only 6" away from theirs...) And I hadn't parked next to anyone at work the day before that had a car that matched the damage...

End result- nothing. Mother swore up and down the damage repair would come out of the kid's allowance...father denied "his" kid did it...they never did anything and that was 3 years ago.

Parents sometimes need to realize their kids aren't angels and teach them a lesson instead of showing them through their actions and words how to get away with something. I'm still pissed to this day, can you tell?

 

Someday when I have and run my very own country. Vandals will lose their hands, car theives will be hung like horse theives. Cheats, ripoff artists, and the like will migrate to some other country, or wish they had. The stocks will make a comeback for bad kids and bad parents. Public floggings will be catered affairs. One strike and you're out. But, hey I'm not bitter............. lol

 

There's this country called Turkey...

 

Yea Sunday we caught 3 of Bebe's kids breaking windows out of the vacant house next to ours. I ended up haveing a major discussion with their dad and we reached an agreement, no jail time and beat to within an inch of their life.

I don't expect I've heard the end of it.

 

sounds like Dad needs an ass whoopin, trickle down ass whoopins to follow.