Ever since I retired, I have been in charge of the neighborhood watch.
I don’t think anyone in the neighborhood even cares, but I do.
I spend a lot of time on my front porch anyway, and since I live alone I spend a lot more time looking out my front windows. I keep an eye on the street, seeing who comes and goes, and if anyone out of place shows up. I know most everyone thinks that I am an old busybody, and maybe I am, but I do see some interesting things. Two weeks ago I saw the HVAC repair truck parked out in front of the Harris house. Mike and Danielle Harris live just across the street from me, and seem like nice enough people. Two days later that same HVAC truck was back, and stayed for about an hour before the tech came out of the house and drove away. I thought that they were just having some major air conditioning issues, especially when the van showed up again two days later! I saw Mike walking the dog early one morning before work, so I called out to him and asked him about the air conditioning issues. Mike said the AC in his house was working great, so I asked about why the HVAC tech kept coming by during the day. As I suspected, Mike went home fuming mad, because we both knew there was no problem with his air conditioning. There was, however, a problem with his wife, one that the HVAC tech had been working on all week!