Everybody needs good neighbours.
How well do you know yours? Earlier we were returning home and some old boy got out of the lift on the same floor as us and asked us which flat was the Athanasopoulos family (I can't remember what name he said, I made that one up but that isn't the point). We didn't have a fucking clue and I realised we don't even know the names of most of the people who live on our floor, never mind the rest of the building.
Generally I grunt a hello at them and this annoys the wife as I don't make an effort. I can't be arsed making an effort, I know enough people.
How well do you know yours? Earlier we were returning home and some old boy got out of the lift on the same floor as us and asked us which flat was the Athanasopoulos family (I can't remember what name he said, I made that one up but that isn't the point). We didn't have a fucking clue and I realised we don't even know the names of most of the people who live on our floor, never mind the rest of the building.
Generally I grunt a hello at them and this annoys the wife as I don't make an effort. I can't be arsed making an effort, I know enough people.
