Three gruff-appearing bikers entered the truck stop where an elderly man was dining.
The first biker chuckled and sat down at the counter after poking his cigarette into the elderly man’s pie as they passed him.
Taking up the old man’s milk, the second motorcyclist spat into it. Before stepping up to the counter with the other bikers, the third one turned over the old man’s plate.
Putting down his money, the old man stood up and walked out of the café without a word to the laughing bikers. The waitress heard one of the bikers ask, “Not much of a man, was he?”
Furthermore, not much of a truck driver, the waitress retorted. Just now, he backed his large vehicle over three motorcyclists!
Neighbors Kept Their Distance after I Moved In, until I Found Out the Shocking Reason
I moved into a new neighborhood, hoping to find new friends and the comfort of suburban life. However, no one was happy to see me.
Citizens avoided me, and neighbors peeked at me behind their fences. One day, I discovered something that sent shivers down my spine. Could this be the real reason for their hostility?I had just moved into a new house, rented through an agency, in a small suburb. It was a quaint little place with neat lawns and friendly-looking homes.
I had hoped for a peaceful and friendly life, imagining neighbors stopping by to say hello and welcoming me to the community. But that didn’t happen. From the first day, I noticed the cold shoulders. People didn’t greet me or even make eye contact. It was as if I was invisible.
I tried not to let it bother me, but it was hard not to feel lonely. One sunny afternoon, I was watering the flowers in my front yard when I saw a little girl riding her bike down the street.
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