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Old 01-23-2005, 09:29 PM   #1 (permalink)
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Worst Neighbors Ever

Well I just saw on Fark a post about peoples worst neighbor experiences and was assuming that TFP folks have some pretty damn good ones too. I dont' really have anything exciting to speak of but would like to hear some of your own...good or bad.
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Old 01-23-2005, 10:02 PM   #2 (permalink)
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I've got good neighbors right now. On one side there's a family with lots of kids and a swimming pool in the back yard and since it's summer now they're always screaming and splashing and laughing, it's great. On the other side it's an old couple, the guy has some 30 year old Jaguar that he maintains, it looks a million bucks. He's a great guy, he lets us use his garbage bins if ours are too full, he always says hello and has a chat if we're both outside at the same time.

Behind me though is a creepy looking house, it's all grown over and I've seen someone shuffling around there but I've never seen or heard anyone come or go. Rumor has it that he owns this house (we're renting) and is a bit of a nutcase but I don't know for sure. We've dug up the backyard lawn three times now and fixed a fence and he's never contacted us.

So no really bad neighbor stories from me
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Old 01-23-2005, 10:04 PM   #3 (permalink)
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I once had a neighbor (while I lived with my parents) who smoked pot every night on his front porch, didn't cut his lawn for months at a time, and let his girlfriend's kids run around outside naked.
But that's nothing compared to what happened this one night. I was asleep and he came into my yard at about 3 in the morning yelling shit like "You're so fucking white, you cut your grass every fucking day." "I've got a bullet with your name on it!" All the while he was throwing rocks at our house.
My dad called the cops, but before they came he punched out a window in his own house. Apparently he messed up his hand pretty good, because they had to bring an ambulance in. Once the cops showed up, we went out to see what all would happen, and some of his friends tried to pick a fight with me and my dad. I don't think they ever ended up charging him with anything, but they had to take him to the hospital to fix up his hand.
Him and his girlfriend ended up moving out soon after that, but not before he threatened to beat up my dad one day while we were shooting hoops.
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Old 01-23-2005, 10:41 PM   #4 (permalink)
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Thank god he's gone now, but I used to have this neighbor who played unbearably loud rap music all day and all night. I live in an apartment so that's a big deal, plus he played the same songs over and over. It's worth mentioning that I can't stand rap or hip hop. I came to recognise just the bass lines of the five songs he played, since they shook the whole place. I repeatedly told him I have to get up at 6 in the morning, but that didn't stop him from blasting his music until he passed out at 2 am or whatever. I remember one day I was in the bathroom, the farthest point in my apartment from his, taking a bath. I was trying to relax for some reason, but everything kept shaking...I looked at the bathwater and it was vibrating rhythmically...thump...thumpp...thumpity-thump! Then he'd start bouncing a basketball on the floor, which literally shook the whole building. He was a decent guy when he was sober, but if you asked him to turn it down when he was drunk, he'd just crank it even louder.

He was really pretty dumb and I used to joke that his entire conversation skills consisted of six noises. All he could say was things like, "Thass thu shit, man, thass thu shit right there," "Aw HEYULL no!" and my favorite, "YEAHH!!" Try having a conversation with someone who just says that over and over no matter what. Aw HEYULL no!

One night he came home drunk and came over asking for help breaking into his house because he had locked himself out. He was smart enough to realize that he would hurt himself if he tried to climb in through the window I guess. My boyfriend and I went over there and he removed a window pane and climbed in...but not before I stepped in a big pool of piss our neighbor had just left in front of his own front door! We were just in our socks - big mistake I guess.

This guy was in tight with the local crack dealers - one time we came home and parked on the street in front of the house, only to find him playing lookout for some of them while they transacted in front of the steps. Way to help keep the neighborhood safe there, buddy.

Sometimes he'd bring home these skanky ladies and have sex with them in the middle of the day with the windows open so you could hear them - that was just plain nasty!

Sometimes his ex would let him have the kids for a day or two, and them we got to hear them screaming through the walls, "Daddy no! Daddy, stop!" Then hitting sounds. We'd call the cops on him but they never did anything.

He eventually got in a screaming fight with our other neighbor, a skinny older guy in his 60s. He pushed the older man's bicycle over and started screaming death threats at him. Nice. Thankfully, that finally got him evicted.

I sure don't miss that guy.

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Old 01-23-2005, 11:14 PM   #5 (permalink)
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I lived in a duplex for several years. The neighbors were in their 60's and the guy ended up moving to Phoenix. The lady wasn't doing well, physically she was a wreck. Bad hip, on a walker, very hard of hearing, and her eyes both had obvious cataracts. At one point I began to notice her television was getting loud. Very loud. It progressed over a month to insanity. I could pick out half the words on my side in the furthest room from her living room! Worse, she was in front of it all day and evening, only pausing for regularly scheduled food breaks. That was worse than a constant din since you were just waiting for it to fire up again. It was then I learned CNN at dial position 11 is not the best ambiance for bringing dates home. :/ It was bad enough I contemplated sneaking over the garage wall to install a high-pass filter on her set.

Fast forward 6months: I was changing jobs and moving, and had more opportunity to speak with her. Turns out she had some form of brain disorder and the surgery almost destroyed her hearing, temporarily. I did noticed the volume was better, but wasn't home as often to notice or worry why. On one of my visits to her side I got a good look at her television set. It was a little 25" antique. Big curved tube and one little speaker. It still amazes me how she managed to terrorize me and my friends with that little monophonic fossil.

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Old 01-23-2005, 11:26 PM   #6 (permalink)
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I had a neighbor who took offense to the fence I built. He claimed it was on his property we got in a dispute over the location of the fence and later that day he pulle dout his chainsaw and cut it down. We had a discussion ang agreed to hire a surveyor to determine the property line location and agreed that whoever was wrong would pay for the survey and if he was wrong he'd pay for a new fence. He lost. He never paid me for the fence and the surveyor put lien on his house for nonpayment. Ileft the fence laying on the ground where it fell when he cut it for two years. It pissed him off everytime he saw it there. Eventually he and his wiife (really nice person) got a divorece and he moved. I cleaned up the fence once he was gone.
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Old 01-24-2005, 06:21 AM   #7 (permalink)
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When my wife and I lived in Iowa, we had a neighbor who introduced herself to us right after we'd moved in with a little plastic grocery sack in her hand. We thought it was a welcoming gift, but she explained that it was cat poop she'd scooped out of her yard because she'd seen our cat pooping in her bushes. She decided to give it back.

Iowa was a very strange place.
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Old 01-24-2005, 06:36 AM   #8 (permalink)
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When my wife and I lived in Iowa, we had a neighbor who introduced herself to us right after we'd moved in with a little plastic grocery sack in her hand. We thought it was a welcoming gift, but she explained that it was cat poop she'd scooped out of her yard because she'd seen our cat pooping in her bushes. She decided to give it back.

Iowa was a very strange place.
At one town I lived in there was a lady next door who kept an immaculate yard with lush green grass and beautiful flowers. I lived in a four plex & we all shared the same huge back yard. It was four families & we all had kids. This wonderful neighbour (in the duplex next-over) would bring her dogs over, open the gate & let her dogs do their business in our yard.
One of the women in our four-plex saw her doing this one morning & promptly scooped up all the doggie crap in the yard (we had assumed all the crap had been deposited there by stray dogs) and deposited it on her front step.
I don't know if she stepped in it on her way to work or not, but it got rid of the dog poop problem.
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Old 01-24-2005, 06:37 AM   #9 (permalink)
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We had a neighbor who tore down our old, 20 foot high ficus hedge. They thought it was on their property. They were nice people and quickly bought another one to put in, but those things take decades to get that big.

some of these are too funny
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Old 01-24-2005, 06:55 AM   #10 (permalink)
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i often wonder, as i rarely have sugar - does not having sugar make you a bad neighbor?
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Old 01-24-2005, 07:04 AM   #11 (permalink)
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When I was younger, we had newlywed neighbors across the street from us. They used to fight constantly. You would hear them at all hours bitching at each other, so we became pretty accustomed to it. I don't know what set this off, but one day it got so bad, the lady hopped into her car, backed out of the driveway, then popped it back in drive, and nailed it right into the back of his car. Completely totalled her front end, and his back end.

Suffice to say, the marriage didn't last too much longer.
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Old 01-24-2005, 07:10 AM   #12 (permalink)
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I live in a rented second floor apartment. Some years ago, the first floor apartment below ours was occupied by a family that can be most accurately referred to as "white trash". I would constantly hear their mother screaming at the top of her lungs, cursing and threatening her two kids, throwing objects around, etc. while blasting country music out of their boombox. Some times there was heavy pot smoke seeping its way up through the floor into our place. Our complaints were, naturally, never dealt with, and the family has since moved out.

They have not paid the rent for about year, and the landlord was going through some drawn out legal processes to get them evicted. That could be the reason for their leaving....
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Old 01-24-2005, 07:19 AM   #13 (permalink)
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Oh yea, we also had a guy down the street that was so anal about his lawn, he would mow it, and then go back out with scissors to cut each individual blade evenly. This was a corner house, so it wasn't exactly a tiny lawn.
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Old 01-24-2005, 08:26 AM   #14 (permalink)
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I have this korean neighbor that gets very drunk at least once a week. Every time he gets drunk, he will turn on his karaoke and start singing (screaming would be more accurate) to the notes of what seems to be korean folk music untill he falls sleep. From time to time his wife would try to turn on the karaoke, and then is when all hell breaks loose, then is not only the music but the both of them fighting and shouting. Luckly enough, he is no the owner of the apartment so he will be getting evicted in little time, our building's neighbor association works well and quickly thank God.
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Old 01-24-2005, 08:42 AM   #15 (permalink)
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The house we were in before we bought the one we're in now was across the street from this guy who wouldn't let anyone turn around in his driveway. I have no idea why, but he hated anyone coming onto his property. He was totally against giving out candy for halloween. He has this stupid dog, and used to bring his dog over to our lawn to crap. That was until I picked it all up and put it on his front stairs.
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Old 01-24-2005, 09:12 AM   #16 (permalink)
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Growing up my we lived in an apartment/townhouse type place. One of our neighbors had three really bratty kids. They were always yelling, throwing stuff against the walls and if they got really bored, they would pick fights with their parents then take off running. It was somewhat amusing to watch the parents running in circles trying to catch all three kids. Kind of like a greased pig contest.

They finally moved out after two years and we hoped for good neighbors. Yeah, right! We got some guy who dressed in all black leather everyday and spent hours working on and revving his Harley. When he wasn't working on his bike, him and the "old lady" would spend their time listening to opera at what seemed like 110 decibles with their doors and windows open. We were glad to get out of there.
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Old 01-24-2005, 09:20 AM   #17 (permalink)
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The house we were in before we bought the one we're in now was across the street from this guy who wouldn't let anyone turn around in his driveway. I have no idea why, but he hated anyone coming onto his property. He was totally against giving out candy for halloween. He has this stupid dog, and used to bring his dog over to our lawn to crap. That was until I picked it all up and put it on his front stairs.

Oh man, that reminds of a neighbor we used to have who let her little lhasa apso crap on our front yard, and not bother to clean it up. At the time, we had a Great Dane, so my Mom finally took her out for a walk, and let her leave a Great Dane land mine in the lady's front yard. I wish I could say that it never happened again, but she really must not have gotten the point.
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Old 01-24-2005, 09:28 AM   #18 (permalink)
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Until they were evicted by the police in the fall, I had horrible neighbours. It was a family of three, Dad sold drugs, and Mom spent her time screaming at their idiot son who had a habit of biking around in circles in the road, too stupid to get out of the way of traffic, not that the street is that busy, he just wouldn't get out of the way.
Dad's customers would often park in our driveway if we weren't home, or park in front of it if we were. They didn't believe in taking out garbage, they had so much shit piled up on the back porch that eventually the railing broke, sending the pile into our driveway. We had racoons in our backyard all summer because of the filth next door.
We had junkies asking us for money, cigarettes, or in one case, tin foil at all hours of the morning. They'd lurk around the side of the house, looking for something to steal. For awhile I was considering keeping a crowbar by the door to chase the riffraff away with, but I think the cops took care of the squatters around the same time as the got rid of the neighbour.
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Old 01-24-2005, 10:03 AM   #19 (permalink)
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These stories are great, everybody seems to have at least one. The comments on Fark (that triggered this thread) have almost reached 500 and some of them were real gems.

Keep 'em coming!
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Old 01-24-2005, 10:22 AM   #20 (permalink)
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I had a downstairs neighbor that decided my roommates and I were being a bit loud at 3pm (apparently he worked nights). He fired 3 shots into his ceiling, which penetrated our floor, our ceiling and went into the 3rd floor apartment. It took us a while to figure out what happened, I thought one of my dumbshit roommates threw firecrackers off the balconey. He got arrested and eventually evicted, but it was a bit tense for a few weeks.
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Old 01-24-2005, 10:34 AM   #21 (permalink)
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Oh where to start....

Let's see... I was living on the second floor of a 3 family house, with another girl and me, the people downstairs had 12 people in a 3 bedroom apartment, and had all sorts of rugrats that used to run around and play outside and full volume at 7am in the morning. (my roommate and I both used to work retail, so we'd work late, then often would go out after work and not get in til the early morning hours) That noise was not appreciated.

One night we had some friends over for dinner, and were sitting in the living room talking, the music was on low, and it was about 9:00pm, the phone rings and it was the landlord, the downstairs neighbors were complaining about the noise, could we turn it down. We held the phone up, and asked the landlord if he could hear anything, he said no, and we hung up. About 30 minutes later the police arrived with an excessive noise complaint. Since we never touched the stereo, the police saw that it wasn't loud, and it was reasonable hours, they didn't have any reason for a ticket, so they left. They came back an hour later for the same complaint, and saw the same thing. An hour later, they were back, and finally ticketed the people downstairs for filing nuiscance complaints.

Same building... the people upstairs, young couple, married with 2 young girls, living in a 1 bedroom apartment, and the quintescential white trash. They would argue constantly, screaming at one another, throwing things, then Elvis would appear on the stereo (I can't help falling in love with you -- I HATE THAT SONG) and the bed springs would start to creak... for about 2o minutes then it would be silent. I think the yelling and screaming was foreplay. One night, about 3am, my roommate and I were awoken from a dead sleep - -to noises -- we both crept out of our respective bedrooms to see what the hell made that noise... She's banging on our back door, so hard that the door frame was shaking... screaming to let her in... We could hear her husband screaming down the stairs after her (now he was about 6 '5 and huge -- no freakin' way was that door getting opened) we calle dthe police and huddled by the door -- planing an escape out the front door if anything should happen. She runs out of the building to her friends across the street, and he went back upstairs where he started screaming at the kids, and you coul dhear one of the kids hit the floor and start yelling (not sure if she was hit, or fell) the police arrived seconds later, kids were taken away by social services (looked healthy when leaving) he was taken out in cuffs, and she came back home -- looking rather bruised and beaten. Police took our statements and we went on our business. Two days later... Elvis was back on the stereo and the bed springs started to creak -- The idiot took him back... My roommate and I moved broke our lease and moved out about 2 weeks later... after they had another screaming hitting match, where the police were called... and then Elvis...
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Old 01-24-2005, 03:52 PM   #22 (permalink)
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In our previous apartment, we had some pain in the butt neighbors next to us. They were young newlyweds who shared (unbeknownst to us) their apartment with her mother. One morning, hubby and I kept hearing strange noises coming from their apartment. We figured either someone had broken in or the woman was sick/hurt and needed help. Hubby broke into their apartment only to find the mother having a panic attack on the floor. We called 911 and the medics acted like it was nothing; apparently this was a common occurence. This explained an odd knock on the door from the police we had about a month previous to this incident. They knocked on our door and asked if we knew our neighbors because someone from that household had called 911 but no one was answering the door. We knew they were both at work and had no idea about the mother, so we had no idea what was going on. The cops also were called in for domestic disturbances to the same apartment several times before they moved out. We hoped for better neighbors when they left, but we weren't that fortunate. Our new neighbors were a woman, her mom, and the womans 4 year old son. The kid would just walk into our house at will; his grandmother supposedly watched him during the day but she didn't do a good job of it. One time he was at our house for 45 minutes before she woke up and noticed he was gone; a knock at the door went unnoticed. He was terribly undisciplined and always filthy; my son picked up the great phrase "that's MINE!!" from this kid. I had to keep the door locked at all times so he wouldn't just wander in.
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Old 01-24-2005, 09:57 PM   #23 (permalink)
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I've only had one really bad neighbor and one really weird neighbor.

The bad neighbor and I shared a small gravel drive that split to our respective homes. After a few weeks he stopped me in the drive to tell me to 'slow the fuck down' (I was doing 'parking lot' speed, I didn't know how much more slow I could go.) About a week later he installed a chain link fence and gate around the drive way and put a lock on it. He informed me that my driving was 'the last fucking straw' and from now on I should honk and he'll come open the gate for me. I called the landlord (of both houses, by the way) followed by the cops, who made him take it down. A month later he called the cops on me as a suspected drug dealer. Seems I slept a lot during the day (I worked nights) strange cars came by and left (A bunch of us car pooled, they parked at my house sometimes) and the lights were always on through the night (I worked nights and stayed up when I wasn't working.) The cops were nice about it. A few months later the guy moves out leaving behind (and I kid you not) several industrial size dumpsters worth of trash in his house, the shed outside and his garage.

The weird one was more fun. He lived next to me in an apartment complex. He never came out, his mailbox was full of mail order catalogs, the UPS/FedEx guy was a regular and dinner delivery was the method du jour for this fellow. In the two years I lived there, I saw him twice. Once at 4:30 in the morning when he went to get his paper and twice when I knocked on the door to make sure the funky smell coming from his apartment wasn't the smell of rotting death.
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Old 01-24-2005, 10:40 PM   #24 (permalink)
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We've had some bad neighbors. We used to live on the 2nd floor of an apartment complex and our neighbors just below us were an elderly couple and their grandson. Now, my sinuses are pretty damn sensitive to nasty shit, like pollen, and tar. Well these neighbors smoked so much that our whole fucking apartment constantly smelled like cigarettes. It was just plain disgusting and I became so ill that I couldn't even go to school (also, it is important to note that I used to have severe asthma, and the smoke did not help this situation in the least), so we broke the lease and moved the hell out in one day. The next apartment we moved to wasn't so bad until a cop and his family moved into the apartment infront of ours. The cop was a decent fellow, but his son was a major drug addict, and his parents seemed to turn the other cheek to this problem, which is ironic, because the father is a cop... What's worse is that he always had his stupid gangster buddies around. One of his stupid buddies was leaning on our car once, and my dad asked him to please not lean on our car (we didn't feel safe having the likes of these people around our vehicles to begin with), and the next day we found all the tires of our car and truck slashed. Wtf could we do? Call the cops? With no proof? So we tolerated it, and bought new tires. For no explicable reason, all of my dad's truck's tires were slashed again about a month later. We replaced the tires again. Then about three days later they were slashed again, but thankfully the lease was almost up, so we waited it out and moved again in one day, to a new apartment. And here we are. The worst that we've experienced here is neighbors playing really annoying and loud music at ungodly hours of the night, like 4AM. Also, the neighbors on our left side are a bunch of highschool kids who constantly smoke pot. We usually can't smell it though.
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Old 01-24-2005, 10:48 PM   #25 (permalink)
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I just bought my house and there's some old lady next door. I think she lives by herself.

I think she got a glimpse of me masturbating one day when I got the urge and forgot about the blinds. Mabye that's why she hasn't came over to say hi?

Is she bad? Maybe. maybe not. But at least she's quiet.

But, as far as crazy neighbors go, one story comes to mind:

My wife and I were living in a 4 plex and one the landlord’s daughter and her boyfriend/husband (not sure) were screaming and fighting in the unit across from ours. (We were both on the second floor of a two story building.) We listen with the door closed (they were that loud) and come to find out that she was pissed cause the guy had a picture of some girls tits in his car. They scream and fight for about 30 minutes then my wife has enough and she goes over there to check it out. I tell he no just call the cops let them deal with it. No, she says. I want to see if he's beating the shit out of her. Ok, I say but I'm going over there with you. My wife, being a concerned citizen knocks on the door, the pissed off chick answers it and go on to say that nothing is wrong but the guy is still pissed off, says something and she starts yelling again. At this point she goes into the kitchen and grabs a steak knife and starts swinging it at the guy. At this point I’m telling my wife to get the fuck away from this chick before she gets stabbed. Meanwhile, I'm placing myself between m wife and this crazy chick to protect her. She eventually calms down and loses the knife. She then proceeds to go downstairs, gets into her POS station wagon and proceeds to drive away. Or so we thought. She then got the idea of ramming his cavalier with her station wagon, not one, not two but THREE times. When it was said and done, his car, with the back end looking like a crumpled up piece of shit, it resting against a tree. My wife and I call the cops; give out statements and that was that. His car sat there for a good two weeks before he had it hauled off. Maybe he didn't have insurance or he had a hell of a time explaining the damage. Everytime I saw that car for those two weeks, I laughed my ass off. Couldn’t help it.

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Old 01-24-2005, 11:28 PM   #26 (permalink)
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We moved from a house to a condo three years ago when my hubby's grandmother died.... We sold the house and moved into the condo we'd inherited since he was in school and living in a condo that was paid for was a lot better on our finances than dealing with a house note.

Anyway, the complex is really small... 52 units. Half of the units are owned by one guy, who owns a huge management company that owns a bunch of other complexes. The other half are owned by individuals like us. The apartment above us is owned by the management company, so the tenants come and go.

When we first moved in, the girl above us was really quiet and really nice. We rarely saw her and never heard her, except for the occasional washing machine during the afternoon. Then she bought a house and moved. The girl that moved into the unit after her was this little bitty girl with a baby. The girl couldn't have weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet, but she walked like a 400 pound stevedore in concrete shoes. It was awful. And the baby screamed constantly, at the most insane hours of the night. Some nights she'd scream for hours before the girl would get up and deal with her. And she'd have visitors until four and five in the morning, making all sorts of noises.... not good sex noises, but fighting and stomping across the floor. And the icky boom systems in their cars, up at top volume at all hours of the day and night.

She finally moved out, and a really nice older guy moved in... he worked long, long hours, up really early and gone before we got up. And once he got home, he at dinner and went to bed, usually before 7pm. Broke my heart when he inherited his mother's house and moved. *sighs*

And we had a woman who lived next door to us for a while, with her asshole redneck boyfriend. We'd hear them fighting sometimes. I have two dachshunds, and sometimes Faust barks when he hears cars in the parking lot during the day... he's not bad, and not that loud, only barking with cause. The management company's liason called me that she got a complaint about his barking, but she didn't think much of it since she lived behind us and had never heard him, but she thought I should know. I wondered about it until I was home one afternoon, and Faust barked at the mailman... Well, turns out the redneck boyfriend was also unemployed, and slept all day on the couch in their living room which is next to ours. When Faust barked, he could hear it, and he'd bang on the wall.... Which made the dog bark more, of course. I caught him doing it.... he hit the wall so hard on his side that it nearly knocked the very valuable art I have on that wall off.... It bounced several times and I saw the glass tremble.

I was so livid, I went next door and banged on the door until he opened it. I told him that I was home and had seen/heard him banging on the wall. I told him that he was lucky... if my hubby had been home sleeping after WORKING all night, he'd have been lucky if he didn't get shot through the wall.... But that if I ever caught him again, I'd have him evicted so fast his head would spin.... I also told him that if he ever complained about my dog again, I'd make sure the landlord heard about him harrassing me. He slammed the door in my face after that, so as soon as his girlfriend got home, I told her. She wasn't a bad sort, really, just hooked up with a prick. Wasn't a month later when they moved to another apartment in the complex, a two bedroom because her daughter moved in with them. The lasted there about six months, during which time she kicked him out and then she and her daughter moved away.

My hubby's now the president of the association, and we work very closely with the management company. Deborah over there is pretty nice about who she shows the apartments adjoining ours, and so far we haven't had any complaints about the one above us or the one next to us.
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My parents once brought home a little runt of a kitten that walked funny, had a crook in its tail and a growth in its nose that kept it from breathing. We brought it home from my grandmother's backyard, where it had been abandoned by it's mother. The little thing could fit in the palm of your hand, it was so small. We weren't sure if it'd live, but we fed it and kept it warm as best as we could, and sure enough it started to get a little bigger. We had the growth cut out of its nose by the vet, and it was able to play around due to new found oxygen intake. At night it would curl up on the front of my neck as I slept and slept there (it was still real small), and occassionally I would wake up to it trying to eat my armpit hair, which it loved to smell and taste for some reason. I really loved that cat.

On September 11th, 2001, I woke up and saw the twin towers drop Live On TV. Then I had to go to class. That was a bad day. When I got home my parents told me how the little kitty was playing in the back yard when it wandered through a hole in the fence to my neighbors yard, where two german shepherds proceeded to tear it to death with their teeth. My dad hopped the fence, grabbed it and drove it to the vet to no avail.

I never met the neighbors but I hated their motherfucking dogs.
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Old 01-25-2005, 02:57 AM   #28 (permalink)
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I bought a 100 year old home in a small historic town , in January 04. Never lived near this town before, but I could not wait for a quaint, quiet lifestyle.

I did not even see my neighbor, whose home is probably 7 feet away, until June. He immediately told me he was a recluse, suffered from severe depression and was on disability. Also, he was drunk. Whoa! Way too much information in the first 5 minutes of chat. Anyway, he must have been in a manic state because he found a reason to come by everyday for 5 days. I finally blew him off (nicely) and we went back to never seeing one another.

His home is deplorable, both inside and out. His dogs have fleas and when I do yard work I bring them in with me. He will not do anything about this and I struggled all summer to keep the fleas at bay. (successfully, I might add with only a few problems)I so feel for those dogs.

In August I had 3 of my 6 week old tires slashed. I called the police and he took a report.

In November.... Let me preface this by saying that I always keep my exterior light on at night. I also keep a downstairs light on as well..... So about 3 am I hear a loud *thwap* it shook the house! I immediately got out of bed and ran down downstairs. The back door to kitchen was all out of whack. The casing was split and the bottom hinges had come off and I freaked!

Someone tried to break into my home while I was there.

The only way into my back yard is past my car in the driveway. Remember, the lights were on also. I have tons of tools near the back door that were not touched. Also, If you wanted to break in you could just break the window pane in the door and *hello* turn the door knob. There was no reason to destroy my door!

The police came once again. I have never in my 38 years EVER called the police and now I have had to call them twice within a few months!! They looked at me and said "What do you know about your neighbor?" OMG!! I told them what I knew and asked them if, off the record, they could tell me what they knew? They spilled.

The last part they told me was on election eve, he called them to say he had been abducted (to keep him from voting) and taken to a neighboring town and dropped off after the polls had closed. When they went the next day to check on him, he would not let them in. He only said to not worry about it (hostily) and said the General Ashcroft has his file and is taking care of this!

So we all believe he did this but without proof, they couldn't confront

Needless to say, I got ADT security installed.

I so wanted to move to a place without drama. Drama has kicked me in the ass. I was raking the yard and he came out and asked about the police. I just said that some f*&@in asswipe tried to break into my home. I made it clear to him that now I have a security system and a loaded gun in the home (okay, I really don't have a gun, but it couldn't hurt to tell him that, right?

Today, I came home and he has put "Private""Keep Out" and "No Trespassing" signs all over his property. The Keep Out sign is on his front door. Hell, there goes my property value huh?

Plenty of other stories, but those are the highlights. :::wearing my tinfoil hat::: Woot!
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Old 01-25-2005, 03:22 AM   #29 (permalink)
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Well, there's obviously a legal disadvantage to not having any proof about who did it. But the advantage to not being able to do anything with a lack of proof is that: He might not be the one doing it. He's suspect number one, and certainly batshit insane, but it could still be punk kids (after all, what would a recluse want to do inside your house).
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The police said that there were a couple of times that he called and was very upset because he said that someone changed the locks to his home and he couldn't get in. They said that his keys worked fine. I suspect he was highly medicated and/or drunk and forgot where he lived...

but you are right, it could be kids... but I am hoping it was my neighbor. That would be at least some sort of comfort to me, because then I would know it was because a loon is doing this... not the unknown (which would be hugely scarier)
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Old 01-25-2005, 08:25 AM   #31 (permalink)
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Well after the christmas break within 2 hours of me being back the neighbours phoned the police to report a noise complaint. Apparently it takes 2 cruisers and 4 cops to answer to a noise complaint grrrr. The other neighbour is a dealer. All day dirty sketchy people are coming and going. Crimestoppers anyone?
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Old 01-25-2005, 08:53 AM   #32 (permalink)
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Oh Boy! I do love me some bad neighbor stories!

We live in a apartment complex in a military town, so our neighbors change quite frequently.
There was one couple who was pretty much insane. She was a hypochondriac who had a "heart attack" in our living room one night. She also told everyone, including her husband, she was a published sex therapist. We found out from her mother that she never so much as finished beauty school. They fought almost constantly. She was cheating on him and wanted us to help her lie to him about it. Once he found out about it, she kicked him out, made trouble for him at work and had him arrested.

Another couple was just completely filthy. They would leave bags of trash outside their door instead of walking the 15 feet to the dumpster. The worst part was when they started chucking the diapers out the door, too.

The neighbor we (or, my husband, since I haven't been home for this one) have now is mentally retarded and on all kinds of welfare. He hangs out with teenage "thugs" who broke into his apartment one day and stole most of his stuff. They would come over at all hours, and fight with him- sometimes outside in the parking lot. A couple of times they would fight inside and knock holes in the walls/ doors. He was arrested a few weeks ago because he was sleeping with a 12 year old girl.
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Old 01-25-2005, 12:19 PM   #33 (permalink)
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His home is deplorable, both inside and out. His dogs have fleas and when I do yard work I bring them in with me. He will not do anything about this and I struggled all summer to keep the fleas at bay. (successfully, I might add with only a few problems)I so feel for those dogs.
You know that you can probably call the ASPCA on him about his dogs.... not taking care of the fleas and letting his dogs suffer like that is criminal.

As for the nutty neighbor.... Egads, man.... Maybe you should buy a gun. *grins* A ray gun. *nods* heheh
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Old 01-25-2005, 12:30 PM   #34 (permalink)
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I've lived a lot of different places, so I've had a lot of bad neighbors.

In the 80s I lived in an old converted carriage house with some apartments next door. There was a lady with kids living upstairs, and she was really unreasonable and trashy, yelling at the kids while hubby watched the superbowl at full volume and threw beer cans over the railing.

The problem came about when my cat started pooping in the little sandbox in their yard. She came over and complained about it, and I went over and cleaned up the catshit, even though the thing was also full of old tin cans and other garbage. Plus it was also full of poop from every other cat in the neighborhood, which wasn't really fair for me to have to clean up. I did oblige her, however, since she insisted that my cat "Lumpy," a little grey Manx, was the primary culprit.

Well, pretty soon she was over at my place several times a day demanding that I clean out the sandbox, and I started to have a problem with it. It didn't matter if I was busy or even sleeping in bed, there she was banging on the door yelling about it. We had words over it, and at that point I realized exactly what I was dealing with, because she demanded that I tell my cat to stay out of her sandbox. I tried to reason with her and explain that I couldn't "tell my cat" to do anything, really, but she wouldn't accept that and told me I was evil because I was trying to poison her kids by having my cat poop in their yard. Things really soured after this point, as I didn't see the point of dealing with a lunatic.

About a week after that conversation, little Lumpy didn't come home one day. I wandered around looking for her and calling her name for days, but I couldn't find her. She was missing for over a week. Finally one day I happened to look over in the neighbor's yard and noticed a board propped against the bottom of the building where it had never been before. I walked over and saw that it was wedged up against the building in such a way as to block the vent hole leading under the building. On a hunch I called, "Lumpy?" and heard a thin, pitiful mewing from behind the board. I moved the board - it was really wedged in there - and pulled little Lumpy out, and she was all skinny and miserable, after having been under the house for nearly two weeks! I never had any proof that my neighbor shut her under there, but the conclusion is obvious. Luckily Lumpy recovered.
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On one side I have an old man and his dog. They don't make much noise and the dog is a little yorkshire terrior.

On the other side I have my psychotic aunt with whom we share a driveway. She puts concrete blocks along side the driveway so we don't mess up her lawn so my brother and I went and stole them. A good escuse for this is the odds of someone damaging their car on them but after the last three years of this crazy lady's antics we decided to steal them for spite as well. She also pushed my mother(while pregnant) down a flight of stairs and threw a crock pot at her! Once she sent her son over to take my little sister because she wanted to be part of the two year old's life but refused to be nice to the rest of us.... the attempt failed of course.

The craziest neighbors I've ever had were actually my family......
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Squishor, did you call the cops? I know you dont have a video-tape, but comeo, there was a board where it didnt need to be, and your cat trapped inside...let the cops draw their own conclusions. Has anything else happened?

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He was arrested a few weeks ago because he was sleeping with a 12 year old girl.
Now that is just fucked up. First of all, I'm not sure if he knew what he was doing...maybe he just thought that he had finally found a girl who was willing to be with him. Let's hope that's the case. Now I'm sorry, but when I was twelve, I had sense enough to know what was right and wrong. That's sixth grade people! I was learning Algebra 1, Geology, American History, as well as meager conversation skills in French, Spanish, and other languages. In fact I remember that I was 14 when a twelve year old boy killed another by 'practicing WWF wrestling moves' and my history teacher said "he was twelve, that was two years ago for you...would you have known that you were killing someone two years ago?" And what overwhelmingly went through all of our minds was "YES"...twelve year olds have plenty of sense, and to be sleeping with a mentally retarted adult is just preposterous. Unless he was threatening/making her, then the blames on him. But whoever the blame is on, that is absolutely incredible.
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At our last house, we had great neighbors in a quiet subdivision, aside from one neighbor had a dalmation that would bark whenever it was out and the wind blew. They moved out after a short time, so things were quiet.

Then, my neighbor next door moved down south. The assistant prosecuting attorney in our town bought the house. She lived by herself & kept to herself, except for the fact that she had a full size poodle, sharpei, and two more yappers. She would let them outside after she got home for work. When one started to bark, they all did. I'll give anybody five or ten minutes to get their dogs in, but this bitch (not talking about the dogs) would leave them outside for an hour. What the hell are people thinking these days? Your neighbors DO NOT WANT TO LISTEN TO YOUR DOGS BARK!

We must have called the cops ten or fifteen times on her, and I swear she had a scanner (which would make sense for a prosecutor) since the dogs would magically go inside every time the cops were about to make an appearance. They talked to her a few times that we could see, but the problem never went away. I was about at the point of dipping a few steaks in anti-freeze when someone bought our house & we moved down the road.

I also had a few in college in our quad-plex that liked constantly loud music. We had it out with them (everybody listened to it loud in our building but this was never quiet!) and they finally packed up & moved somewhere else.
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Squishor, did you call the cops? I know you dont have a video-tape, but comeo, there was a board where it didnt need to be, and your cat trapped inside...let the cops draw their own conclusions. Has anything else happened?
No, I didn't call the cops, since that was back in the days when I would never call them for anything. I don't remember how things resolved themselves with the psycho neighbor, but Lumpy lived a long and timid life and was eventually killed by a racoon. She never was much of a fighter.
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Old 01-26-2005, 07:10 PM   #39 (permalink)
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I had some really awful neighbors when I was a little kid. We lived in an upstairs apartment in Silver Lake (L.A.) and the neighbors directly below us were a cop and his two daughters. I must have been about 5 and the girls were maybe 7 and 10 years old. They tormented me terribly, nonstop, and the younger girl always used to tell me that her older sister could do whatever she wanted because she was 10. They were huge bullies. I was counting the days until I'd turn 10 but there were an awful lot of them, and these girls were bigger than me. They used to tie me up in the hammock and leave me there for hours like a little worm in a coccoon...some time soon after that I became a self-proclaimed expert at undoing knots, and went around challenging people to make a knot I couldn't untie!

Anyhow, one time I went to their apartment to watch tv. Their dad was this scary guy who ruled the home with an iron fist and barked out commands. He was sitting in a recliner at the back of the room, and he made the two girls lie on the floor and change the channel for him. I lay next to them, hoping for some cartoons or something, but it was just the news and a football game. I whispered to one of them and asked if we were going to be able to watch cartoons, and they shushed me in a panic. I had never seen these tough-acting girls so scared. They had to just watch what he wanted to see or it was no tv at all. One of them raised her head and obscured his view of the tv, and he started bellowing and then brought out his police revolver and began shooting into the ceiling! The girls flattened themselves out on the floor like a couple of flounders. I was too terrified to move, and lay there on the floor for what seemed like forever until he went to the bathroon, then ran for my life. Ever after that, I lay in bed awake at night wondering if a bullet was going to come up through the floor.
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Very interesting stuff! Keep em coming! Also where the fark discussion on this, I can't find it, could someone please link me? Thanks
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