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Is it bad that I loathe my next door neighbor?
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Scout
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Dec 07, 2010 08:40PM
Sarah, I know what you're going through. I think excessive noise is as much an intrusion as someone physically trespassing on your property. Hopefully, the legal system will begin to recognize this and treat it accordingly.
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He was railing about something this morning when I got up. I could hear the cursing, but nothing else, and I couldn't tell whether his wife was still there or had left him to shout to himself.Maybe I should keep a journal of it for when he goes around the bend for real. I can't tell if he's mentally disturbed or just a chef with a temper.
Or a mentally disturbed chef with a temper.
I could fill a creepy book with creepy stories about neighbors that I've had.There was the lady who I could hear sobbing into the night through the thin walls seperating us. Her teen son was always getting arrested. One time she came over to my place demanding to know where he was. I'd spoken to the kid ONCE! (He petted my dog.) As if I seduced minors and brought them into my lair? What the hell? She even tried to come inside. (I was about 21 at the time.)
Or the cancer patient I dubbed "Crazy old Joe". He'd bang on my door at 3 a.m. complaining of a "whirring noise".
Or the one who stole my dog.
Or the crazy (she had psych meds filled in my mom's pharmacy so I know she was nuts) woman who spied into my bathroom with binoculars.
Or the two kids I had to stop from beating a cat to death with a whiffle bat.
Or any of the ones who threatened to have me sued/actually called the cops because my dog got loose once.
Neighbors are EVIL.
And I didn't even mention the psycho who molested my childhood friend and his daughter who was also my friend. I spant the night once and ran home at midnight. (I crashed my car into his tree when I was fifteen. An accident or perhaps it was subconcious. I HATED that guy.)
Sounds like you've had more than your share of bad neighbors. Listening to my neighbor's loud, obnoxious talk radio crap today can't compare to what you've been through. I never retaliate, but I've had fantasies of blasting Dylan in his direction over 12-foot speakers.
Scout wrote: "Sounds like you've had more than your share of bad neighbors. Listening to my neighbor's loud, obnoxious talk radio crap today can't compare to what you've been through. I never retaliate, but but I've had fantasies of blasting Dylan in his direction over 12-foot speakers. ."When our old neighbors were renovating their side of our duplex, before they even moved in, they had obnoxious contractors who came in at 6 every morning with power tools. I was playing every night at that time, and super pissed off to be woken that early. I would go over and beg them to do something else for the early hours, but they just laughed. So I started turning my amp to the wall, turning it up to ten, and then handing the guitar over to Zu, since she doesn't play guitar.
Alas, my amp only goes to ten. I'll have to see if Nigel Tufnel will loan me his.
Earflaps and built in noise-canceling headphones? Sold.
OK, I have happy news. My piggy, underprivileged spoiled rotten neighbor (see message 11) just lost his liquor license. His parents bought him a bar ($750,000) as a graduation present. Police were called to the bar more than 100 times in the past 12 months, so the city council YANKED the bastard's liquor license. I am incredibly happy about this. I've been telling the guy to shut up/pick up his trash/take care of his poor elderly dog etc. since 1996. Enough.
A bar as a graduation present?? Sounds like he was set-up to be a royal douchebag from day one.
Right. This was after they bought their darling freshman boy a house to live in during college (right next door to me.) Seriously, did they expect him to be a model citizen by handing him things on a silver platter?
So what the hell did he major in in college that made a gift of a bar make any sense what-so-ever? I mean, why spend all the money sending their little precious to college when they could have just bought the bar for his sorry ass without all the extra expense.
this is really weird, and so, sooooo bad. my bf and i lived in our last apartment, and a crazy asian guy moved in below us. he would bang on the ceiling at, say, 3 a.m., and any other time he felt like it; blast weird wailing music at all hours, left us an xmas card that said wooton--whoever *that's* supposed to be--says we are evil and in, like, collusion with the devil. he was a real psycho, all the people in the building were afraid of him, he never paid rent or electric since he'd moved in. he had weird religous cartoons taped all over his front door. i wrote a gazillion letters to management, lots of people wrote letters, and whenever the landlord and super went to his door, he wouldn't open it. (they ripped all the cartoons off the door, though.) we always had to call the police, other people called the police, and he wouldn't open the door for them either, no matter how much they yelled and pounded. i have to tell you, finally, after a year my bf beat the crap outta him, and we moved--to a great new place. yay!but...on moving day, you know there's gonna be noise moving in, right? and the f-head downstairs in the new place starts banging. this guy sounds like a pinball bouncing off all the walls, and he blasts classical music (which is, i have to admit, better than crazy wailing)so we ignored it, wtf, ya know? so then the cops show up, and they just look at us and the moving guys moving in, and we discover...some FN CRAZY PSYCHO ASIAN guy lived below us! AGAIN!!!! the cops told us they knew he was crazy. management and the doormen and the super & maintenance people told us he was crazy, and the neighbors told us he was CRAZY! how the **f** do you end up moving from one bizarre situation back into the very, VERY--exactly!--same situation?????? espec when it's so da*n weird to begin with????
a couple months later, we get a call from some girl and her bf who'd moved into that apt, asking us questions about the psycho. they had to move out too.
one day my bf saw a porter from our old building we had really liked, who told him the police came and finally broke down the lunatic's door. they freaking found weapons there, cuffed him, and took him away.
we are moving again at the end of the month; i've been asking all the realtors who lives below, above, and next door to the apts we look at. no *way* that is happening again.
the end.
Angela wrote: "So what the hell did he major in in college that made a gift of a bar make any sense what-so-ever? I mean, why spend all the money sending their little precious to college when they could have just..."Master's Degree in business.
Cynthia wrote: "Master's Degree in business. "Oh good, they didn't just opt for the cheaper BS degree.
Loathe thy neighbor as ye would thyself.
I think my neighbor on one side kind of hate me. That's fine. I don't cut my grass to their standards.
I don't cut the grass to my neighbour’s standards either. We currently have an unspoken arrangement. I cut the grass, they rake & keep the road clear of leaf debris. They hate me.
Well you are right. It probably isn't me they hate, and hate is probably much too strong a word.
Sounds like you need to have a drink with them.
I might have a drink with them before I leave. We are moving in a few weeks.
I didn't hate my neighbor, but I would gladly have shot him to have some peace. I had tried to be a good neighbor and let things go, but I finally had enough and called the police a couple of times, and he stopped harassing me. Some people will push you until you push back.
Sally wrote: "Ok, I have two other neighbors I also hate. Well, dislike. I don't hate them as much as Mr. Sweatpants. We have two different yupsters. Whatever is the term for this, they are dudes in their 3..."
Is a yupster a combo of Yuppie and Hipster?
Cynthia wrote: "Is a yupster a combo of Yuppie and Hipster?"
It's any moron with a goatee and a shiny shirt.
It's any moron with a goatee and a shiny shirt.
Ok, got it. Do they have retro glasses as well?
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Sally wrote: "He is maybe 50 something. Grey haired, sweats wearing, never house leaving, don't know what he does for $$. Apparently adopted a foster kid sometime in the 90s. Foster kid was abused, beaten, m..."
Damn Sally, you have such crappy neighbours. Don't wanna seem mean, but don't feel bad that you can't stand them. I know this was written several years ago, but did you manage to move away from this neighbourhood or do you still live there?
Never really had such bad neighbours, but bad nonetheless. My family lived opposite a neat freak man who used to mow his garden like twice a week. Next to that house: depressed man with wife + kids, with a rabid dog. Next to us on the left was a mean Asian woman (not generalising but she was really rude and nosy) with a quiet husband. On the right was an elderly couple with many dogs. These dogs would howl every goddamn evening and used to wake me up some nights. Seems like dogs were the issue for me.
I left my house key in the back yard last Saturday when I hung the washing on the line. I didn't realise until the following day. Who picked up my key? I had to get the locks changed .
::sighs, tosses key in rubbish bin, formulates new plan::
::wonders why chihuahuas never showed up. pouts::
::takes freshly drawn blueprints for Phil's master plan and hides them under a loose floorboard::
BunWat wrote: "So do I keep building the shock tower or not?"I have no idea but I am returning to my pet project that consists of a giant crystal that syphons energy from the sun.
Woo hoo!Where do you want to go to vacation?
Some place warm. (Not Mexico, thanks.)
I don't want to have to wear a thermal shield suit. Hmmm. Bora Bora?
Best idea! Yay! We are going to Sydney!
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