BSC Neighbors

APDSS22

My neighbors haven't been terrible.  My parents had a nosy neighbor who would call the neighborhood association, the police, or animal control whenever she was bored and report "problems" that she saw from her front window peeping through the curtains. 

She called to report "a lot of junk" that "had been there forever" when my parents moved the rabbit hutch to the side of the house before garbage day because the rabbit had died and my sister was emotional when she saw the empty hutch.  My dad just about lost it on her.  She also called animal control to report them "abandoning" their dog.  She lives outside during the day so she doesn't have to be cooped up in the house.  She has food, water, shade, toys and a dog house that she can go in if there's inclement weather.  She is on a chain because she's broken multiple invisible fences but it stretches the entire width and length of the yard.  Apparently animal control looked in on her, saw her yard littered with well-loved dog toys and kiddie pool water bowl and decided it was not an actual case of abandonment, but that one really irked us all.  Meanwhile, her adult son wanders the neighborhood trying to start up conversations with young girls.

lyndausvi

We had some awful neighbors move in about 2 months after we did.  We share a common wall.  Single mom 4 boys.  She left them home alone a lot.  To the point the younger ones would come knock on our door to tell us.    Older boys sold pot out of the house and got in other trouble.  All the cops knew them.     I had to stop sitting out on the balcony because all you heard was her yelling and screaming at the kids. The 16 year old kept running away.  It was just a sad situation all around.

Good news  for us was her landlord worked at the club also.   So we could complain to him directly. I told him about the dog attacking my dog.   He was like "what dog?  They were not allowed a dog".  Come to find out she also told him she only had 2 kids, not 4.

Within a few months she stopped paying rent and was evicted.   She some how talked her  way into a million dollar house (she worked for Sotheby's so had some connections).  Something like the house was on the market and she talked her way into paying a little rent until it sells.

 That house happened to be near the landlord of the place next to us lived.   I was told last night she was evicted from that place a few weeks ago.  The new landlord to told the old landlord she pulled all the same crap.  Didn't disclose she had a dog or 2  of the kids.  Police always coming by because the older boys were getting in trouble and of course stopped pay rent.  Breaking things in the house.  Quote from one of the boys when we saw them after they moved how they liked their new house  "it sucks, we can't break things or ride our bikes and skateboards in the house".  So yeah, a little disconnect there.

Mind you we didn't move in here until Mid-March of last year.   That means she has been evicted from 2 places in less than a year.   

I feel bad for the boys though.  A few weeks ago we saw the mom at a bar.  This was before we knew she was kicked out.  Again, lack of priority skills.

allispain

Our neighbor at our old place used to sort the leaves in her backyard. She would put them into two different piles. The ones she thought came from the trees on her property and the ones she thought came from the ones on our property that had blown into her yard due to the wind (there was no fence or anything separating the yards). She would then use her leaf blower to send "our" pile over into our yard. Crazy lady. Also, she paid a lawn service to come twice a week. So her yard was always getting professionally spruced up, but she still needed to sort those damn leaves.

In grad school, I once lived in a townhouse next to a bunch of undergrad boys who randomly liked to through raging keggers on Tuesday nights. Friday? Saturday? Fine. But Tuesday? Hell no. Especially not when their bass was turned up so loud that it made the furniture in our place vibrate. At 3:30 am. Yeah, the cops definitely got a lot of noise complaints on those kids - from us and pretty much everyone else on the block.

Gustafson28

In university I shared a washroom with the neighbouring apartment. Woke up one morning to use the washroom and it smelled so badly of vomit. Being university, I assumed one of the girls partied too hard. No big deal. Then I notice my very white towel covered in red vomit. Daiquiris and vodka cran seemed to be her drink of choice. So yup, she used my towel to clean up her vomit and then HUNG IT BACK UP on the rack. Her towel was readily available but mine was used. Whatever. So I knock on the door and ask her what happened. She's pissed at me that I was asking her about it. Then she has the balls to ask me what I want her to do about it. Um, maybe wash it? Some people man.

paperpusher

Ready for a novel?

OK, let me tell you - I've thought extensively on what I would do to the designer and builder of the one and only apartment I ever lived in.  Who the HELL designs and builds an apartment building where the bedrooms share walls?!  Did they think, "Welp, they will only be sleeping in their bedrooms, they will be courteous to their neighbors."  Fuck off!  People can be so goddamn inconsiderate it's not even funny.

My apartment was the upper one (I thank my lucky stars about that), an older lady lived below me, and beside us was an apartment that had 2 floors.  My bedroom was above the old lady's and shared a wall with the master bedroom of the one next door.

When I first moved in the tenant next door was nice.  Really sweet lady.  Quiet, kept to herself with the occasional hello when I would come home and she was on her porch.  Then she had her daughter and SIL and grandson come up for a visit which turned into never leaving.  I come home one day and their fucking beater that had broken down was parked in my spot.  Fine whatever, it's just a parking spot.  Then I noticed that the sweet lady hadn't been outside in awhile and I asked about her.  They said she moved down south.  Ummm OK then why are you still here?  They threw parties nightly and mostly kept it all downstairs, but then they would move upstairs and turn the stereo up.  I had to go over and say something a few times and when they didn't comply with my request to turn their shit music down in the bedroom next door I would call the cops and then report it to the landlord the next morning (per her request).  She was trying to build up a case against them so she could evict them.  I guess they never switched the lease out of their mothers name and were living there without the landlords permission, but she couldn't legally get rid of them.

They must have stopped paying rent because I came home one day and there was a notice taped to their door.  I didn't stop and read, but I'm pretty sure it was an eviction notice.

It was quiet next door for a little while until the person they hired to fix it up kept forgetting to turn their full blast radio off when they left for the day.  It got to the one point where I was tempted to see if the guy forgot to lock the front or back doors and I was going to go shut it off.  I did put a note on the door once that said "Please don't forget to turn the radio off".

The next tenant was a bitch.  One night I woke up around 3 AM to hear her screaming at the top of her lungs.  I panicked until I realized she was having sex.  I found it funny and went back to sleep.
Well it developed into a nightly thing and she was so fucking loud that I could hear her on my couch, in the living room, with the TV on.  It was like fucking clockwork, 3AM and 6AM.  I started having anxiety attacks just at the thought of coming home and then they would get worse when I pulled in and would see his fucking black truck sitting in the driveway.

Not kidding when I say I threw a party the day I saw the UHaul parked out front and her shit was being loaded into it.

Not long after that MIL offered up the house we are currently renting from her and I was able to get out of there before they got another tenant in.

larrygaga

I used to live across the hallway from a meth cook. It smelled so much better when they got arrested and they tore out the carpets and redid the entire apartment. 

A girl that I had to share my bathroom with was prostituting herself. In the dorms it would be a two person room connected by a bathroom, so you were sharing a bathroom with 3 other people. I wouldn't have been so bothered by if it the random dudes didn't stop to pee in the bathroom I use on their way out.

I also had a roommate who would leave her weaves lying around in the bathtub to dry or whatever. I can't tell you the scare I had because she was a white girl with black hair and it was straight and thin. I did not expect to see a weave in the bathtub and thought I was seeing the grudge or something.

All from college. I live with my boyfriend now in an area of young professionals and old people. We might be the loud terrible neighbors by comparison. 

bride2b71614

Ohhhh I have a few! The third day after FI and I moved into the apt we heard screams and thuds and thumps. It sounded like someone was getting killed. FI walked outside to see TV lights underneath our neighbors door. Turns out he has a surround sound system and a 3D TV. This surround sound system has been used to play porn, very loudly at 3 AM.

Second a few months back I had a downstairs neighbor who would get very upset and had his mommy report us to our building because "we were too loud going down the stairs." At the time, our son lived in our downstairs bedroom, and I would need to feed him. In order to avoid further problems with management I gave him my phone number to call if he had issues so that we could settle this like adults. Well, he decided to call every day at every hour, even when we weren't near the stairwell. Needless to say I reported him to management for harassment. He would do this with other neighbors as well. Sadly this person had undiagnosed mental health issues prior to moving into our building, and was hospitalized for some time. I don't think he lives here anymore

FutureMrsN3312

H and I live on the top floor of our building.  We never hear our neighbors EXCEPT the guy across the hall.  Actually it's not even him, it's his kids.  I assume he's divorced and has his 2 boys a few nights a week.  These kids are total animals.  I totally get that kids are kids.  They make noise.  That's what they do.  But he lets them run relay races in the common hallway at 8am on a Saturday and never corrects their behavior that could disturb other people.

I believe it was 2 or 3 weeks ago on a Friday night.  H and I are laying in bed trying to go to sleep.  It's 11:30 and these kids sound like they are wrestling.  We can hear them yelling and what sounds like banging into the walls.  It got so bad my dishes and glasses were shaking in my kitchen cabinets.  I got up and was going to go over there and say something (cue over tired cranky pregnant lady here) but H said he would go handle it.  10 mins goes by and H isn't back.  I'm like WTF.  I'm sitting in bed listening for fighting of any kind.  H comes back and says that the guy wouldn't even come to the door.  Seriously dude?!?

I can't help but give this the stink eye when I see him.  I get kids make noise and it may be hard to keep them entertained but have some respect for your neighbors.  I don't think keeping quiet at 11:30 at night is asking for much.  

Thankfully he's the only issue we have.  Hope it stays that way or he buys a house.  *Fingers crossed*

LakeR2014

luckya23 said:

I have neighbors that spend every spare second on their yard.  When it rains, the dude takes out his leaf blower and BLOW DRIES HIS GRASS.

They also come over and knock on the door if you or your guests park in front of their house... on the public street. 

 

@luckya23 I can one up you.   We actually have to post someone out in front of our house with cones when having guests over so they do not park in front of our neighbors mailbox, because if they do, apparently he won't get his mail and he needs his mail (this restriction applies to all days and times of the week).   That's not the crazy part....the crazy part is that if we don't do this....he will come out weilding a knife to defend his mailbox and right to mail.   Yup, he's done it before, multiple times.  

drunkenwitch

thespeshulestsnowflake said:

My BF lives in an apartment building and the lady downstairs from his is odd. We've only had one interaction with her but it stuck with us.

We were attempting to walk the kitten on a leash outside, but he wasn't having it. We claim the little guy is agoraphobic, but we keep trying to see if that changes. We had him outside for about fifteen minutes and he was done. I had picked him up and was carrying him back to the apartment. She was on her patio and being friendly, we waved. She looked at us and him and said "I am terrified of cats."

We were taken aback, but said, "He's on a leash." And all she replied was "I am terrified of cats."

We went back inside his apartment and started cracking up that she was "terrified" of this small black kitten who wanted nothing more than to go back inside. Now we just joke about how terrifying he is.

Science has proven that kittens think about murder All day.