O/T Do you have a story with a neighbour from hell

whats your story with a neighbour from hell?

Yes! Funny you should ask as it just happened last night. It has nothing to do with audio, though.

My brother, sister, and I got home from watching a movie last night and we noticed some notes placed on the windshields of a few cars -- one of the cars was mine.

The notes basically said "Can't you park any better? You're taking up two spots and there's no room for me!" The funny thing was my car was in a spot only big enough for one car. So the note was really strange.

There aren't really any garages on our street, so it's either the driveway or the street for everybody. I've come home late many times and had to park around the corner. It sucks, but I've come to accept it. I don't recall ever reading that I had an inalienable right to always park on my own street.

People in the SF Bay Area always act so frickin' entitled. It bugs me.

Last house we had some new people moved in behind us, down a hill about 25' high. They had teenage boys who liked to play pool on an outdoor pool table until the wee hours of the morning. I almost hopped the fence and kicked some ass when I was drunk on Thanksgiving. We ended up moving.

New family that moved in next door had me concerned when I heard they have 7 kids, but they're nice people and I'm happy.

Why do you ask about the neighbors from hell, planning on becoming one?

I live in SF. My last apartment looked bad on the outside and gorgeous on the inside. Top floor of a 3 story flat. Hard wood floors, 12 ft ceilings, tons of sunlight.
The neighborhood was not great, but not the worst either.
Now, the neighbor that was a problem. We had a plug in our roof that we did not know about (and the land lord did not bother to tell us). This led into the crawl space accessable from a hole in our ceiling in the pantry. Our neighbor knew about it though. He used it to steal $3000.00 in camera equipment from me and my roommates, a couple hundred in cash, DVD players, playstation/nintendo64/dreamcast, and clothes. Over all we found we had lost about $5000 in ‘stuff’ Being a bunch of 20somethings we had no renters insurance.
The first time he did it, we had no idea how it happened. The 2nd time we clued in and I nailed that plug shut and had a rather 'terse' conversation with my landlord.
The worst part was 1. The neighbor was a convicted crack dealer (means he has a gun and likely violent). 2. We had 0 proof so the cops could/would not do a thing.
So, we never got any of our stuff back (I own nothing worth being shot by a crack dealer over). Of course it was with great satisfaction that I watched as 6 cruisers and more officers than I could count rushed his apartment and took him away after he was caught on video robbing a gas station with a gun.

jr

The upside was the excuse to upgrade my music system!

Damn! If this were a bad neighbor story contest, I'd say you win.

Beats my story by quite a ways.

It could have been worse (I think). But, it's something you kind of have to be prepared for when you live in 'cheap' apartments in the City. Plus, this way I won't be freaked the next time it happens and I'll have a better idea how to deal with it. As well as look for odd holes! (Keep it to yourself peter! :P)

jr

I wished I had time to write all the storys about the "HOUSE" to the left of mine. There has been 4 different sets of neighbors live there,and I cant think of one good thing to say about any of them.
Family #1s 15 year old daughter ramed my truck, and drove off with me watching the whole thing, then had the nerve to come back 30 minutes later and say "I didnt do it, I swear" before I even said anything to her.
Before that, the same girl was supposed to watch my cats while I was away on business. When I got home, the cat food bag hadnt even been opened, but the case of beer in the fridge was gone, and worst of all I found used condoms (several of them) in both bedrooms, about 75 cds missing, and a giant hole in the hallway wall.
With family #1, that is just the tip of the iceberg.

More later, I'm grilling dead bird right now.
Bray

my neighbor 'used' to let their dogs(2 beautiful irish setters) out the front door, then they would proceed directly to my yard and each take a dump.. now, i saw this happen thru the window a few times, but never bothered to say nothing til my wife and son both stepped in it on one occasion. the next morning, after their dogs came into my yard and did their business, i went and scooped it up and politely left it on their door mat on their front porch..

their dogs havent been back since, and they just sold their house.. not because of me im sure, but i am happy either way!!

bigjohn

Wow, this really makes me appreciate the neighbours that I have!

I live on a court with 24, fully detached houses. We are close with about 6 couples, and know everyone but 2 or 3 out of the whole lot. Most are like us - Middle to late 30's with 2 to 3 kids under 7.

The 7 of us who are close, usually have 3 "BIG" parties per year - Canada Day, Halloween, and New years. Everyone brings food, alcohol, and activities for the kids. A great time is had by all.

We also have Mexican or Italian nights. This is where everyone brings a different food dish for that nights theme. We eat and drink too much, but it is SO good.

Plus, we are together countless other times throughout the year. Take tonight. We were just standing around shootin' the breeze, as the kids rode their bikes around the circle. It didn't take long before the first round of pints magically appeared.

This has to be the best neighbourhood I have ever lived in. Sorry for the hijack.

i am the neighbor from hell

"Everyone brings food, alcohol, and activities for the kids."

I wish I was your kid, "Get me another beer and a steak taco, Dad."

Ron (rcvecc)
I thought that dog looked familiar.

How ‘bout my neighborhood drug-dealing pimps? One night, I was playing at Astronomy and gazing through my big binoculars. I was absorbed in the positions of Jupiter’s moons when I heard someone say, “Hey a**hole! You spyin’ on us or whut?”

I looked toward the voice and found three thugs pointing three guns at me. I tried to reason with them, but reason is lost on the ignorant. They finally decided I wasn’t going to cause trouble and left.

They were wrong. Let’s just say they left the area two days later.

1. Downstairs neighbor's toddler would run around their apartment stomping as hard as he could. Luckily, this didn't last long.

2. Next door apartment was populated for some time by at least 5 or 6 gentlemen that appeared to be part of a Puerto Rican gang. We really didn't have any problems with them....except for when they apparently didn't pay their electrical bill and decided to light their apartment using candles. Didn't much care for the couple of months waiting for the building to burn to the ground.

3. Same apartment, but a new couple who were both bad drunks who would scream at each other every once and a while when things got bad. From what I could get through the wall

, he apparently gave her a STD, which didn't go over well.

4. Now, happy in our new home, we have a loser next door neighbor that puts no effort into his yard. Two years ago, he put maybe $15K into a full yard over-haul, which look amazing. Two years later, all of the beds are over-run with weeds, many of which are well over 3 feet tall....what a total waste of money....Jackass.

Not as bad as some of those above, but these are my fun experiences.

When I was a young lad I moved out of home and into a large apartment complex with a roomate. A woman moved in below us who must have had a son named Larry.

I know this because she would go out to her patio and scream his name over and over again....like she was calling him to come home. Apparently, this Larry guy was either deaf or very disobedient. Over a period of hours, she would go out to her patio once every ten minutes and scream "Laaarryyyy!!" like 30-40 times in succesion. This happend nearly every day.

At first, it was sort of funny. Then we became curious. Who is this Larry person? We had never seen him. He never came home when she yelled for him. Eventually, we made it a point when she began yelling to try and spot the infamous Larry....but he never materialized to our knowledge. We began to think she was insane or something.

Eventually we became fed up with the constant yelling so we decided to run her off by:

1. Urinating off the deck onto her patio whenever possible. Same went for anybody puking.
2. Scooping up dog turds and placing them on her door mat late at night. We did this one often.
3. Concocting fake puke by mixing regular food items, chewing them up, and spewing it along the concrete entrance to her apartment. We also did this in the parking lot where she parked...always making sure it was all over the ground on the drivers side. We used to watch sometimes as she would get into her car from the passenger side.
4. We used alot of "Larry tactics" as well. Once we had pizza delivered to her apt. and used the name Larry. We would read the classifieds and call people who were selling things until we got an answering machine and then left a message for them to call Larry (we got her phone number from a friend that worked in the apt office). We left crazy messages on her door addressed to Larry. On and on.....you get the idea.

After about 4 months, she finally moved out.

i can only guess this story is told at many social events (beer bashes). sure am glad i was never your neighbor.
dan

KC Mike- in your story.. i am having a hard time trying to figure out which one of you was the 'neighbor from hell'??

bigjohn

bigjohn, my sentiments exactly.

KC, did you try talking to the woman first???

Yeah - I think he put one in the very first flaming bag of crap that he left on her doorstep. I'm sure that after she didn't respond to his note, he gave up on writing notes...

KC - you should feel terrible, by the way. I'm surprised YOU didnt get kicked out for creating a public nuisance and constructively evicting her.

Anyway - not that I really want to judge, as I'm sure we've all done "shitty" things to our neighbors - but I think you got lucky you didnt' end up in any trouble.

What do you think the statute of limitations is on that sort of crime?

speaking of doing "shitty" things to your neighbors, as a kid I used to fling my dog's turds over the fence (using a pooper-scooper, of course) when I was too lazy to bag them properly. The secret to not getting caught was in the distribution pattern -- not putting too many in one area of the yard. The fact that the yard was not well maintained helped, too.

Time to resurrect this thread.

Moved a year ago September, and I lucked out again. We have fantastic neighbours to our right, and everyone else within a 7 house radius are great as well.

There is one idiot further down who insists on doing "fish-tails" whenever there is snow on the ground. (Coming or going) Last week, he just about lost it into a parked minivan.

I was chomping at the bit just hoping he was gonna hit it, but no such luck.

The demographic here is late 30's to early 50's, so it's not like he just got his license and it's a novelty or anything. Just grow up, eh.

Back in the early 90s we bought this house, see. The neigbors to the south of us lived in this old house with a cracked chimney. The darn thing makes you think of the House of Usher. The elderly gentleman who was selling to us, told me that these neighbors to the south were eccentric. I soon learned that they were Wiccans. The daughter of this elderly couple informed us that the whole family were of Wiccan persuasion, and that the house was haunted and that she played with the ghosts as a child. About 2-3 years ago the Harley riding elderly Wiccan couple moved out to live with their children near a local town. Mrs. Wiccan told the wife that they were going to exorcise the ghosts from the house before they moved out so they could sell it to somebody. That was like 2 years ago and the house is still sitting there without new residents. I wonder if it is the cracked chimney, the aged roof which needs shingling badly, or the unexorcised ghosts which reside within which is keeping prospective buyers from jumping on this prime piece of real estate.

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....There is one idiot further down who insists on doing "fish-tails" whenever there is snow on the ground....

...demographic here is late 30's to early 50's, so it's not like he just got his license and it's a novelty or anything. Just grow up, eh.

I don’t condone doing that on busy streets or where parked cars our kids are… but I’m also 31 and love to do this when it snows. I remember growing up as a kid my dad doing it for kicks when we were in the car. I’m sure he still does it too.

It’s also a great defensive driving skill for if you end up in a slide

But alas, there’s a time and place to play.

Our old neighbour used to park on the street and run an extension cord out to her car in winter to plug in the block heater. If anybody parked in the public street in front of her house, she would go tell them to move as it is "her spot"

The story that really pushed us over the edge is her cat used to climb on our window and taunt our cat and scratch at the window. It wrecked 3 screens and all my neighbour said was..." I cant stop it, so just send me the bill for repairs"

That is when I installed a metal screen on the window myself and got an electric fence control and connected it to the metal screen. I'm sure that cat got a jolt the first time it touched it

. A couple months later it got hit by a car and I disconnected the device. It sucked, but thats Karma I guess.

When I was a teen we lived next door to an older gentlemen and he was quite set in his ways. I had a 67 Comet that you could see the road as you drove when you looked down at the floor, fenders nearly rusted off etc. and he would always ask me to not park in front of his house, so his kids would have some place to park when they came over, funny thing is I never saw anybody else ever go to his house and he had a driveway for parking.

I loved that car, eventually put in new floorpans and fixed up some of the other bad spots before selling it.

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When I was a young lad I moved out of home and into a large apartment complex with a roomate. A woman moved in below us who must have had a son named Larry.
 
 I know this because she would go out to her patio and scream his name over and over again....like she was calling him to come home. Apparently, this Larry guy was either deaf or very disobedient. Over a period of hours, she would go out to her patio once every ten minutes and scream "Laaarryyyy!!" like 30-40 times in succesion. This happend nearly every day.
 
 At first, it was sort of funny. Then we became curious. Who is this Larry person? We had never seen him. He never came home when she yelled for him. Eventually, we made it a point when she began yelling to try and spot the infamous Larry....but he never materialized to our knowledge. We began to think she was insane or something.
 
 Eventually we became fed up with the constant yelling so we decided to run her off by:
 
 1. Urinating off the deck onto her patio whenever possible. Same went for anybody puking.
 2. Scooping up dog turds and placing them on her door mat late at night. We did this one often.
 3. Concocting fake puke by mixing regular food items, chewing them up, and spewing it along the concrete entrance to her apartment. We also did this in the parking lot where she parked...always making sure it was all over the ground on the drivers side. We used to watch sometimes as she would get into her car from the passenger side.
 4. We used alot of "Larry tactics" as well. Once we had pizza delivered to her apt. and used the name Larry. We would read the classifieds and call people who were selling things until we got an answering machine and then left a message for them to call Larry (we got her phone number from a friend that worked in the apt office). We left crazy messages on her door addressed to Larry. On and on.....you get the idea.
 
 After about 4 months, she finally moved out.

Yes indeed, it's really cool to pick on people like that - especially if they have mental health issues. I'm sure it helps them make their way through an already difficult life.