Went after the other neighbor with a weed whacker after the other neighbor had dumped a bucket of water on the first neighbors wife.
That's quite the neighborhood spat
They still live next door to each other but there is a restraining order in place.
He was the former building manager, but retired and still lived in the same building complex.
He would simply stand at his window facing one of the entrances to the complex every day when it was warm enough and angrily shout nonsensical things at anyone passing through. Fun times, luckily I lived there only for a year.
I knew a little kid like that lol. He was on the second floor balcony and would throw and roast people who walked by. He always had something funny to say. Never left the balcony though.
I actually somehow befriended him at one point when I roasted him back and he wouldn't roast me anymore, but kept on throwing things at me.
I remember one time we were playing soccer and our ball fell into their balcony and his mom came out and just popped it with a knife then threw it back at us. Now looking back, I feel really bad for the kid
I once had a roommate in the basement who basically never left his room. He used to wear some kind of gloves at all times, and was once seen outside at around midnight going to the nearby park with a garbage bag full of who knows what. We joked that he was some sort of a serial killer, but in reality the poor guy probably just had a fair amount of mental health issues.
In another apartment the landlady looked like a stereotypical brothel madam. Sort of old, lots of make up on and a big hair. Whaddayaknow, we had a prostitute ring going on in the building. Lots of strange, nervous dudes waiting at the door late at night, young women with a lot of make up and skimpy clothes coming and going with suitcases.. Until one day there was police tape over a handful of the doors and the picture of our apartment building in the local paper. At least our next door neighbor was a lovely old man who still sends us cookies that taste strange and are borderline edible - but the gesture is terribly nice. Good times!
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I had a neighbor that would consistently have parties that spanned till the early morning. All night long I'd be woken up by screams and hollers. But I was always told to just ignore them and not cause a commotion so I stayed silent for 2 straight years then I left the country and stayed out for about a year before returning.
Growing up, every new years eve the neighbors next door would throuh a part and the whole neighborhood was invited. I think was around 11 when a new family moved in across the street. at that years party one of dad in the neighbor hood was dancing wtih Mrs. new neighbor. they start getting closer. he fuckin dips her and kisses her. right there in front of me, 3 other kids (i think one of his own), his own wife, and Mr. new neighbor. all the grown ups fled the room and no one ever spoke of it again.
Let the dog outside and bark for 15-30 minute stretches of time, no matter the hour of day. I’d get woken up randomly sometimes until I got a noise machine to at least somewhat drown it out.
I‘ll never forget this cause dealing with it for 2+ years now has changed my whole attitude on dogs, I always thought I might eventually own one and now it‘s the last thing I want in this world. Though I acknowledge some people are good owners with well trained dogs, awful owners like my neighbour now stick out to me and annoy me much more too.
Have you considered calling in a noise complaint?
I have considered it, but I didn‘t do it cause I had bad experiences with police in my life leading me to think of them and more broadly the state as useless at best or harmful at worst. I don‘t want anyone to shoot the dog, I just want it to be quiet. I tried communicating that with my neighbours, but that didn‘t work either as they said they would try to train it or something and just didn‘t.
Either way, I found some coping mechanisms like my noise machine, going to the office to avoid WFH (I like it, but not here!) and noise cancelling and in a year I want to move again and this time I plan to spend a few hours at any apartments to check for loud dogs first.
Hosed out the inside of his car. In the dead of winter. It haunts me to this day... the inevitable icy swamp ass...
Making my sick with cancer granddad lift up and throw away a rather big piece of furniture that he was intending to give away to someone the next day and left outside our apartment in some empty spot (not in anyone's way) because she didn't like it in her field of view, threatening to complain about fire safety (it was in the far corner from the exit!)
Threw pears at our bedroom window because they were mad about something we had no control over. God I don’t miss that place.
effigies and nooses
no joke.
Had a wall around this big house with a long winding driveway and a big ass gate. Worked in construction and often had debt collectors outside trying to get in. But he had these two big ass dogs that made that difficult. He was an angry dude. One time I saw one of his dogs down the road -- this is in the countryside near a highway. When I got home I saw him driving up the driveway. His gate was open so I walked up to let him know. The two dogs were agro but I'm pretty used to dogs and I knew this pair were territorial but they weren't dangerous. The guy on the other hand, he was dangerous. Once he saw me in at the end of his drive he made B line for me, and I could see that this dude was a man who was used to solving problems with violence. I'm not a violent person but I've seen enough to know when I should be concerned. He walked with fast steps, his head low. As he was walking the electric gate closed behind me. I called out before he reached me, that I saw his dog down the road. He was confrontational, 'how is that your concern?' Asshole behaviour but I knew well enough not to escalate. I told him I like dogs - I do - and I just thought he ought to know. He just nodded and told me to get out.
It was a brief interaction but it left an impression on me. I later found out the dude ran drugs and prostitutes. He bet a man half to death with a pool que and a bar he owned.
removed wouldnt stop feeding my cat i didnt see him for the last 6 months of his life.
"oh but he looks at me🥹" removed ill go scorched earth stop feeding my cat
just realized im also a crazy neighbour
