Dawnchaser
12-29-2008, 07:15 AM
Another thread made me think of these stories but I didn't want to threadjack. Bit of background - first apartment, BAD neighborhood, 2 roommates (1 trust fund, 1 unemployed mostly), one boyfriend/husband. The roommates were friends who quickly made me want to kill them for various reasons.
1) New neighbors, college age. Asked them repeatedly to NOT party and blast loud music all night every night because some of us work. Finally one day I had enough and we called the cops. Cops came out hours later and the neighbors couldn't hear them banging on the door and screaming, their music was SO loud. Cops broke the door down, neighbors left out the window (the cops told us they were only gonna give a warning too), cops found a stolen couch belonging to another neighbor (that part is a rumor - I don't know how they knew the couch was stolen), chased the kids down, and threw em in jail. They were evicted the next day.
2) Two guys move in below, just graduated from Job Corps. One is a nice mellow guy, another is okay but a pathological liar. Liar throws a party, comes up and begs us for alcohol...I gave him stuff I didn't like, like cherry brandy. He makes jungle juice, other neighbors call the cops because this party is too loud. Liar comes running into our apartment at 1 am or so (yes, an idiot roomie left the door unlocked!), runs into the back where we are playing D&D, and starts talking about how he's doing to "stab that pig"...said officer was standing right behind him by that point. We were laughing and waving as he was taken away. It's a really good thing that the cop didn't notice or didn't care about the bong that was out, or the odor.
3) Noticed some neighbors a few apartments down were never coming in or out, notices for bills were piling up at the door. We contacted the office to basically say hey, something might be wrong. Weeks passed and nothing was done. Pretty soon more and more bugs were at the windows. Funky smells emitted. Then one day, they cleaned it all out and rented it to someone else. Rumor is that the people were dead - don't know if that was the case or they just moved randomly and left rotting food or something.
4) Our cats KILLED the blinds in the apartment. Our fault completely, fine. We removed the blinds because they looked like shit all torn up, and weren't actually doing any good. No one had money to replace them for a few weeks so we hung up a sheet. We were IMMEDIATELY contacted by management who said that was a no-no, because it looked bad. (Apparently that looked worse than the bugs in #3...) So fine, we put the blinds that concealed nothing and were totally broken back up and let the neighbors see my rather large male roomie prance around in nothing but boxers all the time. Management didn't complain...
5) The final straw. My roommates were driving me insane. We had a big argument over who cleaned what and when. Finally we all went into a cleaning frenzy at 2 or 3 in the morning. I took out 2 big bags of trash to the dumpster. Except...something odd...two people were STANDING IN THE DUMPSTER having a conversation. Not digging through stuff, not dropping off bags...just standing there talking comfortably. They, unsurprisingly, looked like the type you don't particularly want to run into alone late at night. I just said hi, dumped the bags, and practically ran back to the apartment.
1) New neighbors, college age. Asked them repeatedly to NOT party and blast loud music all night every night because some of us work. Finally one day I had enough and we called the cops. Cops came out hours later and the neighbors couldn't hear them banging on the door and screaming, their music was SO loud. Cops broke the door down, neighbors left out the window (the cops told us they were only gonna give a warning too), cops found a stolen couch belonging to another neighbor (that part is a rumor - I don't know how they knew the couch was stolen), chased the kids down, and threw em in jail. They were evicted the next day.
2) Two guys move in below, just graduated from Job Corps. One is a nice mellow guy, another is okay but a pathological liar. Liar throws a party, comes up and begs us for alcohol...I gave him stuff I didn't like, like cherry brandy. He makes jungle juice, other neighbors call the cops because this party is too loud. Liar comes running into our apartment at 1 am or so (yes, an idiot roomie left the door unlocked!), runs into the back where we are playing D&D, and starts talking about how he's doing to "stab that pig"...said officer was standing right behind him by that point. We were laughing and waving as he was taken away. It's a really good thing that the cop didn't notice or didn't care about the bong that was out, or the odor.
3) Noticed some neighbors a few apartments down were never coming in or out, notices for bills were piling up at the door. We contacted the office to basically say hey, something might be wrong. Weeks passed and nothing was done. Pretty soon more and more bugs were at the windows. Funky smells emitted. Then one day, they cleaned it all out and rented it to someone else. Rumor is that the people were dead - don't know if that was the case or they just moved randomly and left rotting food or something.
4) Our cats KILLED the blinds in the apartment. Our fault completely, fine. We removed the blinds because they looked like shit all torn up, and weren't actually doing any good. No one had money to replace them for a few weeks so we hung up a sheet. We were IMMEDIATELY contacted by management who said that was a no-no, because it looked bad. (Apparently that looked worse than the bugs in #3...) So fine, we put the blinds that concealed nothing and were totally broken back up and let the neighbors see my rather large male roomie prance around in nothing but boxers all the time. Management didn't complain...
5) The final straw. My roommates were driving me insane. We had a big argument over who cleaned what and when. Finally we all went into a cleaning frenzy at 2 or 3 in the morning. I took out 2 big bags of trash to the dumpster. Except...something odd...two people were STANDING IN THE DUMPSTER having a conversation. Not digging through stuff, not dropping off bags...just standing there talking comfortably. They, unsurprisingly, looked like the type you don't particularly want to run into alone late at night. I just said hi, dumped the bags, and practically ran back to the apartment.