Friendly Neighborly Relations

[stitchwitch]

Not as bad as my Ex and I getting the cops called on usseveral times for (the "complaintants" 2 floors above us words not mine) "having a VERY LOUD ORGY PARTY" in our apartment.

Were you?

[Estil]

If my upbringing is any indication, that little girl is not going to have a fun childhood.

[greensinestro]

I had a neighbor like that, too. She wouldn't just crank up the rap music either. She would also get on her phone and get into literal screaming matches with whomever she was on with. My guess was it was a boyfriend, but who knows?

One morning, she cranked up her stereo at 4am, booming loud, while she was vacuuming. By 430am, I'd had enough and called the police. Later that morning, I went to the landlord, and discovered Miss Inconsiderate had been to the leasing office earlier, crying that someone would do that to her, never mind she'd started the commotion. It was priceless to hear that, and she did not do it again.

However, too bad to say she still had a temper and still had loud conversations with whoever she was talking to. Man, did I celebrate when she moved out.

[Racket_Man]

Were you?

no and it was just the two of us getting a little loud shall we say during a later in the night romantic interlude with the window partially open.

[stitchwitch]

no and it was just the two of us getting a little loud shall we say during a later in the night romantic interlude with the window partially open.

Sounds like they were prudes who felt that sex should be done quietly in the dark.

[bhskittykatt]

So Hubs had been ringing their doorbell when it gets loud. They don't answer, but the music goes down.

Today I could hear the music in the bedroom (which is opposite side of the apartment from the shared wall). So I decided to try Hubby's strategy. Just my luck, they answered the door. The dad wasn't in, but the mother and her teenage son were, and both called me a "fucking bitch" for daring to ask them to turn the music down. The son whined about how "it's every fucking day with you people!". I pointed out that it was every day with their music, too.

They did turn the music down, though.

They're probably grumpy because Hubs called the cops on them yesterday. No adults were home, just the two younger girls (the 4-5 year old one, and I guess there's an 11-12 year old one as well...it's only a 2 bedroom apartment so they really have them packed in there it seems).

My landlord has vanished, so I haven't been able to tell him what's up with the new neighbors. (He will always be around until you need him for something or rent is due, and then it seems he disappears, and I don't have an updated phone number for him either.)

[MoonCat]

So when next the rent is due, hold off for a day. When he turns up asking for it, give him an earful about the neighbors along with the check.

[bhskittykatt]

So Hubs talked to the landlord about it yesterday. Apparently I missed all the drama, but Hubs filled me in.

Landlord went over to talk to them. He tried to see if we could agree on a reasonable volume. Sucky Neighbor then called Landlord racist. Whoooo boy....

Landlord exploded on them. So, these neighbors moved in from another unit in the complex, and apparently Landlord has cut them a lot of favors. Sucky Neighbor Husband was away for a while and Sucky Neighbor Wife couldn't make rent, so Landlord actually floated them and basically gave them a few month's free rent. Sucky Neighbors have written Landlord three bounced checks so far, and Landlord has worked with them instead of kicked them out. One of Landlord's employees even expressed his concerns about these people and wanted Landlord to kick them out, but Landlord didn't. And with all that, Landlord just let them upgrade from a 1 bedroom to a 2 bedroom. Landlord was just all, "After everything I've done for you...!"

Landlord walked away mad. Sucky Neighbor then looked at Hubs and was all, "See what you've done now?" Yeah, it's totally Hubby's fault that you suck and that you've abused Landlord's generosity and then called him a racist and pissed him off. I'm sure that's all Hubby's fault. </sarcasm>

So yeah, it sounds like they were already probably on Landlord's shit list, but they've just moved up a few lines.

[fireheart]

Sounds like they were prudes who felt that sex should be done quietly in the dark.

With the covers over the top and nothing other than plain old intercourse...

(We had this discussion the other day between my SO and I. Turns out his ex fit this bill. Then she turned out to be utterly psychotic . I have my own hangups in bed, but I don't hesitate to turn the volume up! That said, the walls of his house are thick stone and the neighbours on either side of him a) don't care and b) one is in a nursing home in the final stages of dementia)

[Jay 2K Winger]

So yeah, it sounds like they were already probably on Landlord's shit list, but they've just moved up a few lines.

I think this calls for ... THE GIF.

[April]

We lived under the stompers. As in they were completely unable to walk without stomping as hard as possible. This wasn't just walking. it was like they had their feet encased in cement blocks walking. I went up there to talk to them one time, just to ask them if they could try to walk a little softer. I was told to fuck off, they would walk however they wanted to. So I took to bouncing a basketball off of the ceiling. I would follow under them and bounce it. Eventually they got the message or got sick of it because they stopped.

[Lace Neil Singer]

Once I read in the local paper about some people who were whinging cuz an undertaker moved into the vacant shop below their flat. I just wanted to bitchslap them and say, "Well, at least the people below you are gonna be DEAD QUIET!" XD

In my last flat, the guy who lived in the flat above me, I nicknamed "Thumper" cuz there was always loud banging noises coming from the ceiling, as tho he was moving furniture about. He eventually stopped after a few times when I played loud music to both drown out the thumps and show my displeasure. The main problem was the lack of soundproofing in the walls and ceilings, and no double glazing. My new place is better; there's a single mum upstairs with a baby I hear crying if I go outside for a ciggie; once I go inside my flat, I hear nothing.

[protege]

This thread reminds me of when I was a kid. Years ago, we had one guy up the street, who loved to throw wild parties every now and then. Problem was, he was in the middle of suburbia. Lots of families with young children.

One night, he had the speakers cranked up so loud, that our walls were *vibrating.* If our walls were moving, I'd hate to see what was going on closer to that place! I do know, that the family directly across from the asshole lost several china plates...when they fell off the wall! Not only that, but their daughter (who was maybe 1 year old) couldn't sleep.

Just about everybody was pissed. Quite a few people yelled at the asshole, but it didn't seem to do anything. Neither did the cops--by the time they showed up, the party was pretty much over. Apparently though, the father of the 1 year old had enough. Er, did I mention that he was rumored to have connections to Pittsburgh's underworld? I do know that he went over there with a bat...and that was the end of the wild parties

[Captain Trips]

....Apparently though, the father of the 1 year old had enough. Er, did I mention that he was rumored to have connections to Pittsburgh's underworld? I do know that he went over there with a bat...and that was the end of the wild parties

Taking the law into his own hands? Why did anyone wait so long to call the cops? And who says cops don't do anything when they get there after the party's over? Not when I've had to call them - they still gave my neighbor a rough time over it.

[bhskittykatt]

The father came by to apologize again today and to ask if he could use our parking spot out front for a few days (Hubs just sold his truck that was parked there). We're not using it and we told him that would be fine. So I'm holding out some hope that there's a light at the end of the tunnel. I don't want to fight with my neighbors, after all. I'm not holding much hope, but just a little bit.