I thought about posting last weekend, but didn't think it was all that necessary for my own emotional catharsis.
Now, however, I need to. Because, frankly, I have to keep myself from doing something drastic, like packing up the cats and moving back to NH.
My neighbours are a bunch of scum.
Since I moved in here in November of 07, the following has happened:
~ I've been stared at. Repeatedly. Both through the windows (our apartments face each other across the driveway) and in the sidewalk. No catcalling, although they've licked their lips in my direction and leered.
~ They injured one of my cats last year by miauwing at her until she flipped out, tried to come and tell me what they were doing, jumped at the couch, missed, and sprained her elbow.
~ They're drunk, every weekend. Loud and drunk. And they play some sort of AWFUL Latino music...I'm not much a fan of it when it's good, but this stuff is terrible. In the summer, it's worse, and the whole neighbourhood can hear it, because they leave all their windows open so they can smoke and spit.
~ They smoke and spit out the windows. With no regard for what may be below, or across the driveway. I can't use my living room or kitchen windows because of them.
~ Their friends, last Saturday night, backed into my car IN THE DRIVEWAY. No note. No attempt to contact me with insurance info. Nothing. I made a police report last Sunday. My hatch is dented.
~ They broke my car tonight. About two hours ago, Other Half and I were happily asleep, when we were woken by the sounds of a fight. Turns out that my car, and another neighbour's car were collateral damage. My back window is broken, as is my taillight (passenger) and my passenger mirror. A report was made to the police immediately.
There seems to be a camera trained on the sidewalk. I'm going to get the tapes tomorrow so I can drop them at the station and hopefully get a plate number from last weekend.
I am absolutely sick over this. And my nerves are shot.
ETA: Seems like the thunk we heard about an hour and a half ago was a brick hitting the hood of our car. Not certain about the timing, but either way, it's another addition to the list.
I think I'm going to cry.
Now, however, I need to. Because, frankly, I have to keep myself from doing something drastic, like packing up the cats and moving back to NH.
My neighbours are a bunch of scum.
Since I moved in here in November of 07, the following has happened:
~ I've been stared at. Repeatedly. Both through the windows (our apartments face each other across the driveway) and in the sidewalk. No catcalling, although they've licked their lips in my direction and leered.
~ They injured one of my cats last year by miauwing at her until she flipped out, tried to come and tell me what they were doing, jumped at the couch, missed, and sprained her elbow.
~ They're drunk, every weekend. Loud and drunk. And they play some sort of AWFUL Latino music...I'm not much a fan of it when it's good, but this stuff is terrible. In the summer, it's worse, and the whole neighbourhood can hear it, because they leave all their windows open so they can smoke and spit.
~ They smoke and spit out the windows. With no regard for what may be below, or across the driveway. I can't use my living room or kitchen windows because of them.
~ Their friends, last Saturday night, backed into my car IN THE DRIVEWAY. No note. No attempt to contact me with insurance info. Nothing. I made a police report last Sunday. My hatch is dented.
~ They broke my car tonight. About two hours ago, Other Half and I were happily asleep, when we were woken by the sounds of a fight. Turns out that my car, and another neighbour's car were collateral damage. My back window is broken, as is my taillight (passenger) and my passenger mirror. A report was made to the police immediately.
There seems to be a camera trained on the sidewalk. I'm going to get the tapes tomorrow so I can drop them at the station and hopefully get a plate number from last weekend.
I am absolutely sick over this. And my nerves are shot.
ETA: Seems like the thunk we heard about an hour and a half ago was a brick hitting the hood of our car. Not certain about the timing, but either way, it's another addition to the list.
I think I'm going to cry.
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