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Poster:mystic_wings
Date:2004-05-07 10:45
Subject:This kuronekotsukino from Her New LJ
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Mood: aggravated

Some might remember my first post about my neighbors with the dogs. Well they were at it again. This time it was late at night, just before 10pm. One of them had just come home & they were too lazy to open the gate. So they leaned on the horn of their car for about 10 minutes straight. The people on the other side of me yelled at them to open the gate themselves. This shut them up.

Last year they ripped the morning glorys off the fence that seperates our two yards. Keep in mind that we have been growing them for years & suddenly its a problem. They didn't bother to come over & ask us to not to grow them, they just ripped them out. This year, we got a huge net to grow them on so they can't do anything about since its on our property & not the fence.

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Poster:dragonoflife
Date:2004-02-02 18:01
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Not that I particularly wanted to be the one to bring posting back to the community...

I've had my upstairs neighbor for two days and already I've discovered he likes his heavy footsteps whiles listening to music at 2 AM...

I mean, what is the logical gap in people's thinking? "It's really late and people are trying to sleep, time for some tunes!"

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Poster:lots42
Date:2003-09-01 22:22
Subject:Scream a little scream
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Okay, long chaos with one neighbor.

Best I can figure out, the chain of events went so:

1) Mentally ill man goes into county mental health care.

2) They try and help him out. Someone screws up and he gets an apartment without the clear knowledge of the apartment owners.

3) He gets occasional check ups by mental health employees.

4) I narc him out.

5) I move. Don't know what happened to him.

The poor bastard just screamed for a second or two at a time, all day and night.

I don't know why my past self put up with it. (Probably because we feared drawing the attention of the apartment managers. I've never had sane apartment managers).

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Poster:sayaka
Date:2003-08-21 07:32
Subject:I couldn't make this up...
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Mood:incredulous

Okay, I can't sleep.

The people who live downstairs are making SO MUCH NOISE that sleeping is a laughable idea.

One of them (I think it's a man?) is throwing up. Audibly. So loudly that I can hear it in MY apartment. I thought I was HEARING THINGS at first, but then he barfed again. *HUARRRRRRF HARK HARK HORK HUARRRRRF*

Thud bang thud bang thud thud thud *HUARRRRRF* stomp stomp stomp thud bang *HUARGHHHFFFFF* thud bonk bang boom thud stomp stomp stomp *HUARRRRF* stomp bang.

This would be funny if I wasn't so tired. Well, I take that back. It's funny NOW, in SPITE of me being irritated and tired - I can't help laughing, almost hysterically, at the situation. It's beyond fiction - I couldn't make this shit up if I tried.

Now they're apparently banging pots and pans, in addition to stomping around and hurling - or, at least, that's what it sounds like. Clangs and clinks in addition to thuds, bumps, stomps and *huarf*s.

These are the same people who run their water 24 hours a day (yes, even right now). So I've got stomping, bumping, thuds, hurling, and running water keeping me awake.

What the fuck is WRONG with these people?!

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2003-02-08 12:31
Subject:
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Mood: bitchy

Yea! I finally got to tell off the stupid people living across the hall from me! I have midterms coming up next week and the week after. So, the people across the hall from me were having a screaming match and a pillow fight. My roommate and I were fucking pissed. Me, especially so, as I was on the phone discussing something important with a friend of mine, and even she could hear what was going on outside. So I hung up the phone. Stomped out the door. Stood in the doorway belonging to the people of the room across the hall and had the following exchange:

Me: Look, guys, I have midterms coming up in a few weeks. My roommate and I are trying to study. It's really hard to do that when you guys don't shut the fuck up for five fucking minutes every fucking day. So...please. Do me a favor so I don't have to beat your asses, shut the fuck up, and take the pillow fight outside.
Roommate 1: Oh! I'm sorry! We'll be quiet now.
Me: Don't give me this "I'm sorry" bullshit. Shut the fuck up and show some common courtesy for the other FIFTY FUCKING RESIDENTS on this floor. Thank you, and have a good evening.

Then I went back to my room. They've been remarkably quiet for the last week or so. I wonder how long it's going to last.

-- Sarah

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Poster:dragonoflife
Date:2003-02-03 13:04
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After Saturday night's Up Till Six Radio Show courtesy of the Bitch Upstairs, I called my landlord to advise them of that, plus the garbage that had been sitting on our curb, plus the crap that was getting tracked into the halls. (It turns out they already knew about the idiot who was spitting in the halls.)

You know you're in a bizarre situation when your landlord is all but begging you to call the police.

So I did, last night, due to extremely loud movie, extremely loud radio, and extremely loud talking. I gotta give credit to the cops that came, they were all right. The ultimate outcome? Bitch Upstairs got a warning and if she does it again, she'll get slapped with a $200 disorderly conduct fine.

This is pretty much inevitable, as she and her friends have no conception whatsoever of quiet. Of course, now they're trying to make my life miserable in various ways -- bouncing balls on the floor (my ceiling) for hours, using all the hot water, and other little things that don't affect me much because these guys are nothing compared to some roommates I've had.

One month until her lease expires and her ass is out of here. I think I can wait that long.

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2003-01-27 21:06
Subject:it's been a while since I've posted here
Security:Public
Mood: pissed off

Right now, some of my genius dorm mates across the hall are screaming about how they have to go poopy. Bear in mind these are 18-20 year old little girls who don't so much as deserve to share the same space as those of us who actually come to college to mature beyond the level of mere five year olds. I hope they all get evicted from their first apartment based on their sheer dumbassedness.

-- Sarah

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Poster:lintilla
Date:2003-01-22 22:38
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Mood: blah

Dear neighbors,

Please stop playing your bass so loud it makes the walls shake.

And don't go out on your patio and scream a lot.

KTHX.

Love,
Dina

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2002-12-13 14:31
Subject:home, sweet home...
Security:Public
Mood: anxious

At least I'll be getting a chance to go home on Wednesday. I live in a nice apt. building in North Scottsdale with my parents while I'm on break. However...while the people who live above us are very sweet, their kids have bunk beds. Why do I say but? Here's why.

It's 3 AM. I'm sleeping soundly in my bed, having gone to sleep at midnight or so.

All of a sudden....

BANGCRASHBOOM!

every fucking morning at 3 AM, one of their kids will jump off the top bunk of the bed and stomp into the bathroom. Their bedroom is right above my room. I swear, it sounds like a fucking bomb is going off up there sometimes, that I honestly wonder if I should call the police on them or something. The first few times it happened, it scared the living shit out of me so much I couldn't get back to sleep, since I had no clue WTF the sound was. LOL

But anything's better than putting up with a bunch of screaming teenagers who have no concept of how to live in an enclosed space with 20-30 other people their age, who seem to equate not taking the blame for floor-wide graffiti with being the epitome of maturity.

Thank gods that Residence Life is kicking everyone off-campus who's lived on campus for more than 4 semesters. I'll be happy to live in an apartment all by myself where I can call in noise complaints that will actually be listened to, rather than ignored and let to flow by the wayside by our ornery RAs (whom I'm going to write up about this, as well. I can write to the Residence Hall Association at the beginning of next semester and have them get reprimanded for it, because it's a campus-wide "law" that quiet hours be enforced).

-- Sarah

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2002-12-13 14:20
Subject:pins and needles
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Mood: nervous

I'm working on pins and needles right now. I have a 7-10 page history paper due for my history final on Tuesday morning at 8 AM. And the people next door to me are screaming. I am so neurotic right now that I'm loosing track of just how many pens, pencils, and markers I have stuck in my hair from taking and outlining my notes and books. I am going to go over there and shove these pens and markers up their asses if they keep this up...

-- Sarah

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Poster:dragonoflife
Date:2002-12-13 01:05
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It seems the late-night party was the last hurrah of the bitch upstairs. Her mailbox now reads MOVED, with a yellow VACANT slip in to supplement it!

That would explain the lack of noise lately.

All I can hope is that the places she tries to move into perform reference checks.

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Poster:battleajah
Date:2002-12-12 18:31
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I live in an apartment complex where studios were meant for just one person.

Several years ago, my former upstairs neighbor got pregnant and invited her boyfriend-turned-husband to live with her. My landlady couldn't do anything about the multiple person rule, as she knew that would be discrimination, in a broad sense of the word.

Anyway, this person was a sucky neighbor. She and her husband would have really loud sex in the middle of the night. Her husband would invite friends over, and they would dribble a basketball--also in the middle of the night. Their arguments were fierce, and that baby wasn't exactly quiet, either.

I tolerated the noise as much as possible, only calling my landlady as soon as it was 11PM (who would to call them to shut up, which made meant I had to tolerate my neighbors stomping to get the phone).

I got fed up one day, and made a point of flushing my toilet several times when they took showers. I knew it affected them, as one time they actually hurried down the stairs to press their ears against my door to see if I was doing something (I had turned off all my lights by then, and thankfully, the flush was done).

Also, we have a back door that we can't unlock, so anyone who leaves through that door would have to go through the front gate to get back in. Everytime they went through that door to toss their trash, I would immediately lock the door so that they couldn't get back in the shortest route. Oh, how I secretly delighted when they didn't have their key!

I've done other things that I'm not proud of (throw away any of their mail that got into my mailbox, etc.). I don't think I was directly responsible for her leaving a few months later, but I like to think that I made a small difference.

Now, my boyfriend has sucky neighbors of his own. I constantly hear loud thumping noises in the middle of the night, and they play their music loudly well into the next morning (up to 5am). They leave their shoes outside of the door (not a complaint, as I grew up with friends who do that). While I could throw their shoes away, I'm not that mean. I intend to just throw my old shoes into their pile of shoes and have them toss my shoes away. They also keep a garbage pail outside of their apartment. I intend on adding extra trash in there, as well.

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2002-12-12 12:35
Subject:and another thing
Security:Public
Mood: aggravated

and another thing about my lovely neighbors. Our entire floor got charged $850 because one of my lovely neighbors friends decided to deface the walls with graffiti. Of course this could have been easily remedied by having someone drive down to Ace Hardware, pick up some cheap paint, and paint over the damage ourselves -- or just wipe it off with soap and water (like one person did). But no. Because some immature dumbass on my floor (or one of their friends) decided to deface our walls, we have to pay Residence Life $850 for repairs, which is utter and total bullshit.

Why is it so hard for people to A) take responsibility for their own actions and B) NOT DEFACE THE PLACE WHERE THEY FUCKING LIVE??

We also have to pay $50 for a hole in the wall next to someone's door. No clue how that got there, though I think it most likely has to do with certain people banging on the walls/doors in the middle of the night because they think it's cute and/or funny.

Gods, I'll be so fucking happy to go home next Wednesday for Winter Break...*sighs* It can't come soon enough.

-- Sarah

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Poster:ragabashtule
Date:2002-12-12 12:30
Subject:Quiet Hours
Security:Public

Okay, so now my dorm along with every other dorm on campus, is under campus-wide, 24-hour quiet hours for the next week. Why? because we have finals starting tomorrow that last until next Friday. Quiet Hours were instituted last night at 10 PM. People will be written up if they're caught by Resident Assistants if they're talking really loud, or if their music's loud enough to be heard outside their closed door. Sounds pretty simple, right?

Well, the people next to me (all of whom attended the dorm-wide meeting last night explaining quiet hours the week of finals) at 11:30 PM last night decide that it would be really funny to run up and down the hall, screaming. When they were told to return to their rooms, the screaming continued in their rooms. I have no clue what on Earth they were screaming about. It was incomprehensible, immature, inane baby babble. And it was very annoying. I hope they get written up and kicked out of our dorm. Honestly.

-- Sarah

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Poster:seaofsin
Date:2002-12-08 13:22
Subject:
Security:Public
Mood: working

Our neighbor's kid (he has the mother that watches me) skateboards all the time. He like to skate in our driveway for some reason. Welp, he ran into one of our grarage doors and we have a huge dent. We're getting that replaced next week. He's also destroyed several of our shrubs by just skating into them. I have nothing against skaters, I just wish he'd be more responsible and have a little respect for other's property.

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Poster:dragonoflife
Date:2002-12-08 10:19
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Another beautiful performance from the bitch upstairs: The Party That Lasts Until 5.

Around 10:30 last night I heard what amounted to a cataclysmic and unholy sound -- ten people slamming the door immediately beneath my bedroom and tromping up the stairs with absolutely no conception of how to step rather than stomp. Piling on up past my apartment to the stairs up, they promptly turned up the music, started shouting and stomping, and otherwise acted like monkies in a prison shower.

This state of affairs stops around 5, meaning I get a grand total of four hours of sleep before my boss wakes me up to come in to work -- but the amusing thing is that that number is irrelevant anyway, because had I not been called in to sleep I would have been woken up at 10, when they apparently all woke up and decided to start yakking and stomping, not to mention slamming that door directly beneath me again.

The biggest downside to being called in to work? I'll have to wait till tomorrow to hear my landlords' reaction to this.

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Poster:dragonoflife
Date:2002-12-04 21:22
Subject:Here's a good one!
Security:Public

Surprisingly, the bitch upstairs isn't the one who kept me up last night; that honor belongs to the people downstairs.

This comes as a remarkable surprise to me. I haven't had any trouble with downstairs since the old people left (apparently after getting the cops called one too many times, I don't even know what's up with that). So imagine my surprise when I try to go to sleep at the shockingly early hour of one at night, and discover -- I can't! The TV down there is too damn loud!

I crawl out of my room and go down and knock on the door. There's no answer. I knock again. Still no answer. I knocked on that damn door for a good fifteen minutes, getting progressively louder, and still got no answer!

I gave up and decided to try to wait it out/ignore it. This failed. Ultimately I ended up going back down at around 2:30 and pounding on the door at full strength. Now, full-strength pounding from a guy who did heavy lifting for four years is not insignificant, which probably explains the startled screams from behind the door. "Jesus, oh my God!" etc.

With the TV finally turned down, I went back to my room to catch a totally relaxing and healthy four hours of sleep, so I would be in perfect shape for the mandatory trainining which, if I fail, will probably get me fired.

Of course, the bitch upstairs added her two cents around 2:00, when her guest stomped down the stairs from her apartment, slammed the door which is approximately two feet from my bedroom, stomped down the stairs to the first floor, and slammed the two outside doors, which are underneath my bedroom and consequently shake my entire room when they're slammed.

What is it with these people?

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Poster:bananacranapple
Date:2002-12-03 12:23
Subject:My first post!
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Hi everyone! I live in on-campus apartments at my college. I live on the bottom floor, right next to a group of guys, and right under a group of girls. They both suck.

The Boys:
Every night, after midnight, they decide they want to listen to music. They like their music very loud, and it's very weird because I don't hear a peep out of these guys until after midnight. One day, they were a little late, they started at 3am. I am convinced that they are holding raves in their room.
We share pipes with these boys and I don't know what the hell they put down their sink, but somehow it blocked our pipes and our entire kitchen flooded. The plumber had to go to the guys' apartment to unclog the pipes.

The Girls:
My bedroom is right below the bedroom of a sorority girl (which I have no problem with, being one myself) and her friend. They seem to like elephants a lot, so much that they rent out about 50 of them on occassion and have them mosh in their room. Last night was an elephant night, but this time, along with the elephants, they had about 80 of their screaming banshee friends in there.
They also wear boots a lot and run around their house. We'll be sitting in our living room and hear endless thumping...

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Poster:bigunwhistle
Date:2002-11-29 02:11
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::tip toes:: ssshhhhhhh be vewwy vewwy quiet my neighbors goto sleep at like 8pm and they think everyone else should too....

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Poster:lintilla
Date:2002-11-25 21:21
Subject:
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Mood: accomplished

Dude, the moron-tard that lives next door and bangs on the wall whenever I have music on (seriously. like at 7pm.) CAME OVER and told me that I had a "problem with [my] stereo."

I wanted to tell him he had a problem with his face, but instead pointed out the volume was at a reasonable level (you can't even HEAR it from the door) and that the subwoofer was turned down all the way, and that, in fact, we hear bass coming through the wall at 10, 11 o'clock all the time.

That shut him up.

Dina - 1
Neighbor - PWNED

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