My downstairs neighbours moved out the last week of April and of course, in comes the new tenants at the beginning of the month. Since they've been here, there has been some disturbances. Loud music off and on during the day, so loud the music vibrates my floors. Also, their TV was so loud two nights ago, it was thumping against my floors. I went downstairs (the second time I've been down there to speak to them about their loud music) and I knocked at the door and politely said "Can you please turn down your music?" The man gets all ornery and says "It's not music. It's the TV" and slammed the door in my face. I was so upset, I called my landlord and he wasn't impressed, seeing I haven't complained about anyone since I've been here. He dealt with the issue that night. Now, tonight at about 9:50pm, there was loud screaming and yelling, slamming the door so hard everything vibrated in my apartment and throwing objects. I was going to call the police about a domestic dispute, but everything quieted down.

I really hope they get evicted. I can't deal with them anymore. What are your horror stories CC?

Uggghhh, that sounds awful. Loud neighbors are the worst.

As for my own 'really bad neighbor' tale: when I was young(er) our next-door neighbor broke into our house. To hide from the police. Who then received a call from a passerby about the sound of a break-in. Whoops.

I live in a house that has an apartment attached to the upper floor. The landlord said he usually only rents to students but so far seem untrue. Moved into the house the same day the upstairs (who just moved thank god) tenants (a couple) moved in. It was ok. We where friendly and all. Then came trouble. First they started blocking my car in on the shared driveway. When I confronted about that they said I wasn't to park there because it was there spots. According to them I was to park on the other side of the house, which had no parking spots so I had to park in the yard. I just let that go and decided not to bother with a fight over parking. Another problem I had with them is that they would have loud sex during the day. It was so loud I could hear them over the T.V and it was just so awkward for those two minutes. There was EVEN MORE issues with them! When some raccoon knocked over their trash can in the middle of the night, causing one (works early morning) of them to trip over it, they blamed me! He also revved his engine loudly at 3 A.M because of so. They also got into my garage, letting my indoor cat out, because for some stupid reason, the hot water tank and the breaker for the apartment was in my garage. They didn't even ask to go in either which is creepy as hell. I'm just glad their gone.

Sounds absolutely awful. The people who currently live above me have no manners, I've no idea how many people actually live up there (I'm told it's supposed to be 4, but there are more kids than 4 up there). They have no respect for noise, literally yelling and slamming things at all hours, having "rap battles" and wrestling. I've found, if you call your landlord and the police often enough, they normally get kicked out if it's founded. (They move out the end of June!!!)

We have a really small parking lot and I have problems with people parking in my spot. I don't care if I don't own a vehicle (I sometimes get my parents van because I live 10min down the street from my parents), I pay for my spot in my rent. I was so mad one night, I came home late and the new neighbours had someone in my spot. I went to knock at the door and the kids were outside, so I said "Someone is in my spot" and the girl said "is it silver?" (no it's purple, which I didn't say) and I said yes and then she said she was told she could park there and I said real annoyingly, "NO. YOU CAN'T"

I ended up calling the police to report the incident, this way, they have it on file. If it happens again, they have my report to look at. I still have it written down on paper.

Well, there's the one house a little ways down the street that has 6 dogs and 5 puppies, where we're only supposed to have 1 or 2. Add to that the fact that they're all pitbulls/pit mixes and a rottweiler (although I have nothing against either breed) which are not allowed. I wouldn't have a problem with any of that, except a couple of the dogs are staked out all the time and bark loudly and act really aggressive when you walk/drive by. I also know for a fact that at least one of them has bitten my other neighbor's child. Then there's the fact that the humans there have no concept of cleaning up their dogs' shit. They also have their cars parked on the street all the time, which they're not supposed to do as it's a hazard for emergency vehicles to get by and it's an eyesore because they have really crappy cars (in our area, you have to keep your cars in decent condition). There are also a lot of people in the house...the mom, dad, their 5 biological children, and 3 others they took in from elsewhere. It's just a bad situation all around. And our park manager refuses to do anything about any of it. Well, let me tell you now, that's not going to fly. One more noise incident or any kind of problem and I'm calling the cops on them.

I don't really have a problem with any of my other neighbors. The only thing really is the house next to us that they don't take care of their yard, but the husband has medical issues and the wife works all day. Their 12-year-old daughter does what she can, but mostly it's my dad and I that take care of their yard.

He has passed away way over a year ago, but I had a neighbor who was a drug dealer. People we never saw would stop by, domestic disputes with the woman he lived with, drunk yelling episodes, the cops were constantly over there and for some reason he would always be back if they took him away. We reported him, my dad was told by the police that they "have bigger fish to fry". He had this old junk car that he would rev up randomly just for the hell of it. It was all messed up so it would crack and shoot flames out of the tail pipe on occasion. Years ago my family saw him on his roof with a rifle fooling around. But he's gone now. He should have spent time in jail.

I have two separate neighbors, one for Halloween and one for Christmas that have lawn ornaments with music that they leave on all night. So annoying. I think they have calmed down now though. One of them is getting divorced and is not doing anything with their yard since the husband left.

I have a neighbor besides me who are like hoarders. I know it's on the other side of the fence, they are finally cleaning out (with a damn dumpster that they had over a month already that is not even half full, like get on with it!!!) but it's ridiculous that they are saving mattresses, refrigerators, and god knows what else. Just clean up, it's just plain stupid and lazy.

It's pretty much guaranteed on a Friday, and sometimes Saturday, night that at least one or two people will feel obligated to notify the entire complex as to how drunk and belligerent they are around 11 pm for twenty minutes before they head inside their apartments. They can usually be drowned out with a white noise machine and a closed window.

The worst encounter was a woman who lives in the unit above me. She often had guys up there every other weekend and you could normally hear stumbling about and loud banging sounds, and I tolerated it because it usually ended in fifteen minutes.

Then, one night, she came home plastered out of her mind and sounded like she was falling over and banging into every possible object in her apartment as she yelled and laughed at the top of her lungs. I was used to this behavior before, but 1. She was doing this the entire night, not fifteen minutes, and 2. It was a Sunday night. My husband and I both had to get up early in the morning for college and work, and as average citizens, the future of a Monday morning is already an irritating enough occurrence without being sleep deprived, so we had very little sympathy for someone who felt they had enough time on their hands that they could party all night on a Sunday without consequence.

I think her neighbor banged on her door and yelled at her to be quiet because she was waking their baby, but, if she was as drunk I thought she was, she certainly didn't remember the information once she closed the door and continued with her shenanigans.

Armed with the knowledge that I am right below her own bedroom, when I got ready in the morning and knew that she was fast asleep and most likely going to have a nasty hangover once she woke up, I went into my closet, grabbed my paintball gun, attached an air tank to it (I did not load any paint, just air), proceeded to let that thing rip and took pleasure in the loud popping noises that bounced off the wall and made her wake up in agony.

It's been three months since I did that and not a peep out of her since.

The moral of the story: That's what you get for keeping someone up Sunday night when they already hate Monday mornings.

Pretty sure my weirdest neighbor was when I lived in the dorms on campus and heard a ukele played loudly at 4am during finals week. Thankfully the guy shared a wall with my roommate and not me. They still ripped him a new one though.

Most inconsiderate neighbors go to the house across the street of where I stayed last year. Some of the sports team on campus have a house in which they can have meetings and such. Naturally, this is used for huge parties. For whatever reason, these parties start around 2pm, if not earlier, and end at 7 or 9pm. The time most people head out to party. It was usually on weekends, so I didn't mind much. Free entertainment. Especially when the police were called by residents in the area to complain.

wow that is beyond annoying! Thats how I feel when I go to hotels and the people next to us doesnt shut the hell up!!! We seem to always get the worst people rooming next to us in hotels xD Luckily we have pretty decent neighbors... they talk a lot but arent bad people. ^^

I hope they move or get evicted for your sake :(

You guys have all had horrible neighbours :x

Just an update..... Last week (Sunday), I decided I was going to adopt a lovebird because the man who had Buddy is 74, has a girlfriend and can no longer take care of him. He's so sweet and super friendly, he just melts your heart. When I brought him home, my mom was pissed and everything (I don't even live with my parents).

I was having anxiety because I realized that I didn't ask my landlord or my neighbours if it was ok for me to have a bird (my landlord said yes, as long as he doesn't bother the neighbours).

So, I knocked on my downstairs neighbours door and she literally gave me shit for calling the landlord about how loud their TV was that night. She started making excuses about how she has cancer, she does treatment every three days and the night I called the landlord, they were watching a movie and couldn't hear because of the traffic. I'm sorry. You are pathetic. Traffic is quiet at night. I never heard the neighbours TV (or the ones beside me) because "the traffic is loud". I called my mom and told her what she said and she said that is the dumbest thing she's ever heard.

Yup. She told me "I don't give a shit. You can have whatever you want".

I have Buddy now :)

It sucks to hear that the woman has cancer, but unless something in her treatment affects her hearing, there's no reason to blast the television loud enough for your neighbors to hear. My father was hard of hearing too due to his age, but he always wore headphones so he wouldn't disturb anyone else in the complex. Even after getting a house, he did it out of consideration because my mother worked odd hours and he wanted her to get the sleep she needed.

Once again, if the woman truly does have cancer, I do feel sorry for her since my own mother had to have a mastectomy a year ago and I understand the treatments can make you feel miserable and/or disoriented, but that doesn't give someone a free pass to be inconsiderate and rude to others.

So great to hear you got to keep Buddy! I've never had a lovebird, but I've had budgies and cockatiels in the past when I was younger, and they were fun to keep. In my experience living in apartments, most landlords and apartment management are more concerned with people keeping dogs and cats as opposed to birds or reptiles because the latter is less likely to make a mess on the carpet due to their husbandry requirements. That was pretty much the reasoning given to me by office management when I asked if I could have a reptile despite already having 2 cats.

This is a bit long, but a lot happened!

My husband and I had to move our family out of the last place we lived at because of the neighbours below us.

Within days of moving in, I was being questioned by the Police because I was a witness to the father beating the crap out of his daughter. My 6 yr old was scared because our place was shaking with him throwing his daughter and furniture around.

Every week I had to make a statement because of him either beating his daughter up, or some illegal activity. I was then told by the Police I had to be careful as he was a member of a gang.

I was kept awake by the constant cars coming and going picking up meth from him. Always having loud parties. Blocking us from parking in our spot because he had his mates over.

When I complained that we could never park at the house, or use our washing line to the landlord; they started to try and threaten and intimidate me. My daughter was brought home from school in a taxi each day, and they started threatening the drivers. Telling them if they brought her back here again, they would trash their taxi. They tried to tell me they would report me to the landlord for breaking the rules because the taxi dropping her off was not allowed in their eyes. They tried to say because the taxi driver wasn't a tenant there, that I was breaking the rules.

Then they started filling up all the washing lines so I couldn't put our clothes out to dry. When I did manage to put them out they once again threatened me, so my husband ended up having to put the laundry out. They never had an issue with him because he was never a witness to their crimes.

They would come out every day when my daughter arrived to try and make her feel unsafe by making comments about her safety, threatening the taxi drivers, and threatening me. One day after she got home, I had just got the baby off to sleep and was going to make her something to eat. All of a sudden the dude downstairs starts screaming at someone, and I hear the familiar furniture being thrown around, along with him slamming his daughter in to the walls etc...

The daughter was screaming in agony, and our flat was literally shaking from the violence downstairs. He ended up dragging her outside, and slamming her on to the bonnet of his car, where he started slamming her head in to the car. Then he threw her in the car and drove off. Once again I had to make a statement to the Police.

Not long after making my statement, gang members showed up at his flat, along with the daughter's boyfriend. I had to show the Police where I had seen things happening, and had to say in front of them that him beating up his daughter was why the front door was smashed and the wood partially broken.

Later that night I was kept awake by them hurriedly cleaning the flat out and throwing everything they could. I realised there were people standing under one of the windows by our flat. The boyfriend and two other gang members were talking about me saying that I lived up there, and something needed to be done about me. I reported this to the Police, and was told they wouldn't do anything about it as it was a civil matter. They could only act if they actually went through with their threat.

Next morning I was woken up at 5:30am by their door being smashed in, and I heard a struggle and some indistinct yelling. Turns out the Police had decided to raid them to search for drugs. Once again I had been a witness to their drug selling. Fortunately for them I had been keeping logs of every single thing that happened. Unfortunately for me, when I gave my statement to the Police and it was sent to the courts; the clerk gave the gang member I was testifying against my full name, d.o.b, address, email, phone number along with my statement.

So that's why we had to move to a completely different city, and why I now have to change my name legally.

My next door neighbour is insane. As in she is legitimately mentally unstable and has medications she should be taking (but doesn't). My landlords have been trying to get her into a home where she can be properly taken care of, but apparently there's a lot of red tape when she doesn't have any family that can do that? I'm not sure; I just know it's taking a long freaking time to get the ball rolling.

First day in this apartment we're moving furniture - 'cause of course we are. We're trying not to make excessive noise, but you can only do so much, really. We lifted a bookshelf and placed it against our shared wall and it made a slight (unavoidable) thump. Not two seconds later she's banging at our door bitching about "all that racket" we were making. The next day we decided to hang up art on our walls, so we're hammering; loud stuff, but it was a reasonable hour (mid-day/early afternoon). Keep in mind that any shared walls are made of cement and can't be hammered into, so we were only hammering on walls within our own apartment. Rather than knock on the door, she wrote a passive-aggressive note and taped it to our mailbox for the entire building to see saying "the building doesn't want to hear your hammering!". =/

I can understand if you just don't like excessive noise (despite our efforts to keep it down; aside from those unavoidable instances, we're extremely quiet people), but she absolutely BLASTS her TV/music starting as early as 4am. Every day. My husband works evenings and overnights, so either he's just trying to get to sleep, or he just drifted off and ends up getting woken up by it - constantly. Once, when my husband knocked on her door to ask her if she could turn it down, she couldn't even hear him knocking that's how loud it was (I'm talking police-knock, too). Another time when she did answer, it was 5am on a perfectly clear day and she was decked out in full rain gear.

She hogs the washer and dryer, too. Our building is different in that it has one washer and dryer per floor; it's convenient, but if they're being used it's either wait or go to a different floor. She'll wash her dish towels individually, as in separate loads, all day. I've heard from neighbours this is normal behaviour, but I've also seen her do it countless times, too. I'll go to do my laundry and open the washer to find a single dish towel in it. She'll come in, yell at me for looking at it (the washer was off! I thought it was available =/), throw it in the dryer and put the next dish towel in the wash. At least an hour wait for the machines, assuming she doesn't have more. At this point I don't even try and use the machines until the late evenings/overnight, 'cause by then she's (usually) asleep.

Her other neighbour has lived next to her longer, and apparently she has had to put up with much worse over the years. Apparently she (crazy-neighbour) has called the cops on her (other-neighbour) several times in the past, and for completely made-up reasons. Once she even went so far as to claim other-neighbour had pushed crazy-neighbour's (nonexistent) brother off of her balcony. Other-neighbour is in the process of moving to a different floor, just for the sole purpose of getting away from this woman.

One of the stories the landlord told us was that she once called the city to complain that they refused to fix the hot water in her apartment. Turns out she never once informed them that there was even an issue. Apparently when the city came to investigate, there was a whole bunch of stuff in her apartment that needed to be fixed or looked at that she never told them about. It looked really bad, but how were they expected to know to come fix something when she never told them it was broken in the first place? =/

Two days ago she was opening and slamming the sliding door to her balcony at 6am. Husband went out onto ours and asked her to stop. She stopped long enough for him to get off the balcony, then continued slamming once he was gone. We waited about five minutes (we know she has issues, so we don't really want to poke the bear more than we have to at this point), then we asked her to stop again. She just straight-up didn't this time, so we called the landlord and waited in the hall, where her other neighbour already was. Landlord comes up, and the four of us ended up calling the cops when she wouldn't open her apartment door. Heard the cops come (after 20min of non-stop door slamming); they talked to her a bit, then left. As soon as they were gone the slamming started up again. I guess they were waiting outside, 'cause they came right back up and I think escorted her out? In either case, after their second visit it's been quiet over there.

Like, don't get me wrong, I really do feel bad for the woman - but she's a hazard to herself and others and needs proper care and treatment. I do hope she gets it, too - but I also don't want to live next to her any longer than I have to at this point. =/

Edit: Holy crap, that ended up a LOT longer than I thought it would! D=

We have many neighbors I hate with a passion, but none of them takes ever the 1st place that this one family owns ever since I know them. Believe me their whole family is just so comical that it could be some sort of scripted reality show instead of real life. XD

Especially their daughter wins a prize from me for being "the most pathetic creature on earth". Not going too much into detail about her early years of being a slut, she is 20 years now and recently got her 2nd child (her first with around 17... because "she forgot the pill"... a few days after her 16th birthday... XD), both have not the same father though. I actually wouldn't mind that at all, don't get me wrong. Everyone has the right to live their life as they want as long as they don't hurt others, but in her case THAT is the point.

She's a liar, a cheater... She doesn't give a damn about her first child... (again not too much detail here) well, the whole package of pure shit.

I think it's safe to say, she's more than senile and she's delusional. I hope your landlord can get her into a home where she can be properly taken of.

I had to call my landlord again about my downstairs neighbours. The TV was so loud, I was banging on the floor with my broom handle. They turned it off shortly after 11pm, but if they didn't, I would've called the cops. I called him (landlord) in the morning and I know he spoke to her cause she was outside smoking and she didn't say anything to me--which is fine by me. I don't want to be chummy with disrespectful idiots that sometimes keep me up at night when I have to work the next day.

Sounds like a ho for sure. My parents have low class rednecks living on their street. She has like, 3 kids and was pregnant two summers ago. She was sobbing on the stairs one day yelling into the phone "I just want my baby back" Yeah. I don't think she should've got her back. She ignores her kids, they're always wandering half naked on the street and they always play alone outside :/

Totally sounds like a sister for the daughter of my neighbors. xD Her first child is badly neglected, he's 4 or something, can't walk properly (because she didn't do physiotherapy with him at home like she should've done, because she rater went to meet with boys etc while her son was lying in bed all day), he can't speak like a child of his age should (probably also because no one really cared for him), he's way too small for his age (I blame her ex-boyfriend AND her of course... he was a drug addict and she drunk and smoke while being pregnant... soooooo...). Yes' he's probably educationally impaired, he's way behind other kids of his age, but with enough care he could be at least close to kids of his age. Her second child now, a daughter she always wanted, is a spoiled brad though and since she has her the son is even more invisible than before. :/

I have lived at my current house for about 3 years now, and I have never met my neighbor. I always wave if I see him outside, but he just glares at me. He also mows his lawn at 3 or 4 in the morning.

I have neighbors that sit in their garage in lawn chairs and drink beer until midnight every single night. They love to people watch and wave at cars. They aren't really doing anything wrong, but I see them every. single. evening. Don't they have dinner to eat or a show to watch?

In my first year of college, the neighbors above me were atrocious. Very loud music all through the afternoon and into night. It was hard to study and get sleep. I hated them. No one else cared for them either.

A few weeks ago I heard violent yelling and banging noises coming from downstairs. I peered out our window and saw a police car, so I listened through the door to figure out what was happening.

The police officer was yelling at a drunken (maybe drugged??) lady that she didn't live here. She kept banging on our downstairs neighbours door and yelling that she did live here. Her words didn't make sense and she was slurring her words. She kept trying to say she lived there and this was her number. The cop was yelling back that she didn't live there and was threatening to take her to the cells. This carried on for like half an hour, quite aggressive sounding. Anyhow, eventually the cop managed to get her to walk 10metres along to her apartment. It turned out she lived in another section of our block and was confused and violent because she was totally out of it for some reason and the apartments all look very similar.

EDIT: Forgot to add this was at like 4pm on a week day