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Anyone else live in an apartment with terrible neighbors? Answered

Let's whine about it together, shall we?

The man living next to me seems quite nice whenever I see him outside his apartment. He was dating someone (I had seen them together a few times), and I'm guessing they broke up recently, since all I hear coming from his apartment now is him screaming on the phone.

They basically just call eachother and scream and try their hardest to hurt the other person. What is even the point? Why not just hang up? I don't really understand.

So for the last hour all I've heard is a mixture of the following:
"You're scandalous! I know all about you!"
"You're never gonna give a man a baby! You're never gonna have a baby!"
"SHUT THE ---- UP, CHANTRELL!"
"i never want you to call here again!"
"Stop calling me, Chantrell!"
"YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING! And obviously I'm everything cause you're calling me all the time!"

...sigh.

I think I'm going to have to move into the kitchen or living room. I can't type my paper with all the screaming, and he keeps scaring the hell out of me when he starts screaming. :|

But if I move into the living room, chances are that I'll hear the drunken rednecks when they come home. Yay!

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I once lived in Satan Appartment building. one night I heard this girl in th appartment next door start getting loud shouting "I told you $100, 50 isn't enough $100 or get out!" so at this point I can only guess whats going on......thigs got quiet for a bit then I hear her screaming "No No get off me, get out!! get away from me!!" (I'd only lived in the building about a week at that point) so I kicked her door in sure enough I see some douche bag trying to rape a hooker, nice first week. A few days later my landlord comes to my door screaming at me that I owe him 5 months past due rent (I've lived there for about 3 weeks total at this point) he was completly hammerd drunk I had to call his wife and drive him home. a couple days after that I wake up to hear loud thuds coming from the hallway.... I open my door to see a guy swinging an axe at the neigbour accross the halls door screaming "you wanna piss under my door bitch, you think thats funny. how funny is it now bitch huh? how funny is it gonna be when I cut your dick off with my axe" well I started laughing my ass off....(it was scary but that shoking you have to laugh scary type thing) I ended up takling him to the ground (after calling the police, this all takes place prior to my employment with them) after that it was about 3 or 4 months worth of breaking up domestic arguments and screaming matches until valentines day 2004 at 3am I was working night shifts as security at the local casino and it was my night off..... i'm sitting around playing video games when I hear the fire alarm....(usual occurance in the building) well I decide to check it out, my hallway is pretty clear but i was bored so i decided to walk up to the third floor to make sure....... sure enough when I get to the third (top) floor I can't see a thing the hallways were full of thick black smoke. I ran around the entire build hammerering on doors trying to get everyone out (the alarms went off so often most people didn't even check, if ya wanna see something commical pound on all your niegbours doors on valentines day and tell them the builing is on fire...... the speed of the people running almost matched the leopard print underware...... it was like an african jungle forest fire in some twisted si-fi movie) I finally found the appartment on fire, some crack head took some hits on his pipe started cooking beef and passed out. I moved out february 15th that was an interesting few months.

You just haven't lived until you experience bullets flying through your travel trailer or gone out to go to work and have some jerk empty a revolver at you because he thinks you are the one who is seeing his former girl friend. Oddly it was sort of fun. But at times those puddles of blood were shocking.

I can see both points of view here because I had an awful neighbour recently until i moved and he was a chiropractor and apart from music general banging on stuff and his phones awful ringtones he made a point of having the headboard bang against the wall every night his girlfriend was round... I also have an ex (recent break up) who is a lunatic and it can be quite hard to ignore the phone or not shout at them, especially if htey're drunk or you're drunk or they're stalking you... The ways to deal with annoying neighbours usually means banging back louder or hitting them for me but you could always try setting him up with someone to see if his temper improves when he's not being annoyed by an ex...

i found an even better way to deal with my neibour, who thankfully is moving away: every time he has an open house, i act as weird and eccentric as possible. i set up my dremel and start cutting my case for some computer mod, i argue loudly with my dad about digging a six foot deadfall trap in our lawn (actually, i want to try geothermic cooling) i work on some wood working project (seeing as my projects go to my basement lab, they are pretty ugly looking), i cut metal with my scroll saw and rotary grinder (this makes a high pitch screeching sound) and i use the siren circut i made for the science fair.

LOL, that's awesome. All my neighbors/apartment building are pretty mellow, but I'll be moving soon :)

it works well. try selling a house with an insane neighbour with a talking labcoat

he made a point of having the headboard bang against the wall every night his girlfriend was round...

At one time we had apt dwellers above us that liked to use the shower as a couple, and they loved to let the window open screech like banshees to let everyone on the block know what they were up to....one advantage to living "below" them however was we could control the "hot water" by just turning it on....gave them something to screech about.

Another great revenge is to fight fire with fire, or failing that have wild house parties every night of the week for two weeks, ones that include fires, howling and filthy acts in the garden oh and make sure at least twenty beer bottles a day land in the nieghbours garden, they moved out soon after this and mowing the whole massive lawn with a petrol strimmer at half 5 in the morning. Final straw was wood chopping from 1am to 3am in summer, think really dry wood and 7lb axe - result being explosions of wood every where and a massive crack like gunshots in the night...

no not really but you could start tinkering with your car or lawnmower and put a massive exhaust on it, or buy a scooter and insist on driving it up to your apartment via the lift (make sure you have enough air to get you to your floor though), a massive sub and a sound generator porgram goes a long way too... especially if you can generate sound below 20hz, that way the people can only feel the sound but not hear it, earthquakes that dont exist are quite funny sometimes...

In any case, "revenge" of any type or form, places a person in the unique position of being a judge of the other's deed, while they simultaneously lower themselves to the very level they are judging to be wrong. This is known as hypocrisy to an elite level. :-)

If life forces me to be a hypocrite then I want to be a very skilled hypocrite

In other words, you are becoming what you claim to be fighting, that isn't any more skillful then falling off a chair.

the probleme with this system is its cruel to animals that can hear that noise, and suffer for it. elephants, for example, can hear a full range of infrasound. unless, of course, you want to annoy the animal.

Secretly (I mean make SURE he is not home) put a type written note on his door explaining neighbors can hear the confrontations and asking him to please try and lower his voice. Save a copy for yourself. If that does not work, call the police. If that does not work, move - but you may have worse problems with new neighbors. You never know! Of course the problem is probably over by now it being several months later.

We drunken rednecks aint bad ! Call the police business number when he is screaming at the girl or phone and report a loud disturbance next door and ask that they NOT contact you ......if it is a slow day/night you should have a officer out to check on the man and he wont know who called ....worked well when the kid next door turned 21 and was drinking in the garage and one of his friends decided to celebrate with gun shots ......duck and cover as I fumbled to find and load a revolver

some communities (sadly) the police do nothing if it is not a PUBLIC disturbance (disturbing those outside the building)

Troubled neighbors and rent seem to go hand in hand. In condos where people own their own apartment there are far less conflicts and for those that do cause trouble there are rules that will end up costing them big bucks or loss of their homes. Back in the bad old days when I had to rent I developed illegal tactics for fighting back when I needed to. Sometimes one can be mild but sometimes wild is the better alternative.

We're fortunate enough to finally be rid of our Hell neighbours. These clowns seriously used f**k every second word, and even normal conversations between them were at the top of their lungs. They could not close a door without slamming it hard enough to shake the building (the doors are on hydraulic closers too, so it takes extra special effort to slam them.) We called the coppers 2-3 times a month, and then only when they really got out of control. When they finally moved out, the landlord was left with holes in all the walls, most of the windows broken, a tonne of garbage left in the unit, and an unpaid electricity bill of something like $5000.

Living in Japan was great. Not a whisper from the neighbors. And despite living about 40 meters from a commuter rail track, with over 500 trains passing a day, I hardly heard them. I did get a lot of noise when I was listening to my short wave radio. The high voltage lines above the tracks created a hum that I could pick up on some radio bands. Now I’m back in my home town and I am living in an apartment below Todds. The Obese Disco Dancing Society.

Hey, I knew them, or their relatives, the TOSSERs The Overweight Disco Stomping Society: Extremely Repugnant.

The neighbor upstairs is jumping up and down and running in circles until about 3 in the morning every night. I'm not sure what is going on up there and I really don't wanna know, but paint is starting to fall off the ceiling. Every day, all day, this guy stands outside my building polishing his SUV, blasting the same gospel song over and over and screaming affirmation to Jesus in Spanish. Sometimes, when he has the chance, he yells at the wanna-be gangstas that hang out on the stoop next door to find the lord. It was funny at first, but it's been going on for many hours a day, for months. Then there are the radio wars between rap, salsa, pop and whatever else someone feels they can blast louder than the next person. And the "domestic disturbances" that somehow always end up in the stairwell. I just kind of tune those out. Oh oh... and somewhere along the line the neighborhood kids decided that my girlfriend was crazy and have taken to buzzing our apartment constantly. I've had worse neighbors though. In my last building one woman would walk her dog on my door mat and then watch me through the peephole, laughing, when I would clean up her dog's poo... she didn't think it so funny when I left large spring-loaded rat traps out to deal with the "pest" problem.

I live in an apartment, but it isn't that bad. However, once I opned a window and smelled marijuana smoke coming into the window, I looked out the window, and saw smoke coming out from the upstairs window. The guy upstairs was probally smoking some marijuana, so I just closed my window.
Then there was this other time one night where all I heard was some moaning and banging..... I was thinking "SHUT THE **** UP ***** SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!!!!" It eventually stopped. I'm glad those neighbors are gone now, now it's peaceful and quite all day.....(with the exeption of cars and truck noises). All of the other neighbors are nice.

I luckily don't live in an apartment, but that does not stop my neighbor from being an a$$. it started years ago, when my dad was trimming our bushes from our side of the property line. the neighbor comes over and starts yelling along the lines of: HOW DARE YOU CUT YOUR BUSHES!!!! about a month later, he had a wild backyard party. people threw balls in our yard, they lit a bonfire, and the screaming made you want to call 911. luckily, he's never home. you'd think he runs a grow op or something; he comes every month for a few hours. recently, he did some "landscaping and interior renovations". he had several bright lights installed outside his home, and a wood fireplace inside. at nigh, his house is lit up like an airport, and in cold weather, our block smells like a house fire. PS: if the love hexagon becomes a dodecahedron, someone PM me please!!

are you accusing everyone of being only 2 dimensional ? LOL

maybe there will be enough people to climb on top of one another and make one. lol. my geometry skills are pretty lousy, but in my defense i learned all of them in french.

awesome...you'll just need to sing it when you arrive at my door. Oh, and we get to videotape/put it on youtube as well.

Sweet! I'll be right over! I also know the lyrics to "Ryan started the fire" :-D

septagone!! or is it sexagone?? 2 more people join; i wanna learn what you call a nine sided figure.

Its... (point) . \__ arguable, not really polygons (line) . . / triangle - 3 square pentagon hexagon heptagon octagon nonagon decagon - 10 hendecagon dodecagon tridecagon -13 ... isocosagon -20

thanks. this clears a lot up. i should write these down.

Err... I wouldn't call them neighbors. My parents and sister are so loud. I'll try to be a good student & study/do my work, but they won't stop bothering me/being loud. The worst is when they get in an argument, or after they come home, when they're the loudest. It's interesting, though. When it's just me and one of them, it's fine. Once they have someone to talk to... I just grab my headphones and turn the knob up to 11.

I know how you feel, my mum+sister argue all the time and I just listen to some tunes to drown it out :D

mine too. he also wants to use the computer when im doing homework. like now... yes, technically im writing a paper right now. its not going so well...