The Tennis boys - one time they came up around the back of our place to collect their tennis balls (unannounced, unasked) when I happened to be naked in my lounge. They started hitting balls over on a regular basis after that. We put curtains up.
The Conductor - a simple man who lived next door to us in a duplex and who worked s a train conductor. Quite harmless, but played carnival music really loud on occasion. Thankfully it wasn't often, and he never once complained to us about our frequent loud parties so we never complained about his carnival music.
The ***** - a crazy ***** who lives three doors up who was so annoyed about our dogs barking at night (not often, not much) decided that every bark audible was our dogs, reported us to the local council (we responded in detail to the [mostly false] allegations and never heard another word from them), and when the council took no action, came and stole our dogs out of our yard, then called the local ranger and said that they'd been running loose and got them impounded. Cost us $1,400 all up to get them back, which we really couldn't afford at the time.
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The current neighbours who showed up on our doorstep within a week of us moving in to ask us to be quiet because their daughter was sleeping. Fast forward 3 years and they have at least one party a week right next to DD's bedroom and them have the nerve to tell us they can hear her crying at night. Um, yeah, cos you wake her up. They've got a siren they set off for fun too. Awesome sauce
The lonely, creepy old man across the road who was always on at me to go and do my washing at his place, or borrow his kitchen to cook in. He reversed his car with a tow ball into then DP's car and put a huge hole in it. Then I came home from work one day to find my street and house cordoned off by the police. He'd been bludgeoned to death, they think by a woman he'd picked up somewhere after making inappropriate advances. I still get shivers when I think about it
The creepy old man across the road, who left a note in my letter box offering his "services" if I ever felt lonely after my ExH moved out. I used to catch him watching the house from his front window & he somehow got my number & would call - I reported him to the police. He still lives there with his wife & daughter.
Our lovely next door neighbour who lost his wife to cancer and sings to her the same thing over & over everyday.....starting at 5.30-6.00am
The young guys over the back fence who moved into their grandmothers house because shes gone into a home and use it as a party place every weekend......just wish if they have to play music that loud, they had decent taste!!
the annoying lonely old man next door who cannot seem to understand we need to go/leave/havestuff to do ... or even good 'ole "P.O" !
We saw a head on smash 12 months ago - he came around and told us about the crashes he'd seen. a person we both know lost a friend to drowning - it was not even 24hrs later and he was baging out the guy and what he should have done... i had a bad crash he told me i was "ok as you[ i ] walked away" Ohh and he calls his cats. loudly between 6pm (not too bad and 2am (i threw stones from the drive way at the fence for that) hes lonely and blardy annoying. people dont see him because its about HIM and HIS storys...the same 10 over and over and over and over and over again (we've been here two years...)
Binocular Man - I lived at the back villa, he lived at the front and was always home so I could never come or go without him jumping out the door for something. For my birthday he gave me binoculars and told me I was his best friend. He then started buying food to give to me and I would refuse it and he'd follow me to my door really sternly saying take it. A few times he threw it in the door after me! I had too much rubbish for my bin one day so I thought I'd put it in his bin. He told me off and said I was no longer his best friend lol I actually ended up complaining to the land lord and they didn't renew his lease. I did feel bad but he was pretty creepy.
The Naked Druggie - lived across the road - used to party all the time in his unit which we were opposite and often out on his balcony. One afternoon he had a mate round and they were off their heads, yelling loudly, partying, snorting, then all of a sudden they were both naked and throwing the pebbles off their balcony at passers by, then noticed me on phone calling police so were pegging them across the road. As police turned up they were throwing plastic bags off the balcony (right to waiting police lol) and got taken away. Two days later a guy was downstairs at the intercom getting no answer and went ballistic yelling up to the 7th floor 'give me back my drugs etc etc' needless to say the Naked Druggie moved quite swiftly.
The Neighbours from Hell - the others have been a walk in the park compared to the house beside us now. Always fighting and yelling and screaming. Always drinking. Loud music, their shed coughs a lot and they seem to move roof tiles a lot too hmmmm never mow their lawn and rubbish everywhere. Have called their landlords and the police a few times in 4 years, worst one was when I thought one guy was going to kill another and come through the fence to our place in the process. They have quietened down a bit since then. And we have sold our house yay so only about 2 more weeks of living next to them. I feel bad for the buyers of our house, but hey we had to sell and they happened to buy it.
Let's hope our new neighbourhood is reasonably normal. I don't want completely normal though as that would be rather boring
Mine are more funny than scary I guess, so not so bad really.
I was 19 and living on my own in a one bedroom flat on the first floor of an apartment block. Upstairs to the left was the hooker, to the left the local drug peddler. So all kinds of interesting people coming and going at all hours of the day and night.
Directly above me though, was a guy who liked to pee at 2.35am on the dot. Every night. Stupid loud plumbing!
We have a unit attached to our house which we rent out. We had a lady in it who was horrible.
She would tell my kids, who were 10, 8 and 5 at the time, to shut our effin dog up. Every time she heard a dog bark she would open her front door and yell 'SHUT UP <insert dog's name>' then slam the door loudly. This happened at any time of the day or night. Most of the time our dog was inside with us not making a sound.
The unit and house share the same tv antenna, which is on the unit. We live in a rural area, we need an amplifier on it which is run by electricity, she decided she wasn't going to pay for it. We had a massive war over electricity, she rang my electricity company pretending to be me!
We had issues with the permits for the building, we had to tell her because the council wanted to look over the place so needed her permission. She had a huge meltdown over it, rang the council every day and harassed me every time she saw me. She would cry and have tantrums over it, claiming I was making her feel insecure when she was already insecure because she was abused as a child. It was horrible! The council found the plans so it was all resolved pretty quickly but we used it as an excuse to evict her anyway. She now harasses people in our Freecycle group.
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Maybe I should send a transcript of this thread to my neighbours so they can see they haven't got neighbors from hell after all :-)
Mostly lucky here, we had same issue with plumbing in flat in Spain could hear every time they used the loo. Some minor issues when had foreign exchange students living unaccompanied downstairs with bins and screaming - but really not many neighbors from hell (current ones more annoying than from hell) far more stories about flat mates from hell.
I lived in the rear unit of a block of three and my carport was against a fence. There was another block of units next door and the loungeroom window was about a metre from the fence and my carport. My kitchen window was on the other side of the carport and I'd have guessed there was about 3 metres between our two units.
The guy that lived in that unit was a raving alcoholic and would be ranting about something. Most often it was the news and his favourite topic was politicians. I was often treated to open curtain displays when I came home from work at midnight and I can tell you that his unit could have starred in an episode of hoarders
Anyhoo one morning I was heading off to tafe he was ranting and pacing along the footpath while swinging a stick in the air. He was locked out of his unit. The window was open about 3 inches but because he had put a bit of dowel in the sliding window track as burglar proofing I assume, he couldn't get in and was trying to move it with the stick. He wasn't getting anywhere so would stop and beat the window with the stick for a while...then pace and rant for a bit before trying again.
This was all happening right next to my car and there was no way I was going out there so I decided I was being late for class and watched the show from the kitchen for a while. I did debate whether or not I should help him (or just enjoy a day of soap operas) but someone else beat me to it and the cops turned up. They chatted for a while and when they moved to the front of their building I seized the moment to leave
Our lease was up not long after that and we decided to move. Not because of him exclusively but it was a factor in our decision
And I guess I'm going to be the only one to admit to probably being someones neighbour from hell!
With our house full of feral squealing and fighting children...
Electric guitar playing, car restoring, rev head husband and all his rev head mates working on each others cars in the driveway...
Metallica played very loud when I do the housework so I can hear it over the vacuum cleaner...
I bet our old neighbours must really miss us
I lived in the rear unit of a block of three and my carport was against a fence. There was another block of units next door and the loungeroom window was about a metre from the fence and my carport. My kitchen window was on the other side of the carport and I'd have guessed there was about 3 metres between our two units.
The guy that lived in that unit was a raving alcoholic and would be ranting about something. Most often it was the news and his favourite topic was politicians. I was often treated to open curtain displays when I came home from work at midnight and I can tell you that his unit could have starred in an episode of hoarders
Anyhoo one morning I was heading off to tafe he was ranting and pacing along the footpath while swinging a stick in the air. He was locked out of his unit. The window was open about 3 inches but because he had put a bit of dowel in the sliding window track as burglar proofing I assume, he couldn't get in and was trying to move it with the stick. He wasn't getting anywhere so would stop and beat the window with the stick for a while...then pace and rant for a bit before trying again.
This was all happening right next to my car and there was no way I was going out there so I decided I was being late for class and watched the show from the kitchen for a while. I did debate whether or not I should help him (or just enjoy a day of soap operas) but someone else beat me to it and the cops turned up. They chatted for a while and when they moved to the front of their building I seized the moment to leave
Our lease was up not long after that and we decided to move. Not because of him exclusively but it was a factor in our decision
And I guess I'm going to be the only one to admit to probably being someones neighbour from hell!
With our house full of feral squealing and fighting children...
Electric guitar playing, car restoring, rev head husband and all his rev head mates working on each others cars in the driveway...
Metallica played very loud when I do the housework so I can hear it over the vacuum cleaner...
I bet our old neighbours must really miss us
We've been pretty lucky with our neighbours. The only stand out was hat lady! She had a million hats and every time she saw us come out of our house she would run over and ask if we liked the hat she was wearing. Then she'd go into detail about her latest hat purchase and every time she would ask us if we wanted to go over and see her hat room. Um, NO!!!!!!!!!!! She was quite funny but got annoying if you were in a hurry and just wanted to leave lol! Luckily she was in a rental and they sold the house so she had to leave.
Singapore man - We had a family move in next us just after I had Isla. Nice wholesome Christian church goers. At first the guy seemed harmless enough. Would go on about how he was a born again & would get us along to church eventually. Would chat over the back fence when I was out with the kids. The back fence was about a meter or so high. He once offered to buy our dog & also started feeding her all the time. I had asked him not too as she has allergies & can't tell if she isn't eating because she is sick or because he had already fed her earlier. I ended up having to move her food bowl etc into the laundry after he jumped the fence to get it. Ended up getting DH to tell him to stop feeding her after he jumped the fence.
Same guy became rather sleezy & would chat to me & tell me about how he told his wife that he copped an eye full down my top when I lent over to pick up one of the kids.. I was like "oooooK.. I have to go inside now...." He also would tell me about his trips to Singapore to meet up with ladies. All sorts of sleezy **** came out of him and he always included his wife in his conversations so I kinda just ignored most of it. Then one day I was chatting with the wife & I asked when he got back from overseas & she looked at me like I was nuts. Turns out as far as she knew he was driving trucks interstate. I went on to tell her all of his stories & not long after she left him.
Singapore man - We had a family move in next us just after I had Isla. Nice wholesome Christian church goers. At first the guy seemed harmless enough. Would go on about how he was a born again & would get us along to church eventually. Would chat over the back fence when I was out with the kids. The back fence was about a meter or so high. He once offered to buy our dog & also started feeding her all the time. I had asked him not too as she has allergies & can't tell if she isn't eating because she is sick or because he had already fed her earlier. I ended up having to move her food bowl etc into the laundry after he jumped the fence to get it. Ended up getting DH to tell him to stop feeding her after he jumped the fence.
Same guy became rather sleezy & would chat to me & tell me about how he told his wife that he copped an eye full down my top when I lent over to pick up one of the kids.. I was like "oooooK.. I have to go inside now...." He also would tell me about his trips to Singapore to meet up with ladies. All sorts of sleezy **** came out of him and he always included his wife in his conversations so I kinda just ignored most of it. Then one day I was chatting with the wife & I asked when he got back from overseas & she looked at me like I was nuts. Turns out as far as she knew he was driving trucks interstate. I went on to tell her all of his stories & not long after she left him.
We had these neighbours that would get into domestics so loud we called the cops a few times. They were migrants and didn't speak much English but at night we heard druken abuse and things being smashed etc. She was pregnant and they had a small child too. We shared a wall (two flats made out of one house type thing)
Turns out it was her getting drunk and abusing him. She even smashed their front windows.
She ended up going into rehab.
He was nice enough but he was always insisting I give my dd hypol the cod liver oil stuff. Claiming it would make her smart and was very important. They were a strange and somewhat sad couple.
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