People Share Stories Of Their Nightmare Neighbors And The Drama They Have Endured

Just like in movies, there are various types of neighbors that really exist. There are nice, weird, and crazy neighbors. You might be lucky enough to have a nice one because you are about to dive into the craziest neighbor stories of all time.

These people from the Reddit Community shared their horror stories of their horrible and crazy neighbors that they had to endure. Take a sit and enjoy!

1. Loves to Pound

We had downstairs neighbors who would Pound on the ceiling whenever we walked across the living room.

They even pounded when my infant son rolled across the floor. My husband had just had surgery and the pounding physically hurt.

sammie3000 

I once lived in an apartment where the wall was thin. The neighbor's bathroom was on the same wall as my bedroom. 

The neighbor had the loudest flatulence I've ever heard in my life, and he liked to come home late at night, run a bath, and let it all rip.

 He could hear me ROFL, and he'd be like IT IS NOT FUNNY, DUDE. 

Anytime we saw each other around the complex, it would be kinda awkward.

[deleted]

I live next to a bitter old man, probably about 78 years old.

When we let our dogs out, usually it's just for a few minutes so they can do their business. But it was one of the first nice days we'd had in a while, so we let them be outside for a while. 

They both went to the front of our house to lay in the sun, although they've never gone off our property. I guess our neighbor was spraying his lawn with weedkiller because he walked over to where our dogs were lying and sprayed it in their faces. 

Their cries and whimpers were one of the most heartbreaking things I've ever heard; they sounded like they were in so much pain (and I was in my room when it happened). 

My mom saw what was happening, stormed outside, and started screaming through tears at him. My mom is usually a very calm person. I've never heard her that upset. 

She took the dogs to the closest vet, and thankfully, they're both okay still.

capgetsreal

I had a lady who lived above me who had severe schizophrenia. She constantly thought the units on each side of her and below (me) were yelling at her and making noise.

Being that she did not work, this meant she spent a good 12-16 hours a day stomping around the apartment, yelling at us, and kicking the walls. The police were called out there so many times they stopped responding, and the leasing office had a bloated eviction process they had to go through before they could get rid of her.

It escalated to the point where she started vandalizing our doors by spraying ketchup on them, knocking and running, and calling the police on us for making the phantom noise.

I ended up having to sleep with earplugs and move my bed away from the wall just to get 4 to 5 hours a night.

I did, however, get a recording of this...

[deleted]

I lived in the basement suite of a four-plex, and the people above me were awful (as was my roommate, but that's a totally different story).

The guy's alarm would go off every day at 5:30 am. It would go off continuously for two hours when he would actually get up around 8. No snooze button or anything. It's just constantly blaring the entire time. On multiple occasions, I would get mad enough to go up and bang on his door to get him up and shut off the alarm. He was nice but never changed... until he got a roommate...

She was a call girl, which I don't really harbor any negative opinions over. The problem was that she did her business at home, and my room was directly under hers. 

Sometimes, I would be outside having a cigarette, and these guys would come out with their heads down and scurry off. 

Sometimes, I would wake up in the middle of the night to someone outside my window, tapping on hers (above mine) to get her to answer the door. I would hear her noises almost every day.

But the worst part of it all was that the only song I ever heard her listen to was Creed - With Arms Wide Open. Every day, that song, at least a few times. Day and night. I still cringe thinking about it.

[deleted]

This past summer, my neighbors had neglected a yappy dog they adopted the year before. Now, please understand that we do not live directly beside our neighbors. And we didn't see that they weren't giving their dog water and food on a regular basis. 

The July heat rolls around, and we notice that the dog has disappeared from its usual perch beside their house. A week or so later, we started smelling this foul stench coming from their yard in a tall patch of bush. 

My father drove his ATV through the bush and discovered the stench was coming from a black garbage bag. He called the police, and they came to investigate. They determined it was their dog. It had liquified due to the heatwave. 

A conservation agent pays our neighbors a visit and notifies them they have until 5 pm to dispose of the animal. So, (here is the best part) my lovely neighbors SET THE LIQUIFIED DOG AFLAME. We guessed they poured gas on the bag, lit a match, and walked away.

It broke my heart when they got another dog a month later...

jawrdn

My neighbor from behind my mom's house once literally asked her, "Why don't you use the master bedroom? I never see you go in there with my binoculars." He wasn't joking. (She actually doesn't use the master bedroom, which is visible from his back window).

On top of that, he's also probably a racist. He started harassing the repair guy from DirecTV (who happens to be black). This guy had a uniform, expensive equipment, and everything. He claimed he looked like he was doing something "suspicious."   

Oddly enough, he didn't seem to think the white kid who did try to break in (in broad daylight, no less) was "suspicious."

On top of THAT, he asked my mom one morning if he could have his lawnman remove a tree that he didn't like. Seeing as how it was on our property (even the branches, it was small), on that strip of land next to driveways, she said no. 3 hours later: BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. 

What the hell was even the point of asking?

odin_the_wanderer

When I was in high school, my parents had a house built. While it was being built, we lived in a little Monopoly-style rental house.

The neighbor next door had parties that would run from Friday evening until Sunday evening with loud music and lots of people. 

My parents complained to the police, and apparently, they set up DUI checkpoints on both sides of the streets because he had one last party, and that was pretty much that.

Some friends in college lived next to some girl who was dating a football player. They got into epic fights, and occasionally, it sounded like they were going to devour each other.

thegreatgazoo

I lived next to this woman who was extremely irresponsible, had 4 noisy children, and her mother all occupying the same small space. All day long, I got to listen to children screaming and throwing things and her yelling obscenities at them, and all night long, I got to listen to her blast music and fight with people. 

It was unending. There was never quiet for very long.   

I couldn't really call the police because they wouldn't do anything when I did call them, and my neighbors would punish me for calling by smearing dog crap on my door and leaving garbage around my front step. 

I was the new guy living in the complex, and a lot of people were noisy like her, so she knew it was me calling the cops. Eventually, you just learn to sleep with Ke$ha blasting through the paper-thin walls. 

I was so glad when I finally moved out.

[deleted]

My current neighbor has had my parents and other neighbors go to court and be arrested because of him. Long story short, he has a history of messing with the law because of his "connections." 

So, he likes to mess with his neighbors, trying to get them put in jail for his own pleasure. He files protective orders against my parents yet stalks them to their workplace. He's gone to the restaurant my mother works at to eat (keep in mind he knows she works there and has a protective order against her because "she threatens him") and sits there for hours just staring.

Every time someone calls the cops on him, the officers take his side, and we end up getting messed over. One of my neighbors was arrested last night. He (the neighbor who was arrested) called the police because the jerkward neighbor was flashing a laser pointer from his porch at him and my father. 

Cops came, said my (good guy) neighbor was violating the (jerkward) neighbor's protective order, and had him arrested. He's on probation due to a DUI, so he'll probably be gone for a while. All thanks to this jerkward.

Pandaaaaaaa

I've got a great stupid neighbor story... Well, it's not stupid, just batcrap crazy. So I live with my dad, my bro, and his gf, and my dad goes out of town a lot for his job. One day, our neighbor came over looking like he was tweaking with a ring of keys. 

Like a ridiculous number of keys, and asked if he could see if they'll work on my dad's car (he took a taxi to the airport), and my brother, who'd answered the door, said, "Heck no, get the fudge out of here." These are not exact words, but hey. 

Then, 20-25 minutes later, 3 cop cars come cruising up the street towards his house, and it turns out that he broke into a garage and stole those keys. 

And I thought, "Why wouldn't he go back to that house he stole them from if he wanted to know what they're for."

Then, a few weeks later, my next-door neighbors (who lived in a duplex) came over and asked if we'd been hearing the pounding on top of our roof, and we were like, "Yeah, wtf was that?" 

Turns out it was a tweaker neighbor running around on our roof. And we were asking him what he was doing, and he jumped off from the lowest part and then just took off. Also, we live in a 2 story house, and I'm fairly positive he was in a robe and socks during the winter at night.

PovertyPoint

I don't have any stories of my own, but my brother had one. He and a friend were hanging out at his condo (he rented a duplex with other condos beside each other) and heard a strange noise. 

They thought it was a cat outside at first and ignored it. They kept hearing it, so they went outside to check it out but couldn't find a cat anywhere. 

They follow the sound to find his neighbor staring outside the window, meowing at them at 1 am.

Seufee

My family has always had cats. One day, two of the cats went missing. One of the missing cats had recently been partially shaved by the vet due to a medical condition. My parents started asking neighbors and searching around. 

My mom went to an animal shelter and found one of the cats. When she retrieved the cat, she asked about the second cat. It had been put down. Apparently, no one expects partially shaved cats to be adopted. 

The people at the shelter described the man who brought her in. It was our next-door neighbor. I was young, so I don't remember if my parents found out the details from the shelter or the neighbor or his wife, but what happened was the guy had started trapping our cats. 

The reason was he had noticed paw prints on his car. He never said anything to my parents about the paw prints. 

He just set out traps and catnapped the cats.

[deleted]

It's not so much a nightmare, as annoying as hell.

Whenever we had company over, and we greeted them out the front or said goodbye out the front, our neighbor would be out the front, lifting her little pile of bricks and moving it to the other side. 

There were about ten bricks that she only moved from one point to another. It was amazing how nosy she was, and we couldn't believe how much she listened to our conversations.

[deleted]

My upstairs diagonal neighbors like to do p90x in large groups at 12 am. All I hear are stomps for about an hour.

Also, they throw huge parties, like throwing their beer bottles off the balcony when they're done with them. The next day, there's glass everywhere. I can't tell them anything because they only speak Spanish.

At one party, they threw up off their balcony onto my patio. I got so pissed I flung open my door and yelled, "Do you mind not puking on my space?!" they said they'd clean it the next day. 

They didn't.

Last week, one of my chairs was stolen from the patio. The joke's on the thief. That is the one that got puked on :)

cjojojo

This is more of a funny story than a neighbor from hell. But in our apartment, we kept hearing massive bass (think like a rhythm game) starting at 6 pm to sometimes going till 11 pm, and it sounded like it was localized right above our bedroom. 

Finally, one night, I went up and banged on the door, but they didn't answer. About an hour later, I hear moving around in the apartment above me, so I walk out, hoping to catch them either on the stairs or so I can knock on the door again. 

I went out, and he was walking down the stairs. When he saw me, he asked if I could turn down the bass so he could sleep.

It was like the Spiderman meme where they were pointing at each other. 

I told him I thought it was him this entire time. So after we realized it was neither of us, we walked together and found the noise coming from a building two buildings down. It turned out the dude had a drum set in his closet and was rocking out every night. 

We can hear it since we talked to him, but he always stops around 8 pm now. So it could have been way worse if the guy was a jerkward.

shittymondaymorning

I've posted this before. A little back story for context later... I live in a very spacious country subdivision. We are about 25 years younger than the average owners. Everyone has at least an acre. 

My husband and I personally built a large shed next to a detached bedroom garage. It took us about 3 weekends to do it. We also mow our lawn once a week. Our yard isn't meticulous but hardly neglected.

We got a letter in the mail one day. It was typed on a typewriter and came from the "Upper Smith Neighbor Group" (name changed). The letter read, "When you first moved in, I wasn't sure if you had the class, finances, or breeding to be in our illustrious neighborhood.”

“I see that you finally built a place to hide all the junk you insist on keeping in your yard. Now, if only you could do something about that hayfield you call a yard."

The "junk" they were upset about was building materials for the shed that were delivered, used, and cleaned up in 3 weeks.

I was so mad, and revenge had been on my mind for weeks. I couldn't figure out how to handle it to my satisfaction. I figured it out right before the 4th of July. I got 2 old toilets and put one on either side of my driveway (by the street).

I planted red, white, and blue flowers in the bowl and stuck in a couple of small American flags for flare. Then, I made a large sign that read, "Thank you, Upper Smith Neighbor Group, for your letter suggesting I take more pride in my yard." 

I kept them for a whole year, switching out the bowl decorations for every holiday with the wackiest decorations I could find.

Widabeck

Our neighbor kept complaining that the plants by the shared fence in our garden were dragging it down and ruining the plants climbing on her side.

You only had to glance at the fence to see that it was massively weighed down on her side - it was sort of a wire fence, and it was stretched and bowed on her side so that it practically touched the ground. We had a few plants against the fence on our side but nothing like she did, and yet she kept insisting it must be our fault.

When we moved out, we hired a couple of gardeners to just tidy the garden up a bit for the next tenants. 

We left them to it and went inside to pack.

When we checked on them later, we found that the neighbor had come in and told them to get rid of all of our plants by the fence - which technically belonged to the landlord! - and instead of coming to check with us, they just totally ripped out every flower bed along the fence on the say-so of some random stranger.

And, of course, it made no damn difference to the fence whatsoever.

catbiskits

I don’t remember this well, as this was handled by my parents. Ever since we arrived at the building we’re currently living in, the water bill (I don’t know if that’s what it’s called) had been insanely high. 

After years of trying to cut showers and stuff like that, they finally called the water company. Turns out the laundromat downstairs, which was owned by another neighbor, had tweaked its pipes so that all the water they used was marked as used by us. 

Not any business: A LAUNDROMAT. Eventually, it was fixed, and we’re back to paying a reasonable amount, but I don’t remember if we were ever compensated for all the previous years—my dad, who was fighting that, died around the same time (not related, lol, he had cancer)

JusticeforKimPine

I was told that the apartment across from me had kids, but only on every other weekend. So that was a freaking lie. They had their kids there EVERY DAY, ALL DAY. And all these kids did was scream 24/7. 

The parents would also scream back at them, with the TV permanently set to 90 on the volume. No kids show either. It's a bedroom apartment, and they had like 5 kids, including a toddler. 

Oh, how did I know? Their kids tried to get into my apartment. Twice. They eventually skipped out, and I got to see the stuff the cleaners had to haul away. There was an adult bed, a crib, and nothing else. 

These kids were sleeping on hardwood floors every night. When I looked into the bedroom, there was a kid-sized hole in the wall. Like someone had picked up and threw a child into the wall. Now I understand why the kids cried all the time.

Bluellan

I was the admin of the community Facebook page for a nice gated community, and I really tried to be a good, fair admin. 

I kicked a member off for calling all the women of the neighborhood "useless jerks" and saying that all housewives should be muzzled and chained to the stoves where they belonged. 

So he showed up at my house, threatening to burn it down with our dogs inside. We were scared to leave our house for a while.

cassiecas88

We had a neighbor who was obviously nuts. They were older and both unemployed and having a rough go of it. So what's an unstable busybody to do? Why, peek over your neighbor's 6-foot tall solid wood fence to spy! 

They called animal control on us because the dogs' splashy pool water was gross. It was not their drinking water, an automatic watering system that refilled with fresh water every time they used it, but the splashy baby pool water the dogs liked to play in. 

We asked them why the fudge had called animal control on us. Our dogs have their own FLOOR in the house, and they are hardly abused. They said, hysterically sobbing, "We just didn't know what to do!!!!" We relocated to another residence after that. 

They then stole the huge ceramic pots of black bamboo that went on either side of the porch. When we pointed the theft out, they got angry and claimed since we were moving out, they were fair game.

godwins_law_34

This was about 12 years ago.

Had a married couple who lived above me. For the most part, they were quiet. One night, they got into a fight, a huge fight. There was a bunch of noise, yelling, stomping, doors slamming. She managed to throw him out. 

He does a Rick Flair "Whoooo!" and smashes their bedroom window to break back into their apartment. 

That is when 911 was called. I was the 5th person to call on that apartment.

Spoke to the apartment office about that couple. They weren't being evicted; their lease was almost up, and the apartment office declined their renewal.

GreatJanitor

My friend's new neighbor asked them to stop cooking food because the smell bothered them (but only in the guest bathroom when she cozied up to the air vent). She suggested that instead of hot, cooked food, my friends should eat lunch meat and nuts, or should they 'heat food the natural way.' 

She did not give any specifics on what that meant. 

Later in the message, she said that if they MUST cook food, they should consider simply not cooking food instead.

Eventually, she went to the leasing office to complain that my friends were cooking their food. Thankfully, they declined the complaint because it was so ridiculous. 

If you're this kind of person, please never live in an apartment complex.

Orcaboros

Our first house was in a working-class, post-WW2 suburban neighborhood. The houses were a single driveway’s width plus open yards about 2-3 feet apart. We moved in early spring with our then 2-year-old, so we spent time outside when our new neighbors in their 70s came home. 

We smiled/waved, they came over to introduce themselves, and the first thing the lady said was, “I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY TO YOU PEOPLE. DON'T BLOW THE SNOW UP AGAINST OUR HOUSE. IF YOU GET WATER IN OUR BASEMENT, WE WILL SUE THE HECK OUT OF YOU.” Ooooookay, nice to meet you too.

This was the beginning of the most ridiculous neighbor relationship I think I’ve ever had. I nannied another little boy, and she would come to knock on our door and tell me to “SHUT THOSE KIDS UP BEFORE I CALL CPS ON YOU.” 

They were running around my house, which I owned, or the yard, being happy, loud kids.

 Eventually, I had enough and called the non-emergency line for harassment. Then things got really weird.

She would wake up at 7:00 am and bang on all the windows facing our house. She’d open them and bang them shut repeatedly. She would pound her fists on them. Then, about 7:30/8, she would walk out to her car after slamming the door and shaking her keys as loudly as possible. 

She’d throw them on the ground, pick them up and shake them, throw them down again. Then, she’d leave for the morning.

She would also randomly come wandering over, trying to give me $1 for my son's birthday, or tearful and wanting to go into our house. I wonder if she wasn’t entering into some form of dementia....they sold their house about a year after we moved in.

DaMeLaVaca

Growing up, the neighbor on one side would shoot the stray barn cats for fun. Broke my heart to find that one out. The other side was a cornfield for years, owned by a guy out of state who paid local farmers to plant & harvest. Then, a family that ran a landscaping business sold and bought that property.

They would burn green branches a lot. But ONLY when the wind was blowing directly towards our house. We kept track. We lived in the country, but although our properties were quite long, they weren't particularly wide, so their house was relatively close to ours, and a ton of smoke would come in all the time. 

My dad started having serious respiratory problems due to all of the smoke, and the dad/business owner would just ignore us or say he didn't care when we asked nicely for him to stop. 

Finally, my parents went to a lawyer. They got a letter that basically said, 'You've gotta stop, or we'll sue you for medical bills.' 

My mom went to deliver the letter, and it just so happened that the guy's father-in-law was there, too. He asked my mom what this was all about, and my mom told him. FIL ripped the neighbor a new jerkward right then and there.

Apologized on his dopey SIL's behalf and, with a very stern look at our neighbor, assured us it would NEVER happen again. And it actually didn't happen again, and my dad recovered once he wasn't breathing smoke all the time. 

My parents and that neighbor both still live there; they are friendly with him now, but I just can't forgive being that blase about making my dad seriously ill.

Rockfell3351

Growing up, we had a neighbor named Ada. She was a widow and had a big dog -- I think it was a St. Bernard. We were told when we moved in that her dog was mean and had attacked some kids.

Her backyard was fenced with a wooden fence, and the dog was kept in a chain-link pen inside that fence when it wasn't in the house. Our houses were separated by an alley, and our yard was sunk in a bit and had a stone wall on the outside perimeter. We would often play in our yard, and that would make the dog bark. 

We NEVER intentionally did anything to irritate that dog -- we were terrified of it. She would yell at us about making the dog bark if we were outside playing.

One day, my Mom and I were at the mall. My Dad and brother were home on our porch. Ada was walking the dog from her back door to the pen in the yard. The dog got loose, ran across the alley, across our driveway, jumped on my brother's back (he was five years old), and attacked him. 

All hell broke loose.

Thankfully, my Dad was able to intervene before things got bad, and my brother didn't even end up at the hospital. 

However, my Dad lost it a bit. He was sure the dog would get loose again, so he brought his gun down from upstairs and made it more easily accessible. A few days later, the dog got loose again, and he went out and threatened to shoot the dog.

A few days later, my parents got served -- they had to go before the magistrate. They needed a lawyer for this, and at the time, Dad was either on strike or laid off, so money was tight. My Dad's BIL agreed to be their lawyer, and they rounded up a few neighbors that the dog had attacked through the years. They went to court twice, and the neighbor didn't show up either time. After that, the case was dropped.

Eventually, the dog died (and she didn't get another). Still, we never had any real contact with Ada until years later when one of their trees (a huge old pine) was blown over by the wind. It blocked the road and ended up in her driveway (her garage was a separate building behind her house), just missing her garage. 

They actually dealt with each other cordially then. Fun times!

Intelligent_Sundae_5

A new neighbor moved in downstairs from me. He and his large group of friends used to sit on the stairs outside of the building leading up to the door and smoke cigarettes and leave their butts all over the ground. They would also prop open the door even though we have a keypad to enter the building that’s there for all of our safety.

He also likes to stand in the hallway at 7 or 8 in the morning and just blast his music. It can be heard on all 3 floors of the building, but he’s been doing it less since many of us complained to the landlord.

His dog is poorly trained, and I once heard him yell at his dog and threaten to beat it.

He constantly blasts music in his apartment, plays drums, and attempts to sing screamo. Again, this is all heard throughout the entire building and starts as early as 8 am and sometimes starts as late as 10pm.

My classmate lives downstairs next to him and once came out of her apartment and saw him sitting near her door in the hallway using an outlet. 

He told her his electricity got turned off, and he needed to go to the bank and tried to bum a ride off her even though they’d never spoken before.

One morning, around 10 am, he was blasting a Nickleback song on repeat, and one of my elderly neighbors knocked on his door and asked him to turn it down. He told my elderly neighbor to back off and slammed the door in his face.

A few days ago, I was walking into my building, and his girlfriend/friend or whatever was in the hallway, talking loudly on the phone, and said, “You’re lucky someone just walked in, or I was going to say what I’d do to you. Just know I eat carpet better than you.” I just went up to my apartment and could still hear her conversation.

My building had a lot of college students doing classwork online and families with young kids, so we’re all having a hard time with this new guy...

pissbuttbaby

My sister was looking to buy a 3-bedroom house, and she was not having a lot of luck finding something livable that she could afford.

She came across a house that was absolutely beautiful. Large airy rooms, big eat-in kitchen, everything updated, and decent property size. It had been on the market forever, and it was cheap.

She was completely mystified. Until she was shown the property by the owner. 

Out comes the crazy neighbor, screaming at my sister, swearing, shaking her fist, and hollering like a fat Granny Clampett. 

She followed them around the property screaming, and when they went inside, she stood by the windows and screamed through the screens.

The owner basically said, “No way in hell you are going to buy this house, right?”

“Nope,”

But my sister did sign a complaint and act as a witness for the homeowner.

[deleted]

Our neighbors had 6 kids under the age of 5. All boys and they were all loud little bees. Mom would leave them outside to play by themselves and when they weren't beating each other up and screaming. They were pushing their slide up against our 6-foot fence and throwing rocks at our dog or jumping down into our yard to chase her. 

Once, their 2-year-old climbed into our dog door and gave me a heart attack. (Picture the girl from the ring, only a redheaded toddler). Another time, someone was suddenly banging on my back door. 

I went to open it, and a naked, soaking wet 3-year-old ran past me, screaming into my house, out the front door, and straight towards the pond across the street. 

Their mother yelled at me to mind my own business when I returned him to her. 

They cloth diapered, used The Family cloth" and made their own hippie detergent so when they ran their dryer, it smelled awful. 

One kid broke his arm badly, and she posted on Facebook asking for advice on which ER was better and waited 5 hours to take him to the ER while he screamed in the backyard. Oh, and she gave birth to three of them (1 kid and then twins a year later) in her master bedroom with all the windows open... 

They were renters, and we once saw the 4-year-old hitting the six-year-old with what looked like a stair banister. I felt so bad for the people who owned the home.

 Also... We moved away.

cassiecas88 

My current neighbor loves to pick fights with all the neighbors ( she lives in the cul de sac off my street). Instead of coming to us directly about issues she has, she speed-dials the city. 

So, she had an issue with a tree in our backyard ( a small branch fell onto her lawn from my tree during an ice storm) a year ago and decided to wage war on all the trees near her property. Then, she called the city to make us cut the tree down ( it was completely healthy, just leaning over her property slightly). 

The city sided with her. It had to come down. We had 3 weeks to get it down, or we get fined. So we call a place that can do it with a crane, as long as the machine can go on her front lawn. You can see where this is going.

My mother goes to hers and explains that the crane needs to go on her lawn to get the tree SHE WANTED down. She replied that it was fine and "Anything she could do to help." THEN, on the day of, the arborists were ready to cut her down, and she decided she was no longer okay with the vehicle being on her lawn. 

So not only does the process get delayed 3 days ( pushing us close to the deadline), we have to get a bigger crane to do it from the cul de sac. This one decision of hers cost an extra $6k?!? Which came out of my pocket ( my parents are retired and old) and deferred my education over a year.

Zickkea

I had a neighbor with a work truck, a custom truck, and a custom car. He had so many vehicles that it was hard to park. When our second son was born, a fourth truck appeared. He rebuilt the thing. His yard was full of body panels instead of grass that summer. He was always using a metal grinder. 

He rebuilt the engine and took months to tune it. He'd back it up to as close to our house as he could and would rev the engine. Before work, after work, and all day on the weekends. It was impossible to have conversations in our house. He would stop if we left.

He would start things like this, create conflict, and would act like the victim. I witnessed him yell at cable installers, the landlord's brother who repainted the house. We were at odds because my cat went into his yard the summer before.

So after pretending it wasn't getting to me, I called the cops, who blew it off and told him he couldn't do it after sundown (sundown doesn't happen until 10 pm in Montana.) I finally emailed a community resource officer, and he shut that down.

They would film me doing something wrong for the next two years. He had 6 cameras pointing out from his place to ours at all angles. If I was taking out the trash, he'd come out with his phone camera and try to catch me doing something. I dunno.

Eventually, his landlord evicted him. He still lived close and spent his summer evenings holding up a sign that said: Screw your masks Libruls are D.U.M.B. I don't know what it means, but he wore a mask every time he went to the store.

DarrenEdwards

Growing up, a friend of my brother's lived next door to an elderly widow who became obsessed with a feud with that family.

She was constantly calling the police on them. She claimed that they had dynamite hidden in the basement.   

Another time, she soaked herself, clothing and all, in a shower, then came out after calling the police and claimed that the father had sprayed her with a garden hose. 

I'm sure I'm forgetting a whole pile of her antics. It was kind of sad, though. She probably just wanted some attention.

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I lived next door to an Air BnB house. At first, it was fine, but then, during tourist season, the house was rented out to some dude who decided to invite all his boys over for a lovely party... on a Tuesday... till after midnight... in the pool... next to my bedroom window...and blocked our driveway with their cars.

We spent the next six months calling the police (non-emergency line) for one thing or another as a barrage of events unfolded. Other fun mentionable were loud pool parties till 2 or 3 in the morning, Goth metal music blaring from a stereo that made our windows shake on that side of the house, garbage left sprawled on our yard, and cars parked in our driveway when theirs "was full." 

I eventually contacted the owners through the Air BnB listing and explained that if they couldn't find tenants that could respect the residential area that, I would be happy to talk to the HOA about putting in an ordinance against short-term rentals for our area. 

Needless to say, after six months of BS, they put the house up for sale, and we finally had a nice neighbor who moved in. Peace at last.

Cantankerous_Won

Two brothers moved in across from us in an apartment building. One was sketchy af and kept trying to get me to let him in when my husband wasn't home. He would do weird things like have my husband call the cops because he claimed his brother stole our wedding presents (?) 

After that, his brother kicked him out. Eventually, we caught up with the brother. We apologized for the whole thing, and he explained that his brother was into serious drugs and was causing him all kinds of problems. 

We felt bad, but it was best to stay out of it. The guy seemed a little slow but otherwise okay, and with the drama over, we all settled back into being neighbors.

A month later, he was arrested. He'd been tackling and harassing women as they jogged in the nearby park.

elcasaurus

My neighborhood is fairly new, and the construction results in a vole problem in any newly sodded yard. My next-door neighbor has tried multiple methods to rid her yard of the Voles, including spreading human hair, sprinkling vinegar, or maybe it was turmeric. 

Anyway, her latest vole removal effort involves lining her property line with used, bulging puppy pads as to deter the voles. We live in the northern United States. These pads are now frozen solid. 

The first layer is frozen to the ground with a few inches of snow covering it. She just started the second layer. I have talked to her, and the neighbors on the other side and behind her have spoken to her about it. 

She refuses to stop because any other option will harm her dog and her 15-year-old son... All three of us have complained to the city and public health. 

When these things melt in the spring, it will be more disgusting than it is now. 

Ten-fold.

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A New apartment neighbor, had a sound system on his shared wall with our bedroom and his living room. The first night, he had a party. Like friends, booze, weed, and strippers. Yeah, strippers. Our bedroom wall was actually shaking.

In total, I went over there about 6 times. Every time, it was, “I have the bass set to 0, so IDK what you’re talking about.” Had a 6-month correspondence chain with the property company to the point where the next step was eviction. 

He had a nice habit of getting drunk and passing out until 4-5 AM with his music on. I tried all the “how to deal with noisy neighbors” suggestions...but there isn’t much to block out bass.

Thankfully, I got into a grad program in another state and peace the fudge out within a month. 

Sleep deprivation seriously sucks.

tallbro

Okay, okay, one more story. I was about 5/6 years old when all of that happened. My parents recently told me about that. I had no idea because I was too young. The neighbors across the street apparently rented their house to others when I was little.

Among the renters was a couple, or apparently more like a family. My parents told me that they had no real idea how many people *exactly* were living in the house; they just knew of a sleazy father, a strict mother, and a suppressed daughter, but they were sure there were more people.

What happened was that once in a while, apparently, the family would order HUGE amounts of carpets, silver cutlery, and small statuettes on post-paid but then never pay the bills. My parents apparently often heard arguments from across the street about that, and you could literally see the mess from all the stuff they ordered but somehow never paid.

Things got ugly when they started to sign the bills not at their address but at my parents' address, causing them to have a dispute with the manufacturers of some oriental-looking statues on who has to pay for their service. In the end, they apparently paid for it, but not without great hesitance.

What my parents told me is that the landlords also had trouble receiving rent from them, so they got an eviction letter, which they refused to comply with. It almost ended up in court with my parents as witnesses. Still, in the end, things turned around, and the family disappeared as silently as they appeared.

Since then, the landlords moved back into the house, and they're super chill neighbors, and I'm kinda glad I was too young to notice any of that.

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I lived in an apartment building with a lot of students, being a student myself. One night at about 2 am, someone upstairs came home and turned on a loud radio, so I could not sleep. 

I went upstairs to knock on a door but could not hear the culprit from there to pinpoint the apartment. Went back to my apartment and waited a bit, hoping they would turn the radio off. They didn't, so I got an idea.

I turned on my 50W guitar tube amplifier (a Diezel Einstein capable of roughly 120 dB volume levels), turned the volume all the way up, connected a vocal microphone to it, and yelled, "Turn that freaking radio off!" 

That sorted the problem, and I never had an issue again.

kasakka1

For a few weeks, the apartment directly below ours was vacuumed at least a dozen times a day, around the clock. It was so weird. This was our first experience with an apartment, so we thought it was just a weird neighbor.

After a couple of weeks of this, we got a notice that we were being sprayed by an exterminator in two days for bedbugs.

They said that while we don't have them, one of the apartments touching ours had it, so the bugs would migrate out of the first apartment and crawl through the walls into ours.

We had so many bedbugs. I had so many huge, itchy bites. We had to do a super clean of the apartment.

We never met these neighbors, but they are the cause of many headaches and nightmares.

Stephette

This was almost 10 years ago when my husband and I were still dating, and we moved into our first apartment together. There were 4 buildings of apartments within walking distance of each other, and my run-in was with someone in a neighboring building.

We had a dog, and my husband worked all different shifts while I didn’t, so I was the regular dog walker. I was returning from a walk with her when this guy came out of one of the other buildings.

He starts walking towards me, pitching a fit about the fact that I’m walking my dog. He says he’s seen me just leave her crap on the grass and just walk away. A lie, 100%.

He says he sees her squat all the time, and I just keep walking. I was dumbfounded. I said, “My dog is a female.   

That’s how she pees.” He then continues going on and on and, at one point, says, “I’ve been watching you..” And again, I’m dumbfounded, and I just go, “You’ve been WATCHING me?”

I remember going back to my apartment and calling my husband at work and just crying because I felt so scared and alone. We had been at that new place for only 1 month, so we had 11 more to go.

We talked to the manager(s), and they were absolutely no help. They said yeah, they knew who we were talking about. He’s had multiple complaints against him, and they think he sells drugs. 

Oh, and if he does that again, call the cops.

Calym817

I had neighbors who would fight and throw things at the wall. Constantly.

Once they moved out, the new tenants threatened to call animal control on my dog. Convinced it was that unit.

My dog basically does not bark! Never has, outside of the occasional woof. These people weren't nice to the others who had dogs either, but I think I got singled out because my boy is a big, intimidating brindle pit who actually is a ball of love.

BeanieBlitz

I have been living in the same building for 15 years now. I live in the 3B and in the 3D lives Monica the drunk. She has a boyfriend who lives in the building across the street, and the fight on- off. 

They both have restricting orders for each other, so technically, they can't meet, but sometimes they get together for a while. When they fought, the police came and knocked on MY door, so I opened it and said, "3D. Right there," and pointed them in the right direction. Police are always very polite. "Thank you, madam"...

One night, a couple of years ago, they were together in Monica's flat, and they began to fight. Of course, one of the neighbors called the police, and they knocked on the door. She had a big wound on her head, and he was arrested.

Fast forward one year, and he was in another flat, 2A. Monica heard him, goes down, rings the bell, and, when the neighbors open the door, she stabs her ex-boyfriend. They were both arrested, and we had some peace for a while.

She has been reticent during lockdown. Fingers crossed!

Epesse

My neighbor was a very angry man who worked nights. I dropped my phone on the floor at 11 AM, and he started banging on my door, trying to break in to yell at me. 

It ended with him trying to fist-fight my SO through a half-closed door. 

He had done this numerous times before, and neither the landlord nor the police would do anything.

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Not a nightmare, but it's just ridiculous We live in a one-bedroom apartment in an NYC apartment building.

The downstairs neighbor had their bed in the living room so their kid could have the actual bedroom. They'd call the police on us for making noise because they could hear us watching TV or whatever. 

Took a while to figure it out what was going on. We'd get someone ringing the buzzer at 2 am. Naturally, we didn't answer it, we weren't expecting it. One night, I finally did, and it was the cops. "We got a noise complaint." Huh? We were legit just watching TV at a very normal, quiet volume. 

I always turn the TV down as it gets later, and later, it just starts feeling loud as the night goes on. Weird.

waheifilmguy