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Where to start? Lived here since 2003. Nice neighbourhood, chill town. Then we get Crazy Neighbour #1. She’s a dentist. A known crazy lady, drunk, a messy mean one at that. She moves back into her house which previously had a family with 3 teens and 2 dogs (they were great!). Leaves and comes back with a tree planter 10 years younger. Gets knocked up. While knocked up hits my visiting friends parked truck (brand new). A kind neighbour calls us to tell us this. Cops show up a couple of hours later, and baby daddy stumbles out, saying he hit the truck then went inside and had dinner. Sure. Turns out she was driving. Leaves notes on our cars when we park on the street. Nice. She’d let her really old, blind, deaf dog wander and it gets hit and spun through a snow plow a couple winters later. In 2012, im walking my dogs, and she gets out of her car, slamming the door to yell at me saying I wrecked her garden. If I could train my dogs to pee on a spot for spite, that’d be amazing, but the plain truth is that she planted stuff, didn’t water it, and there was no rain for 2 months. Had it out. She left me alone. Couple weeks ago, we are pulling out of our driveway. We live on a crazy steep hill (she’s at the top of the hill). See her car flying up the hill, illegally as its a one way (crazy steep and has 2 ninety degree corners). She nearly hits us, and would have hit the RHS passenger where our baby was. Give her the finger. Call the cops as its a habit of her’s to take the shortcut after picking her kid up from daycare. I confront her about it, and her response? ‘You’re crazy and have no friends’. No apology, just her telling me I’m crazy. I talked to another neighbour, and he told me she has a recent DUI. Dang, if only I could have used that one.

Over here Over there Piles of Dog Stuff Everywhere

I used to live next to a quiet couple who both worked in the medical field. Great neighbors. They moved and in came a family that did nothing to help the stereotyping of rednecks or white trash. I came home one day last winter to find a truck parked in my yard. I asked to have it moved. The old man said to me that it belongs to their son and he is deploying. He actually said I should be OK with it since I am military too, we should look out for each other. I refused to let the truck stay in my yard or take any responsibility for the truck. They finally moved it. He came back early for some reason, but likes to sleep and stay in his new car day and night. He walks his dog on my yard and leave the piles there. His dog barks and tries to get over to us every time we come home. He sleeps in there, watches something on his phone and doesn’t leave except to go get new cigarettes or something for his vape. His vape stinks and his drive way is right next to mine, so I have to see him sleeping, eating or whatever he is doing every time I leave or do something in the yard. Creepy guy.

I complained to him and he explained that he is crazy from being over seas. That doesn’t make it any better, in fact it makes it worse. They all think I seem OK with it. Police wont do anything because it is their driveway and their property. This guy is absolutely pathetic.

Boris Knott replies – Anyone familiar with agencies that assist with PTSD cases?

Deliverance Part – II

Well, I told you guys about Satan, now here’s the story of my other crappy neighbors, Smokey and the man Tweaky. At first Smokey was nice, giving us a baby gate to help with the puppy, etc, Tweaky just accused our dog of making messes. I tried to make peace with it, but then IT happened. Now, one of the reasons I went to live on my own was I couldn’t receive any form of mail at home, it was always open and anything of value taken, so being able to get anything is a privilege to me. So, I ordered a gift for a friend, and watched the tracker like a hawk, when it was delivered while I was at work, I rushed home, thinking I was safe because Satan was away. WRONG!!! I looked all over the building, no sign of it anywhere, so I made the driver come back and show me where he delivered it. Lo and behold, it was dropped off at The Smokie’s door. The driver and I called up to her, yelled to her and pounded on her door for 10 minutes with no answer. Getting aggravated, the driver said we’ll have to file a police report, suddenly the door flies open and there’s Smokey, who happily gets my package, then scurried away. My package had been shredded open and the receipt gone. She’s avoided me since,but when I see her, she’s getting an earful.


When my boyfriend and I moved into our apartment we had some great neighbors, nice, friendly and polite. Sadly our favorite neighbor moved, and we got Satan and her spawns. It started off with her mail coming to our house, we told our mailman which door was hers and told her the actual number of her apartment. She didn’t listen, soon huge packages were put in front of our door, blocking us in and almost injuring our dog. We’d try to give her the items, but she never answered, leaving us no choice but to leave it in her door. Another mistake to her, we were expected to bring it inside and put whatever it was together. She lets her 3 or 4 little brats run around the building, telling, screaming and slamming whatever they can get their grubby little hands on, the lot of them just love to make noise, blaring their crappy music, setting their dogs off, or yelling through the wall I’m a lazy B%&$@, who shouldn’t be sleeping at 2 in the afternoon. (I was sick and worked since 5 am). The icing on the cake was when I caught some of her kids rummaging through my mailbox, saying their mom said it was OK, since I’m too old for what I bought. She tried to retaliate by smoking up a storm, calling our landlord and blaming me, and making my poor boyfriend think we were getting evicted…I hope she gets it instead, and soon.

Auntie Blame

I have an aunt who yells all day at the entire family. she blames
everyone including me because we all have computers cell phones and the web and
she’s getting magazines and robo calls. She said that God told her it’s
100% my fault. I work 15hrs a day I barely have time to sleep.

The Shining

So, I had recently lost my dear cat, Lulu, and I’ve been desperately trying to
search for my baby. I grabbed my bike and headed out on my search, but to no
avail, I couldn’t find her. I was instructed by my mom that I should try another
night, since it was getting late.

I tried again the next night, with my
mother to help me on foot. We went around our neighborhood, and I was about to
check into a cul-de-sac, then heard an old man say, “You better not be doing
that, young lady!” I wasn’t sure if that was directed at me, so I just ignored
him and went down and went back up to the main street.

That same old man then
said, “You can’t be doing that! Shining your light into cars! That’s called
pre-thieving!” (I swear, there was cussing included into this as well.)

I was
appalled and infuriated to hear this. Thieving? Looking into cars? I wasn’t even
close to doing this! Sure, I was shining my light onto house fronts (my
neighbors like to leave out food for the neighborhood cats, so I was hoping to
find Lulu there), but I was no where close to looking into cars!!!

I couldn’t
let my anger get the best of me, so I told the old man, “Well, sir, I’m sorry,
but I’m just trying to look for my cat.” Then biked off to continue my search.
I was fully aware of the trouble I might be causing by shining my flashlight
onto other people’s houses. And, if that’s a felony, then I am more than willing
to atone for my crime, but that was the last thing on my mind, since I was so
desperate to find my cat.

I biked around my neighborhood once more and biked
past that old man’s house again. I heard him talking about me again (probably to
his wife) and he said, “That’s her. That’s the girl.”

I’m just so angry that
the old geezer was trying to accuse me for something I wasn’t even doing. EVEN

Not only was he butting into my
business, but he had also yelled at my mom for no apparent reason!

My mom had
walked past his house, and was using her iPod for music. Then he suddenly yelled
at her, and said, “You shouldn’t be looking down while walking!”

Like, what’s
your problem? Mind your own business, you old geezer.

Not A Loud

This rude neighbor violates every law, local noise by-law and municipal ordinance in the book. He plays loud base-heavy music late at night until 2:00am in total disregard of his neighbours. He is extremely rude, self-absorbed, self-centred and inconsiderate of other people. His destructive narcissism knows no bounds. He’s trying to hide from the public by having an unlisted phone number. He drives like a maniac and is breaking every law in the book.

A Problem for Ann Launders

My boyfriend and I moved into our first place about 7 months ago. It’s a cute little duplex in a great location.. However, there’s one bad thing. The neighbors! The first day we move in, we had to help one of them get her car out of mud because she was an idiot and pulled up past her driveway! (Who does that?) She didn’t even say thank you, and for some reason they started hating us the day we moved in. We share a laundry room, and when we started doing our laundry in there, they would put stuff in the dryer so we couldn’t dry our clothes. They leave their huge dog on the laundry room when people come over

Builder Blues

Holy new neighbors! When you move in to a quiet little neighborhood out of town. Think little lake town. No pop up suburban houses etc. Many small narrow roads. (No one parks on the road because it makes for a big headache in our part of the lake). Very narrow.

So these new neighbors come in. The guy owns a construction company. He has had (he put it up over a year ago when he SLOWLY started building his house) 5×5 foot sign displaying his company facing our house. Did I mention it’s been over a year?! He saws and power drills at midnight. And then back to the parking. At least 8 cars daily. Friends, family etc. only 2 cars in the driveway but 6-8 lined up over 2 blocks (yes it’s that narrow).

Go away new neighbors. Then walked in thinking they own the block and its too obnoxious. Ugh.

Doggy Detective

Our sorry neighbors let their dog poop in our yard all the time. Today she asked my husband if he threw their dog poop back into their yard where her children play. My husband replied of course not I haven’t been home until now. Her response was, “Well it’s a mystery at how it was placed in our yard.” I was furious but my husband wouldn’t let me respond. We usually shovel up the poop and throw it in the trash. Sorry neighbors!