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So my boyfriend and I moved into our current house about a year ago. It is a two story house on a not-so-nice block with only battered ranch houses. We are very lucky, and I have been able to stay in this house and attend college for the last year. My neighbor moved in about 6 months ago into a pretty battered house, and has this horrible dog. He is a chihuahua, and she didn’t even want him but her sister passed and left him to her. I met her only because her dog escaped EVERY DAY for about a month. Two times caused my dogs to start fighting and sent them both to the vet when they started freaking out since the chihuahua can get under the fence into our yard. She comes over crying and will sit outside my window all hours of the day because she feels lonely since her husband is gone a lot. She’ll hear me inside and will yell that she can hear me, and that I need to take care of her. I am about two minutes from calling the cops.
These trashy people who bring at least one truckload of junk from other peoples trash everyday and just sit in their yard and its gross.
It now has resorted to her cussing my 12 an 9 year old kids out because they are noisy when they are outside at 2 in the afternoon and she wants to sleep!
Ok I recently moved First of all the landlords own a business located right in front of the apt building and discriminate on all the tenants except two. They give these two tenants free wifi and none of the other tenants as well as wave their water bill causing the rest of us to pay a higher water bill cause we in turn actually are the ones paying for their water. Now as for these two tenants, on top of that their the worst two tenants of all the tenants in the building!
They favor these two tenants and i personally had multiple problems with these tenants. When I would try to complain they would tell me to “back off” or say things like “yea right” as if they didn’t wanna hear it or didn’t believe me because the other two tenants are “family friends” so “they can do no wrong!” It was awful living at this residence and the landlords made it worse. Second, every time there was an issue or something broke they would halfway fix it or fix it the cheapest way possible and in the most insufficient ways. For instance I needed a new toilet at one point and they went and found me a used one. Where do you find a used toilet anyways.
This is by far is by far the worst place I’ve ever resided in my life!! The tenants are the worst, by far rudest neighbors I’ve ever had!!!!
I live by the two worst neighbors. First the neighbor next door has 6 amps in his small apt. and even connects his tv to them full blast…. and mind you he is 60 years old but thinks hes 20… and the horrible neighbor in the front is always saying very disrespectful words or very mean words and then shutting the gates like she runs stuff.. she can not stop me from walking through the gates.. it’s the walk way…
when my granddaughter comes and we play outside she is always trying to be loud and scare her one time she scared her so bad that she cried for hours I called the police and told them that she is saying and acting very mean and horrible and they said as long as she don’t touch me they really can’t do nothing. She also is older in her 50′s…
I have never saw such bullying and disrespectful people as the neighbors here I am not about to move because they want me to… No they’re just miserable and have no life… and as long as I ignore their meaness… they actually get mad ..
Im living here by myself and also am older and i’ve learned something living here there are some people that are just horrible… and it has opened my eyes to alot … my mom was right misery loves company… but I have beautiful children and a wonderful mom … and they can keep on doing what they do because im not going no where till I want to..
I have a rude neighbor that lives behind me and every weekend, without fail, there will be a party. Sometimes I can sleep through it but other times they are so loud I cannot do anything but lay there with my eyes open. My husband tells me to go over there and ask them to be quiet but I don’t think I should have to get out of bed, find my coat and shoes, walk in the pouring down rain all the way over to their house. So I call the cops when it gets too bad. Once the neighnor was arrested for yelling and screaming at the cops. I don’t feel comfortable going over there and asking them to be quiet. Last weekend I had enough. I opened up the back door and yelled at them to shut the hell up. They turned the music down but that was it. They were still out there shouting and smoking, hooting and hollering. This literally goes on until 5 am. If I call the cops things tend to quiet down until the next party.
Normally I wouldn’t care but their party area in their backyard is right next to my bedroom and this is getting old. I don’t feel like I even want to talk to them. I think it should be common sense to be quiet. Last night they were out there and I was half asleep when I heard the husband tell the wife to quiet down. She screams that she doesn’t care, screw the neighbors and what they think. I just rolled over and fell back to sleep. I feel like this problem is quickly escalating and in part it is my fault for not going over there and peacefully asking for quiet. How do I resolve this without too much drama?
Boris Knott replies-Your husband is sending you over to complain? Maybe you could go over together. At any rate,sue them in small claims court for invasion of privacy-ask for the limit allowed for reparations.
Well I have lived in my house for 15 years and it was all fine but then I had to go to a mental hospital for my depression and what made it worse is that everyone in the neighborhood found out and they thought I was mentally insane…so a couple weeks after that a woman bought this house that is above me, and she wasn’t really nice at first but I shook it off, but then one morning as she was walking her dog she led her dog to my mailbox and her huge ass dog knocked it over (it was already loose) so I run outside and ask her why did she lead her dog to my mailbox and she continues on to call me crazy and how i dont belong here but I didn’t care until she said “you just want me to knock you out” so I replied “come on over here and try me, you know I’m crazy” lol and ever since then she brings her husband walking with her because she’s afraid of me.
Boris Knott replies-It sounds like this dog may be being mistreated.
Keep an eye on this situation.
I live on a residenital street in a small town. The new neighbors who moved in next door live in a 1960s trailer that was grandfathered into the community. Its electrical, plumbing, insulation, flooring, and roof are all substandard. The town has tried condemning it but the people who live there barely make the repairs just in time to push out the condemnation.
Neither of them works, but both are able. They continually have a stream of non-working people staying with them. At one point, there were nine people staying on their small, 1/32 acre property in tents and the trailer, along with piles of junk they thought they could fix into vehicles. Among the people, they had four minor children. The children would run around naked, play with power equipment, pee outside, and pester us if we wanted to go in our own back yard. They’ve also had at one time five cats and three dogs living there. None are vaccinated (they lack tags) and they all have fleas. They poop all over the place and the owners won’t clean it up or make any effort to control their animals. The adults are always swearing, fighting, loud, and getting drunk. They actually beg door to door for food and money and have stolen from neighbors to (we suspect) pay for their drugs.
I am so sick of how charitable organizations and welfare enable people like this who are fully capable of working to live without working. They go to food pantries, get food stamps, beg, and receive SSI even though both are able-bodied and mentally competent enough to do all sorts of things. I’ve spoken with them personally enough to know they CAN work. They would just rather not. Their junk is piled up all over their property and the trailer looks and smells terrible. It’s rusted, falling apart, and plain ugly. They won’t shovel their walks, cut their grass regularly or do anything to maintain the place. I wish the trailer would fall in someday when they’re gone.
I live in a brownstone in the Upper West Side, and for the past couple of years, there’s been a neighbor of mine who sits on our front steps and smokes cigars. First of all, I find the whole idea of sitting on someone else’s steps to be both rude and irritating. Surely if this was a neighborhood in the suburbs, I wouldn’t walk over to my neighbors house and sit on their front porch and make myself at home. From what I can gather, I’m fighting a losing battle, because it seems like it’s quite customary in New York City.
Since I’ve moved into my apartment, I’ve come home to a filthy starircase littered with cigar ashes and bits. It’s like a child who makes a mess and waits for his mommy to come clean up after him. While I have encountered this neighbor on several occasions, I never had the courage to address my annoyance until this afternoon when I came home from work. He sat there all wide-eyed, glaring down at his iPod as he sucked on his giant, smelly cigar, and ashed carelessly on my steps, a heaping pile already forming at his feet.
I asked, “Do you plan on cleaning up after yourself today?” He seemed dumbfounded that I had the audacity to ask him such a rude questions. “Uh, do I plan on cleaning up after myself,” he inquired, “Uh, no I don’t.”
I could immediately tell that this was the kind of person who prided himself on being a New York tough guy. He stood up and told me he didn’t like the way I was talking to him. I told him I didn’t care. He replied that I should “mind my f’n business and take it up with the owner.” I am minding my own business. Unfortunately, you have chosen to sit on my front steps and smoke that smelly thing and not clean up after yourself. He claimed that I didn’t own the building and that he lives next door, so that should be reason for him to be allowed to do whatever he pleases. Um, excuse me you inconsiderate bastard, but I pay quite a lot of money to live in this apartment and I shouldn’t have to be subjected to this disgusting habit of yours everyday. Go smoke on your own front steps.
We exchanged a few more barbs before I went up to my apartment. When I came back downstairs to take out the recycling, he was no longer sitting on my front steps, rather he was standing on the curb talking to some woman.
Here’s the thing, I know that New Yorkers like to sit on other people’s front steps like they are relaxing on a park bench, but I find it frustrating. I called my landlord tonight and emailed them and am awaiting a reply. He’s been asked several times by our super not to sit on our steps, yet he continues to do so. Any thoughts on how I should proceed?
I moved into a 24-home neighborhood in the suburbs of Southwest Florida a few years ago, hardly a “gated” upscale community, but one of mobile homes that are well-maintained and where the residents own their property. During the brief time I’ve been here, I’ve landscaped my property far more than anyone else, some of whom have lived here, like my next-door neighbor, for 15 years or more. On moving into my house, I gave a rare tropical fruit tree that cost me $62 (a guanabana tree) to the 80+-year-old neighbor next door as a goodwill gesture. I have 24 different tropical fruit trees planted symmetrically around my land, am taking full advantage of the climate to enjoy fresh fruit and the beauty these trees have to offer.
Anyway, recently a female stray dog has been hanging around our street. She was emaciated and obviously weak. I called animal control folks and they said they were too short-staffed to respond. I began to place food and water out for the hapless creature. She reluctantly ate it, twice daily, and finally would even approach me and take hot dogs gently from my hand. My goal was to get her accustomed to and trusting of me so perhaps I could adopt her as a pet. Recently she gave birth to a litter of puppies under the porch of my elderly neighbor. He called animal control on his own, which his his right, and this time they did respond. They placed a “catch cage” in his yard with food, and when I approached and asked about how to adopt the dog, once captured, the neighbor (who is 87) loudly cursed me, saying I was the cause of his problem having the litter on his land, and he raised his fist and said, “If you don’t leave right now, I’ll lay you out,” meaning physically assault me. I was stunned, and the surly animal control fellow offered no comment on adoption, simply said, “If you tamper with the dog after she is caged, you can face arrest and a fine.”
I assured him I obey all laws and would even remove my feed/water bowls from my yard. Frankly, at age 65, I was amazed how rude, inconsiderate and ignorant acting some people can be. I’ve resolved to never again look at or speak to this neighbor. At his age, I assume Mother Nature will, obviously, neutralize my problem one day via that thing called “old age.” Perhaps one can see why I prefer animals over people. People can act, as Mark Twain said long ago, like the lowest form of animal–irrational, heartless and cruel. “
We live in a neighborhood where most people are very friendly and take pride in maintaining their homes – except for the person across the street from me. The lady who owns the house is okay, but her adult niece and her children live with her and have turned the house into a complete dump. Her string of live-in boyfriends have turned the yard in to an auto junk yard – with cars up on blocks and even an old, broken vending machine just sitting in the driveway for months – and she spends almost every day and night (usually till about 1am) sitting in her yard in age-inappropriate clothes chain smoking, drinking and having loud, profanity-laced conversations with her friends that are hard not to hear.
All that aside, I have always been polite to her, as well as to all my other neighbors. I help her elderly aunt with the trash cans in bad weather. For Halloween, I put special trick-or-treat baskets together for all the neighbors’ kids and at Christmas I drop a card and cookies off to everyone.
Her older daughter is very polite and always asks me to her birthday party, so I make sure to drop off a gift for her every year. When her kids are selling raffle tickets for school fundraisers or girl scout cookies, I always happily buy a few. I have even babysat for her (at no cost, of course) several times when she needed to run out abruptly. Most of the neighbors are so disgusted with her that they don’t even acknowledge her but I, being the newbie on the block (now I’ve been there about three years), I started with a clean slate with her and we’ve always made friendly conversation when we see each other. I looked the other way on the fact that she leaves party decorations up in her yard for weeks, till they get washed down and blow all over my yard for me to clean up, or the fact that she lets her kids draw in chalk all over my driveway when I’m not home.
For the last 8
months or so, I’ve hit my breaking point with her. Her friends have been parking in front of my house every single day – even though there is more than enough parking in front of her house for them to park there (I guess they just don’t want to take 2 extra seconds to turn their cars around). I ignored it for a while but last winter we had a lot of snow and they continually blocked my walkway, making it difficult to shovel & access the mail box, and all summer they took up all my parking so my frie nds had nowhere to park when they come over. Plus, quite frankly, I just don’t
like the way it looks and it seems totally unnecessary. I work hard to afford my house and I feel like I’m being walked all over. Plus there is an influx of cigarette butts and fast food wrappers on my lawn – none of which are mine.
Although it’s not against any laws to park there, it’s just not something that people in my neighborhood do (everyone has plenty of their own parking…as does this person). I spoke to her friends at the beginning of the summer (after they had left their cars there for two straight days to go away for the weekend…during which time I had a BBQ and no place for my guests to park) and very politely asked them to park in front of her house. I have also spoken to her aunt about it. Despite attitude and eye rolls, they moved for a few weeks but for the last month they have been there again every.SINGLE.day.
Yesterday I walked by her when walking my dog so I stopped and politely mentioned that her friends have been – and were at that very
minute – parking in front of my house every day. She got in my face yelling at me, repeatedly telling me it’s a free country and she’s a f*cking mother so not to tell her what to do and that I’m a b*tch, etc. and giving me the middle finger. I have NEVER been talked to like that and I pointed out that I have always gone out of my way to be a courteous neighbor and went above and beyond to be accommodating, and I’m just asking for some courtesy in return – to which she continued to swear and tell me I can’t make her do
What can I do?? I love our house and neighborhood and now every time I see her friends pulling up in front of my house I know it’s deliberate disrespect (not just people who are oblivious to courtesy). I don’t want to do anything to make the situation even more hostile, but it’s not fair to be treated like that at my own home!