Runway23 From US Minor Outlying Islands, joined Jan 2005, 2366 posts, RR: 32 Posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 8 hours ago) and read 4494 times:
It appears (...) that the road where my parents live had a road meet. However, an Italian who lives on the road has perpetually had garden-parties going through the night, but worse parking an old piece of trash on the commonly owned road.
This van has gotten to everyone's nerves over the past 2 years, that finally one neighbour told him to trash it or at least park it in his own yard (he has quite a big one). That created a large argument (Italian guy was convinced the other one had twisted his winshield washers). After that, the Italian guy wanted to park infront of daddy and mommy's rhaats house (which was not welcomed at all and he quickly gave up his foolish scheme). I think a Zidanish to Materrazzi head butt nearly occurred.
All this comes to the fact that yesterday, despite being invited he did not come to the party as he was afraid to get hit by other neighbours with baseball bats.
I myself in the UK only had problems once with neighbours slamming doors, even asking didn't make a difference. Thankfully I moved out quickly. At other places where we live we don't have any major problems.
How do you get along with your neighbours? Do you generally come to nearly having fist fights or do you get along fine?
Mhodgson From United Kingdom, joined Dec 2002, 5047 posts, RR: 23
Reply 2, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 7 hours ago) and read 4489 times:
We get along well with ours - the ones across the road used to be really petty about parking their car (only THEY could park in front of their house), but recently have amtured a little about it - I now park there every night as there is no space in our drive!
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ANCFlyer From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR:
Reply 3, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 7 hours ago) and read 4483 times:
None really. There are 47 other condominiums in my building. I'm a Member of the Association Board there. Generally speaking, everyone gets along quite well. The age bracket in the building is generally from 30-80. There are a few younger couples there who rent two of the units the Association owns, both are military couples.
Everyone gets along . . . it's a pleasant, peaceful place to live . . .
RichardPrice From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR:
Reply 4, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 7 hours ago) and read 4483 times:
About 5 years ago we had new neighbours move in next door (semi detached houses) with teenage kids. It soon became apparent that the parents travel a lot and leave the kids to their own devices, which is fair enough because they are old enough.
Except the kids had all sorts of parties, with screaming and shouting going on, banging, throwing of things etc. Not once. Not twice. Constantly.
So we naturally complained when we next saw the parents, who denied it all. 'Oh no, our kids would never do such a thing, you are lying' etc etc.
This went on for two years, with relations between us going very icy.
And then they got new neighbours on the other side. Who were 100 times worse than their kids, and constantly so. So they complained, and what response did they get? 'Oh no, our kids would never do such a thing....'
What goes around, comes around. After this they started taking complaints seriously and their kids quietened down, we got lots of apologies.
Cptkrell From United States of America, joined Sep 2001, 3220 posts, RR: 12
Reply 7, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 6 hours ago) and read 4441 times:
I'm lucky...not only are our closest neighbors at the new homesite over a quarter-mile away, but our current only out-of-the ordinary deal is stopping for the occassional horse or cow in the middle of the road (theirs) and deer or snakes or wild turkeys or rabbits (everybody's).
About six weeks ago some newcomers moved in up the end of the private road (actually it's not a proper road but mostly a gravelled dry creekbed) and two of the younger boys seemed a little put out waiting for me to pick up some trash (I was blocking the road with my pickemup truck). I walked back to their car with a sack full of bottles, cans, wrappers, etc and asked the driver rather curtly "do you know who is dumping this shit on OUR road!?"
There hasn't been so much as a discarded cigarette butt since, so I guess we're not going to have trouble with our new neighbors. Regards...jack
BaylorAirBear From United States of America, joined Jan 2005, 2913 posts, RR: 45
Reply 10, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 6 hours ago) and read 4416 times:
Hmmm... ...ah, yes.
It was Christmas Eve, 2000. I had my first apartment. There had been a contest sponsored by the management to see who could decorate the exterior of their apartment in the most popular way, then the community members would vote. The prize was free rent for a month, so, of course, my roommate and I went into overdrive.
On the 24th, I was at home alone, getting ready for bed. I had turned of all the lights, except the exterior christmas lights, and was heading to bed. I heard a noise outside, and realized that our plastic snowman had fallen over, so, I got dressed, and was heading towards the front door.
At that point I heard a scraping sound on the front door. We had a Santa Claus door covering, and I figured it had come loose and was blowing around in the wind.
When I opened the door, my neighbor stabbed me in the lower right abdomen with a lock-blade knife. Not to be outdone, I grabbed one of the three foot long plastic candy canes lining our sidewalk, and beat the shit out of him, until I could no longer wield my candy cane.
He was the boyfriend of my girlfriend's ex-roommate, and they had had a falling out. He came over to tear up my decorations, not expecting to be confronted by anyone. When I opened the door, he reacted on instinct, and stabbed me. I deflected his thrust away from my sternum, but he still managed to get me in the side. I had no internal damage. He wasn't so lucky.
The only other problem I've had was recently with a guy beating his dog, and we got into a little tussle.
Other than that, I tell my neighbors right away when I take issue with their behavior, and they are quite understanding.
..careful Andy, you'll have Sabena332 around in no time...
We're the last house on the side of a steep hill, so we have no neighbours on one side. The others were fine until they decided to rent a room out to a couple who enjoy starting the day by screaming at each other. This is on average 4 days a week, and starts at around 7 a.m.
Breakfast in BHX, lunch in FAO, dinner in TIP, baggage in YYC.
MBMBOS From United States of America, joined May 2000, 2734 posts, RR: 1
Reply 22, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 3 hours ago) and read 4336 times:
I get along with my neighbors, but I've got a great story about our neighborhood.
This happened while we were on vacation.
The neighbors to the right of us do not like the neighbors to the left of us mainly because the neighbors on the left throw big football parties on Sundays and their friends park all over the street and sometimes on the sidewalk - and even on people's yards.
One Sunday, the neighbor on the right arrived home to find a car sitting askew on our (we're the middle neighbors, remember?) front lawn. She was outraged, but when she got out of her car she heard the motor still running and thought, "Serves them right - they're sure to run out of gas." Anyway, she decided to do nothing about it.
A little time passes and she begins to worry; maybe this is a getaway car while someone is robbing the middles neighbor's (us) house while away on vacation. She then becomes frightenend. When her husband arrives home, she tells him the story. They both venture into our front lawn to discover a dead man in the running vehicle.
Turns out he had a massive heart attack while driving down our street and his car ended up on our front lawn!
KBOS From United States of America, joined Nov 2003, 432 posts, RR: 0
Reply 23, posted (9 years 9 months 6 days 3 hours ago) and read 4330 times:
All my current neighbors are great. I even have somebody who uses a snow blower to clear my driveway. I have no idea who keeps doing it since I'm usually out when they do it.
My old place was on a busy street. We had one guy who insisted on parking his car up on the sidewalk forcing people to walk into a busy street to get around it. My mother has MS and visits often, it was impossible for her to get by the car in her wheelchair let alone all the mothers pushing strollers down the street (I lived across the street from the Arnold Arboretum)
I politely asked him to not block the sidewalk since he had a driveway as well as a big garage, his response was to shrug his shoulders and say " I don't give a fuck" so of course I called the police. Finally one day the police show up and ticket his car. The next time he saw me he starts yelling and screaming at me for getting him a ticket, my response was to shrug my shoulders and say "I don't give a fuck" the look on his face was priceless!
I don't care if the sun don't shine, I do my drinkin in the evening time when I'm in Rhode Island