So.... if you read a thread I started a few days ago, I sent some stupid scam artist the name an address of some of our neighbors (two houses down) and made a reference to the fact that the women was a real bitch. I'll give you a brief synopsis and our nightmare neighbor story and you can share yours.
We live in a neighborhood with relativly young people and some of them have children. We live on a conservation lot and on a cul-de-sac. Our closests neighbors do not have kids; one is an older couple (about 50 or so) who has befriended Shawn and loans him stuff like pressures washers and sandblasters (we don't ask, he insists when he see us renting these items) as he does handywork for a living. On the other side of us there is the crazy cat lady. Everyone has one; wild hair, wears moo moo's with stockings, and smells like wine. Her house usually looks like shit, and she is extrmemly nosy. With all that being said, it is the family on the other side of crazy cat lady we are at war with.
It started on Memorial Day. We had a pool party/BBQ to celebrate our new home and holiday. It was Sunday so most poeple don't work the following Monday. IT WAS 5 PM IN THE AFTERNOON. The bitch calls the cops. (Two doors down not the cat lady) Tells one of our friends who walked out to his car that she couldn't put her kids to bed for their nap because the music was too loud. The cops come, say there is no broken noise ordenance rules, and to carry on but try and be "mindful" of the neighbors. Why she just didn't knock on the door and ask us to turn it down is beyond me. Welcome to the neighborhood from hell. BESIDES IT IS 5PM THE SUNDAY BEFORE MEMORIAL DAY! It's not like ti was 11 at night. We carry on.
4th of July. THEY have a party. It's on a weeknight. They light fireworks until very late in the evening. We have to work the next day. They blocked the street so we could barley pull up to our house. WE DID NOT GIVE A SHIT! The Crazy cat lady complained to us about it but I was like "They didn't bother us..." In fact, we were HAPPY to see some normalcy in their behavior; they never come out of the house usually.
August something rolls around. A Friends brithday party. Daytime BBQ and pool party. Once again, univited 5.0; courtesy of the family two doors down. At this point I had still never laid eyes on her, just her husband who looks only about late 30's. Cop says we are not doing anything wrong unless the friggin fire marshall happens to pull up and see that the cars were parked a little too close to each other. She leaves. She's hot so I invite her to come back after her shift and have a beer (thinking of our single male friends at the party.) I was slightly tipsy.
A few more episodes go down I won't bore you with details.
Wine Tasting Festival 3 weeks ago. We go with my parents. 10:30 we come home, sat by the pool with antoher couple, and we are listening to Enigma for Christ;s sake. At a level that we could easily converse over. It is a nice night, and the stereo is in the living room but we had the sliding door opened. BANG BANG BANG on the front door. "Oh shit!" we figure, our buddies the Pinellas County Sherrif;s Department. Nope, it was her. The illusive Bitch from two door down, screaming and yelling immediatly as Shawn opened the front door. Contrary to what you may have seen on the internet, he is very calm and tries to talk to her an a nice, soothing tone. He asks her to calm down multiple times. She starts making accusations stemming from a conversation we were having on the porch about 5 minutes ago about snorting ammodium for really bad diahrrea (it was more of a debate really; if it goes straight to the head one would think it would work quicker than taking it orally.) Anyhow she starts screaming about snorting this and beign high on that. I decide to get off my ass and walk to the door and ask what the problem is. After spewing obsenities at me (I very calmly replied that no other neighbor has complained thus far) to which she screamed "Thats because they are terrified of YOU)
Oh My God.
So I screamed back at her "They all say your're a FUCKING BITCH" which is a faily true statement. Damn red wine.
Anyhow, many other things were said, the next day I gave her husband the finger (even though I think has so embarressed about his wife coming over he stood at the end of their driveway during the altercation so I should have left him out of it) and WE call the cops as she storms off to beat her to the punch. Too late, they come AGAIN, We invite them in, he says we seem like reasonable, nice people and he would try and talk to her if she was still outside. So nowwe have this raging lunatic that calls the police almost daily. We had family over for Thankgiving and she called then.
What do you do about this? Trying to talk to her calmly didn't work; and now we have had "words."
Let me also note that she is probably late 20's, had makeup on (so it's not like we woke them up or anything) and had a mouth like a trucker.
Anyone else have nightmare neighbors???
We live in a neighborhood with relativly young people and some of them have children. We live on a conservation lot and on a cul-de-sac. Our closests neighbors do not have kids; one is an older couple (about 50 or so) who has befriended Shawn and loans him stuff like pressures washers and sandblasters (we don't ask, he insists when he see us renting these items) as he does handywork for a living. On the other side of us there is the crazy cat lady. Everyone has one; wild hair, wears moo moo's with stockings, and smells like wine. Her house usually looks like shit, and she is extrmemly nosy. With all that being said, it is the family on the other side of crazy cat lady we are at war with.
It started on Memorial Day. We had a pool party/BBQ to celebrate our new home and holiday. It was Sunday so most poeple don't work the following Monday. IT WAS 5 PM IN THE AFTERNOON. The bitch calls the cops. (Two doors down not the cat lady) Tells one of our friends who walked out to his car that she couldn't put her kids to bed for their nap because the music was too loud. The cops come, say there is no broken noise ordenance rules, and to carry on but try and be "mindful" of the neighbors. Why she just didn't knock on the door and ask us to turn it down is beyond me. Welcome to the neighborhood from hell. BESIDES IT IS 5PM THE SUNDAY BEFORE MEMORIAL DAY! It's not like ti was 11 at night. We carry on.
4th of July. THEY have a party. It's on a weeknight. They light fireworks until very late in the evening. We have to work the next day. They blocked the street so we could barley pull up to our house. WE DID NOT GIVE A SHIT! The Crazy cat lady complained to us about it but I was like "They didn't bother us..." In fact, we were HAPPY to see some normalcy in their behavior; they never come out of the house usually.
August something rolls around. A Friends brithday party. Daytime BBQ and pool party. Once again, univited 5.0; courtesy of the family two doors down. At this point I had still never laid eyes on her, just her husband who looks only about late 30's. Cop says we are not doing anything wrong unless the friggin fire marshall happens to pull up and see that the cars were parked a little too close to each other. She leaves. She's hot so I invite her to come back after her shift and have a beer (thinking of our single male friends at the party.) I was slightly tipsy.
A few more episodes go down I won't bore you with details.
Wine Tasting Festival 3 weeks ago. We go with my parents. 10:30 we come home, sat by the pool with antoher couple, and we are listening to Enigma for Christ;s sake. At a level that we could easily converse over. It is a nice night, and the stereo is in the living room but we had the sliding door opened. BANG BANG BANG on the front door. "Oh shit!" we figure, our buddies the Pinellas County Sherrif;s Department. Nope, it was her. The illusive Bitch from two door down, screaming and yelling immediatly as Shawn opened the front door. Contrary to what you may have seen on the internet, he is very calm and tries to talk to her an a nice, soothing tone. He asks her to calm down multiple times. She starts making accusations stemming from a conversation we were having on the porch about 5 minutes ago about snorting ammodium for really bad diahrrea (it was more of a debate really; if it goes straight to the head one would think it would work quicker than taking it orally.) Anyhow she starts screaming about snorting this and beign high on that. I decide to get off my ass and walk to the door and ask what the problem is. After spewing obsenities at me (I very calmly replied that no other neighbor has complained thus far) to which she screamed "Thats because they are terrified of YOU)
Oh My God.
So I screamed back at her "They all say your're a FUCKING BITCH" which is a faily true statement. Damn red wine.
Anyhow, many other things were said, the next day I gave her husband the finger (even though I think has so embarressed about his wife coming over he stood at the end of their driveway during the altercation so I should have left him out of it) and WE call the cops as she storms off to beat her to the punch. Too late, they come AGAIN, We invite them in, he says we seem like reasonable, nice people and he would try and talk to her if she was still outside. So nowwe have this raging lunatic that calls the police almost daily. We had family over for Thankgiving and she called then.
What do you do about this? Trying to talk to her calmly didn't work; and now we have had "words."
Let me also note that she is probably late 20's, had makeup on (so it's not like we woke them up or anything) and had a mouth like a trucker.
Anyone else have nightmare neighbors???
