Crazy neighbor stories.

I happen to live below a fellow I have nicknamed Crazy Clapping Tai Chi Man. A screenplay is to be written about this. Does anyone have any crazy neighbor stories they would like to contribute?

Perhaps it should be mentioned the strange variety of unexplainable noises that come from his residence that leave only your crazed imagination to fill in the blanks? And how horribly wrong you COULD be?

Seriously. Crazy neighbor stories anyone, especially if they deal with false/embarassing assumptions?

I am the crazy neighbor.

One night my husband and I were chilling in our house with a friend. The friend got up to leave, slammed the front door shut, and said Solo, "I think you should go get your gun."

Needless to say we are both like "Woah! WTF is going on?"

We look outside to see a guy crawling up our front steps on all fours. He eventually makes it to the front door and is laying on the porch trying to get the door open. I couldn't tell if the dude was so out of his mind drunk or if he was having a heart attack.

Either way we both rolled our eyes at our dramatic friend and called the cops. I figured this would handle either problem the man was having. I look back outside to see this man face first in our front lawn.

Three cop cars showed up like a minute later, checked the guy's ID and walked him next door to his house.

I didn't even recognize that it was my neighbor and he was trying to get into the wrong house.

My friend lives below a woman who sings Moon River, every Tuesday night at 9:00pm. She also takes her cats for walks on leads lol

The part where our friend thought we should get our gun or the part where our neighbor couldnt find his own house? Or both?

one of my friends had a neighbor that thought he was a cat, like seriously... he had cat toys and the whole bit... she also thinks he was tunneling into her attic cause one day she saw him hauling all this insulation out of his house and he had this thing about spying on people...

my own neighbors just have like 10 kids and 3 toy poodles.... i wish they came with a mute button

Well, in my old apartment, my two upstairs neighbors fought once, and one tried to kill the other. Literally. Aside from that, we never really saw them.

My new neighbors, in the neighborhood I just moved in to, are weirder. When we moved in, they brought out lawn chairs, and a little table to set their drinks on. Then, they sat facing our house, and watched us move in. Not moving...not saying hello or anything... like we were a TV or something... It was creepy.

Im quite convinced that my neighbors probably think I am too. Whenever I walk by them, they never make eye contact with me or say hi back when I try and say hello

My neighbor isn't crazy . . . she's psycho!

When she couldn't get it on with me, she took advantage of my roommate one night when he was drunk. A few weeks later she pulled the pregnancy/STD thing on him and said he needed to start supporting her. As the conversation progressed it went from 'I'm late' to 'Well, I'm not late for another week' to 'well, it might be one of three others guys'.

Weeks later, I had a friend over to watch a movie and the roomie was over at his new girlfriends place for the night. The next morning I catch up with him in the office and he starts teasing me about having a girl the night before. Wondering how he figured this out, I asked him. Apparently the neighbor told him all about it. That night my roomie sat in the back yard while I had other people over and saw the psycho neighbor come over to our backyard to watch us though the back window for a half hour!! CREEPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Needless to say, we keep all the back blinds drawn now . . .

How do you know this?

Our across the street neighbors have a very dysfunctional relationship...with each other, and each with her mother. Every other day there are screaming matches...they're across the parking lot at the complex and I can hear them like they are in the living room! One day, the fight spilled outside...it was the girl fighting with her boyfriend. He gets in her car- a new, tricked out Impala with rims and the whole nine...and she says something like, "You can't leave, I'm not done" and slammed her fists down into the hood of the car so hard that she left dents. Now, this chick is kinda tiny, so it shocked the hell out of me. I stopped peeping on them at that point...I didn't want them to notice. Cops were called a few min. later, including my boyfriend, who was on duty at the time AND happens to be the security officer of the complex. Now, they're always over here trying to talk to us and be nice...because they think he's going to get them kicked out.

Not so much a crazy neighbor as it was the craziest defense in a breakup over something the guy did.

After the GF found out he was cheating on her, they had a HUGE fight. It also didn't help they left the windows open in an apartment complex that carries sound way too easily.

His defense: "I only fucked her in the ass, baby.". Several neighbors could be heard laughing. She kicked him out a week later.

My neighbors aren't crazy so much as rude, inconsiderate, and noisy as hell.

Man, I probably have enough of these stories to fill a book, but here's one. I lived in a "quad" once in New Orleans' garden district about 12 years ago. Two of the other occupants were elderly women - one who owned the building, and another who rented from her.

One summer evening I was cooking and stepped outside onto the balcony to escape the sweltering heat for a moment and saw both women outside as well. One was feeding her cat, and the other was watering plants with a garden hose. All of a sudden, for whatever reason, the landlord sprayed the cat with the hose sending it flying into the night which clearly upset the other woman who responded with "You motherfucker, I pay my fucking rent!", to which with other replied "You shithead!", and sprayed her with the hose. Then the two women actually started to fistfight, I kid you not. Choking and punching and screaming until someone (I think her son) broke it up.

So yeah, my 80 year old female neighbors laying the smack down and calling each other "shithead" and "motherfucker" - something you don't see every day.

*cough cough*

I live in a very ghetto appartment. Last night, someone started blasting their music downstairs around midnite. We were all just hanging out so we didn't mind but then we hear someone stamping outside our door.
I throw open the door to rip some ass when I see it's this creepy old guy that wears tons of rings. He's screaming at me, "TURN DOWN YOUR MUSIC!"
I calmly informed him that it wasn't me.
He then ran outside to the downstairs person;s door and screamed at them for 5 minutes and then hit their car with a flashlight.

I have also had to break up a fight between two 12 year old boys upstairs that tried to hurt eachother with knives, chairs and lamps. They said they were going to kill me.

Little bastards...

Edited to add that I only pay 145 a month and it's practically on campus.

[Edited on Apr 26, 2005 by iamabondgirl]

My neighbors let their rescued fighting dog roam the streets. It has only attacked one dog and two people so far.

my upstairs neighbours children are apparently elephants. i hear them climb up and down the stairs and fear the building may collapse.

Arrrrgh living in the unit under kids is the worst! Pound pound pound, random jumping whenever they're at home and awake.

My downstairs neighbor wears a WWII style gas mask, gardening gloves, and a straw hat, whenever he/she (i can't tell) goes outside. Also, he/she drives a big van with bars on the windows, and the rear windows have been painted black. All of the windows of his/her apartment are covered with multiple layers of styrofoam, cardboard, old mini-blinds, and odd pieces of plywood. There are tiny holes in each window, each with a webcam that faces to the outside. I am convinced that the bodies are being stored under the floorboards in a special cave.

This makes my upstairs neighbor who likes to lock my cat in his apartment seem pretty tame.

I DID catch one of my neighbors going through my half dry laundry in the laundryroom last week.