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Fucked up neighbours/ roomates you've encountered

iceplosion":10vd6kta said:
I think the students should be punished and made to pay for it, but parties are part of university, don't tell me you've never been to a wild party were something has got damaged.
Are you fucking mental? I've been to "trash my house because my parents are away" parties, but you don't do it at Uni. Mad parties aren't as big a part of hall life as you think- you will normally have them at places off the premises (parents' homes) or once you are renting.
 
Well, I don't know if this counts as fucked up, but it's definitely out of the ordinary.

A couple of years ago, I lived nearby some fairly importantish government people. Now, a guard dog would be frowned upon, since dogs aren't all that highly regarded back in Indonesia. So, of course, these people came up with a new alternative. No, they'd need to have a guard TIGER.
But, of course, for safety, they decided to make sure the tiger was chained to a tree.
The chain, however, was long enough that if the tiger had broken out of the extremely flimsy gate (bamboo and weak plastic) it would have been able to get about halfway across the street.
Of course, that wouldn't really have been a problem, since the armed guards probably would have shot the tiger. Yeah, that's right - the other neighbour had decided that armed military guards would be a better defense system. Oh, and a fucking tank.

Admittedly, they were government, so skimming that kind of money wouldn't be too hard, but still. A tank outside the front door.
 
A few years ago the people who lived about 4 houses down, robbed me.

They took all the really good NES and SNES games that are impossible to find now, too :sad:



I have no actual PROOF it was them, but we'd had problems with them in the past(slashed tires, etc.) and one of their
20 or so kids tried to sell a ovation guitar, that look ridiculously similar to the one we had stolen, to a friend of ours.
 
Damn, this is making me feel a hell of a lot better about my neighbors. They're just gay ass teenagers that blare techno and rap music all night (yes, both ... they're black/asian, so ... coincidence?).
 
Well my neighbours are all a bunch of students (I don't live in the halls of residence and never have, I rent a place) and although the place is loud and it's hard to get sleep sometimes it's fun and everyones pretty cool. The fact that I don't have any annoying neighbour stories makes me think maybe I'm the annoying neighbour ._.
 
iceplosion":3o1aes8u said:
Well my neighbours are all a bunch of students (I don't live in the halls of residence and never have, I rent a place) and although the place is loud and it's hard to get sleep sometimes it's fun and everyones pretty cool. The fact that I don't have any annoying neighbour stories makes me think maybe I'm the annoying neighbour ._.
From what I know of you, I wouldn't be too surprised.
 
iceplosion":1vq9pdno said:
Well no, I just think people are more important than objects, expelling someone from university could really mess up their lives.
What about having your dorm trashed and destroyed? Could that mess you up a little?
Anyways, if they did it, it's their fault, and you'd have to stretch the imagination pretty far to say that they had no idea something bad would happen to them if they did that.
 
I never said they had no idea something bad would happen but there are punishments other than expulsion (Which should only be used in the most extreme cases, I hear worse things than a party that ruined a dorm on a daily basis)


I'm not talking about this any further anyway, it's obvious I'm not going to change your viewpoint, you're not going to change mine and besides that, it's off topic.

@Holloway: I do have an issue with students smashing in walls but I don't think expulsion was the right punishment
 
Okay, I'm just going to go off and change the subject here. I don't know how, but these topics always somehow turn into an argument before the second page.

Anyways... I don't think many stories could possibly beat Arc's, but whatever.

About... three or four years ago my family was living in a duplex-style building. We lived on the first floor, and our neighbors, a middle-aged/Older-ish couple, lived on the second floor. We never saw much of the wife because, as it was explained to us by her husband, she was a bit sickly. Also, because of this, the guy liked us to keep it fairly quiet. We were perfectly fine with that, and tried to keep as quiet as possible.

However, my family at the time included a 14/15 year old, a 12 year old, and 5 year old little boy. Obviously keeping the place completely quiet wasn't exactly possible, especially when our parents weren't home. Though we still tried, and did the best we could. Considering how crazy our family is, we did a pretty good job.

But the man still wasn't pleased, and decided that violently beating on the walls whevever he heard the slightest bit of noise would be a logical solution to the problem. On first he just did it occasionally, mostly when we had music on, or when people were stomping down the stairs. However, as time went on he did it more and more, and eventually it was an hourly, if not semi-hourly thing for him. At that point, he was being at least twice as annoying as we were, and the wall seemed like it was about to cave in. Cracks were literally starting to appear around his little designated beating area.

But we still didn't complain too much. Sure, the guy was annoying, but he did have a sickly wife. It would've just been rude to do more than just suggest that he cut down on it a little.

Then one day he came to our door, and started screaming in our faces about how impolite and annoying we were. My (At the time) step dad talked back, trying to explain to him how hard it was to be so perfectly quiet when he had a family to deal with. The neighbor's solution to the problem? To call the police on us.

We wound up spending most of our evening trying to deal with them, and it really freaked out my sister and brother. Fortunately, we didn't get in any sort of major trouble... though it was definately enough to make us consider moving. The next night we stayed in a hotel, and wound up moving not long after. We just couldn't take it anymore.


I've also had some bad luck with roommates. In boarding school, the first roommate I had kept spreading random bad rumors about me for no good reason, and wound up making the whole school hate me. Quite literally too. She was also cheating on her boyfriend, as I found out from one of her many extremely loud phone conversations in the middle of the night, and she stole a impossible to count amount of things from other people in the dorm, including a large sum of money. I would've informed people of these things, but I didn't have any official proof of the stealing thing (Though later they found out it was true) and telling her boyfriend would've meant my head. Ironically though, when her boyfriend did break up with her, she completely lost it. Way to be a hypocrite.

I also seemed to have a curse where at least one of my roommates had to leave the school for some reason everytime I got a new one. It was strange, and rather concerning. Especially when one got in a major motorcycle accident that put her in a coma for a while... I couldn't help but feel a little guilty about that, even though I know it was all just coincidence.
 
iceplosion":4gat0nsu said:
Well no, I just think people are more important than objects, expelling someone from university could really mess up their lives.

I think he meant that they were expelled from the dorms.

As for my own stories, well, I'm not sure what would qualify, but I had a neighbor who was always over-the-top sunny as shit, and always completely animated whenever you talk to him.

So I'm holding a party one day and I need some glasses or whatever, I can't even recall, but I went down the hall and knock on his door. He opens it just a crack, with his lower area hidden behind the door because, you see, he was completely naked and soaked. So I say to him "I'm sorry, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything..." and then he bursts into a huge grin, closes his eyes and says "Oh I was just having a hot tub party!"

I leave, feeling sorry for him.

(I don't think I need to mention that our apartments don't come with in-door hot-tubs.)
 

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I used to live on the same street as some well known 'nutters' who were most likely druggies. I was about 6 or 7 at the time, but one fo the guys was arguing about some shit with my dad and took a swing at him with a plank off wood equipped with a nail.
 
pewpewpew":1l84hmmh said:
iceplosion":1l84hmmh said:
Well no, I just think people are more important than objects, expelling someone from university could really mess up their lives.

I think he meant that they were expelled from the dorms.

As for my own stories, well, I'm not sure what would qualify, but I had a neighbor who was always over-the-top sunny as shit, and always completely animated whenever you talk to him.

So I'm holding a party one day and I need some glasses or whatever, I can't even recall, but I went down the hall and knock on his door. He opens it just a crack, with his lower area hidden behind the door because, you see, he was completely naked and soaked. So I say to him "I'm sorry, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything..." and then he bursts into a huge grin, closes his eyes and says "Oh I was just having a hot tub party!"

I leave, feeling sorry for him.

(I don't think I need to mention that our apartments don't come with in-door hot-tubs.)
You do realise he meant he was having sex in the bath right?
 

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holloway":32pnshfk said:
pewpewpew":32pnshfk said:
iceplosion":32pnshfk said:
Well no, I just think people are more important than objects, expelling someone from university could really mess up their lives.

I think he meant that they were expelled from the dorms.

As for my own stories, well, I'm not sure what would qualify, but I had a neighbor who was always over-the-top sunny as shit, and always completely animated whenever you talk to him.

So I'm holding a party one day and I need some glasses or whatever, I can't even recall, but I went down the hall and knock on his door. He opens it just a crack, with his lower area hidden behind the door because, you see, he was completely naked and soaked. So I say to him "I'm sorry, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything..." and then he bursts into a huge grin, closes his eyes and says "Oh I was just having a hot tub party!"

I leave, feeling sorry for him.

(I don't think I need to mention that our apartments don't come with in-door hot-tubs.)
You do realise he meant he was having sex in the bath right?
he was probably expecting you too.
 
When I lived in an apartment, there was this old, black lady who would always get pissed off because we were being "too loud" outside. She would yell and scream and crap, and most of the time we were hardly talking. Not to mention the fact that we were playing (I was roughly 8-10 at the time) about 80+ feet away.

Then, once, as a joke, my friend put a berry in my other friend's ear. All of a sudden, she pops out of the window, and says "You gonna die boy! You gonna die! That berry is poison boy, you gonna die!"

Needless to say, we were laughing.


Meh compared to these other stories, but its all I have. I guess I should count myself lucky I have good neighbors mostly.
 
Me and some friends used to play cricket (yay, British stereotypes) by some garages. Anyway, we used to always keep denting them, and one made out of wood kinda got a bit smashed up. But besides that, we never did no harm. :p Anyway, we used to keep hitting the ball over the garages into the owners' communal garden. We used to always ask the old lady for our ball back, as she was always nice and all that. It was a tennis ball, as we couldn't afford a cricket ball :). So one time, we hit it over the garages, and the old lady isn't in, so we ask next door. The guy looks at us through the window, and shouts at us (I presume, double-glazing, couldn't hear anything). So the next day we go out to play cricket again, and he comes out, with our ball, and a huge, carving knife, and stabs it right through the ball. He said something along the lines of "next time it'll be yer head".

Needless to say, we never played cricket again... no wait, we carried on playing cricket.
 

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