Neighbours From Hell

Neighbours, stalkers, the people next door - whatever you want call them, we are either blessed or cursed by them!

Spill your funny & not so funny stories here!


 

Waits to see what Clearc has to add to this thread.....

Most of my neighbours have been relatively good actually 

But stupidity seems to be a common trait amongst my previous neighbours. At the last place, there was an automatic gate at the entrance to our (and one neighbours) common driveway. About a week after moving in our remotes to open the gate stopped working. So we had to jump the fuckin gate and go inside to open it on the intercom. Our neighbours seemed to think that we were 'playing' with the gate because noone was outside when it opened sometimes. They were aware that our remotes weren't working but still couldn't see why the gate would open without us being outside to ensure it was clear to open it (ie no cars going in/out at the time). So they ended up disconnecting the (auto component) thing because they were concerned we were going to close it on them whilst driving through. Well if you didn't fuck with it in the first place it would have been fine. End rant.

why didnt u just get the remotes fixed?

We hassled the landlord and it finally got fixed after about 3 weeks. But they had disconnected it by then and wouldn't fix it because they thought we were playing with it. Was just very pathetic. Not much of an inconvenience because the only car we had was parked out the front because it was too noisy for them (which was fair enough).

yeah, its stupid!!

we're lucky, got 2/4 sides of our place is industrial, sometimes its a bit wack when they are working late or too early on a sunday morning!

That's what i need!!! I can sleep through nearly anything so it wouldn't bother me at all.

yeah it rocks we really dont have to worry about noise, the one lady who does live next to us is pretty nice n chilled. the guys across the road do burnouts etc all the time, so its a pretty easy going place to occassionally make a racket!

i had neighbours from hell in melbourne tho, i loved in a shitty brick townhouse that was in a row, perpendicular to the cottage next door...so our place was right next to their backyard,,when they chucked house parties (every weekend) they were SO noisy, like playing crunk reggaeton hiphop metal random shit (was pretty bad whatever it was) at 3am! and the sound just reverberated around my room, was shit! and one time when I did go next door to ask em to turn it down (at 1am or so) they did answer the door, but never turned it down. we didnt call the cops or whatever tho, figured it'd make things worse...! they were uni students, so it wasnt ALL the time thank fuck!

the other neighbours from hell at that place, were the MEGA GHEY guys next door who usedta play Missy Elliott or Mary J Blige or whatever poppy REALLY SUPER LOUD and dance to it in their loungeroom (from what I could make out)...So loud, I couldnt hear the tv! I did knock a few times etc, but they turned the music up n laughed! Fuckers!!!! I hated Family Affair after that

One of my new neighbours is Shaun Tait. Maybe I'll invite him around for the housewarming I'll eventually get around to throwing - backyard cricket at 160km/h! 

we have the worst neighbour from hell, roost can vouge for this one.

Back story: We've had a churchy couple living next to us for the last 20 years. They had a few sons, one of which was the rebellious type and despised having such godly parents. He moved out in his 20s when i was about 10 or so.

Fast forward to today, he's now moved back in, except now he's living in the shed out in the back corner of the yard. He's the ultimate feral bogan, long hair and fucked teeth, looks like hes been on gear way too long... We also find out that hes schizophrenic and has spent a few years in an institution. Every now and then we hear shouting coming from their place, things like 'stop your fucking praying, you shouldnt pray to jesus you should pray to me!' etc etc (i find this mildly entertaining). This usually ends with his parents bailing off to their other son's house and a phone call to our place saying if we hear anything, to call the police and say he's a danger to himself so he gets locked up. Probably the worst thing thats happened is when he's tried to grab my sister (roost's gf), luckily my old man was home at the time...

Its just a matter of time till he goes nuts again and the police finally come and do something, then everything will go back to normal

Fucking gold. I can't wait for the day I can drop that line.

fuck that dude is a knob, i used to think he had visitors all the time but he is just talking to himself... 

Oly crap! that is fucking crazy! I wonder if its actually his dad screaming it to his so n or something! "get on ya knees and pray to me son! I am the Lord!"

Something like out of psycho!

pretty sure i typed this all up last time we had this thread, but for those who missed it - here it goes...

when i first moved to town i lived in a lil flat at goodwood. it was set in a block of 4 flats, 2 on the ground floor, 2 upstairs. i had one of the bottom ones. upstairs from me there was an old couple who i never really heard or saw. upstairs and across was this old unemployed bogan who was usually drunk or stoned and staggering around the place whenever i saw him, and finally across the hall from me was this quiet and weird dude with an afro who kept to himself. for the purpose of this story, we call him afroboy.

as i mentioned before, he was quiet and sorta kept to himself and didnt cause us any problems. then one night, i was awoken by the sound of afroboy screaming at the top of his lungs about satan and smashing all of his furniture. i tried to ignore the screaming and smashing and go back to sleep, but afroboy just kept on going and going. it wasnt long before someone decided that something needed to be done. i heard a knock on afroboys door. then i heard afroboys door get kicked in. there was a small struggle outside, and then bam - afroboy came flying through my front door! the upstairs bogan was in the process of forcibly making afroboy shut the fuck up. upstairs bogan was very nice about it though, as he dragged afroboy back out in to the hall way to continue the beating, he assured me not to worry about the door, and that he would arrange to get everything fixed up with the landlord - and he did! nhe even closed the door for me on his way out! after that, it was very quiet apart from a small whimpering and i finally managed to get some sleep.

afroboy dissapeared soon after that but the flat was trashed. broken and burnt furniture all about the place and i heard there was a bit of excremement about the place too.

I actually laughed out loud reading that. Teehehee.

When I lived in Prospect (corner Young St & Prospect Rd) the flats right next door was some kind of half-way house for mental people returned to the community.

Every few nights one guy would howl. There was an old lady who'd just pester people for cigarettes, even if she was smoking one. That guy you might have seen on the buses who just sits there swaying and rocking and raving lived there too.

Funniest part is most of them were Adelaide Crows fans, and would wear their cheap ass knock off / home made stuff every weekend, so now I can't help but associate Crows fans and mental patients 

I used to live downstairs in a lil flat at goodwood, back then i had an afro...




 

Ribbo and i used to live across from a half way house for aboriginies. We thought they were scary untill they warned us about the hobo's going through out bin.

And it was super funny when Timmay walked out our front door one day singing 'aint no nigger to fuck with'. They didnt look to impressed!

worship satan much?