Neighbors - we all have them, whether they live a mile away or just on the other side of a paper-thin wall. So, they're your neighbors, and you have to try to be civil. Or do you? Do you hate your neighbors? Tell the world about it. Ever "accidentally" cut down a neighbor's bush, or "accidentally" blow fallen leaves into their yard? Ever get a neighbor's mail by accident and opened it? Ever spied on a neighbor? We want to know!

My landlord is my neighbor. She likes to use and take advantage of people. If you help her out, she says she'll pay you or take you to lunch, but doesn't. She charges an exorbitant amount of rent for a run down cat pissy trailer. She pulls up to the trailer and beeps her horn (how rude) because she doesn't think she should have to get her fat butt out of the car and knock on the door like a civil person would. She's not handicapped, but uses the handicap parking tag in her car so she can park close to the stores. When people move out, she tells them they can't take any of the flowers they planted, then she comes down and digs them up for her own yard. She allows the freakass neighbors to harass me and do whatever they want. They all get lawn services done but I'm told I have to do my own all of a sudden and I pay $100.00 more than anyone else for this stupid brown panelling 1960's Brady Bunch trailer that direly needs the heat vents cleaned because everyday everything gets covered with dust when we use the heat. That would cost about $250 to clean. She should pay for it. I used to clean her house and she would have diarreah squirts on the toilet seat. She's so cheap I bet she gives out leftover Easter and Valentine's candy to Halloween trick or treaters. Either that or she gives them a spoon of peanut butter, tells them to hurry up and lick it because she wants her plastic spoon back. She went to Europe with a bunch of people and they were the only fat ones there. They must have looked like a herd of buffalo amongst gazelles. I hope that was a humbling experience. For the amount of rent I pay, I should at least have a washing machine. The service people she hires are horndog assholes and hit on me. She also has dandruff all over her glasses. It's most unnerving when you talk to her, makes you want to tell her to get some windshield wipers for her spectacles. She pisses me off- when I went on vacation she found a "reason" to go into my trailer even though I told her I had someone to look after the place. She was nosy and wanted to snoop.

  • This fat bag of shit lives in the apartment beneath mine. Last night, he was fucking someone - a prostitute, most likely - and she was a screamer. With the paper-thin walls of my apartment complex, I heard everything. Is anything worse than hearing your neighbors having sex? I don't think so. I hope he got an STD from his little adventure.

    Has anyone ever thought of planting thorn bushes around one's property to keep assholes, kids, and mean dogs out? Can you imagine the pain when one tried to cut through the property? The assholes would wildly try to escape, only stabbing himself more, the child would scratch herself/himself and back off, and the dogs would yelp and run away and then you would have some fucking privacy.

  • I've been reading most of the "I Hate My Neighbor" posts and they are very depressing. We are leaving our neighborhood where we have been living for 10 years. It was a new development at the time--a subdivision. Most of the people who moved in were the same age, about mid thirties. Most of the people had no children. We had block parties, shared coffee, had barbeques, and so on. Then they had children, aproximately 4 to 5 per household. We have none. Within the 5 houses in front of us and to our sides, there are about 30 kids. This isn't the problem though. The parents all of a sudden can't stand us. We are quiet, keep to ourselves now because we realize we don't fit in, have a pool, dine on the deck with candle light and some quiet, soft jazz or classical. We don't know what happened in this neighborhood. It is filled with toys and trash in their backyards, campers and trailers adorn the driveways and frontyards.

    Now, we are moving into a upper scale unneighborhood, if you will. During our home inspection, we were looking at our property lines, and two German shepards started charging us--they were loose, and the owner called them. When we looked over there, we saw a pen, and were thinking, "Great, now were going to have barking dog problems, dogs in our yard while were trying to garden, or play ball with our young nephews and our little dog.

    We just don't know what to do. It seems like everywhere one goes, there are assholes around. Even if we were to buy 20 acres of land and build, we would still have assholes who would hunt and tresspass on our property. People SUCK.

    That is the nicknames we gave two of our neighbors. These two are really annoying. They are the epitome of the phrases Good fences make good neighbors and familiarity breeds contempt. We were friends with them,(big mistake) because everytime the crackhead man gave his woman a beating, she would call us up telling us how she's going to divorce him, it ain't no joke, I mean it, etc etc blah blah blah. At first we felt bad for her and tried to help, but after the 3rd, 4th & 5th times we were tired of the routine- either put up, shut up, or leave. Everytime we came home, before we got the key in the door, the phone was ringing. It was them. "Hey! What're you doin'?" They wanted us to hang out with them every spare second of our life. If we didn't answer the phone, they were knocking on our door. It didn't matter if you were having sex, on the toilet, or in the shower- they expected us to be at their beck and call to hang out in their dirty trailer. If we had company, they would drive up in their van (uninvited) with their suitcase of cheap beer, their guitars, and cigarettes. They would always get into fights and make a big scene. One time the woman, drunk as usual, went to use my bathroom. We heard "crash!" She fell into the toilet and said "It exploded!" Never in my life did a toilet "explode" on me- and if toilets really did that, we would be dropping them on Bin Laden's cave. I used to "babysit" the woman because she would get so drunk and bang her head. One time she fell on top of a glass fishtank, speared her leg real good. She said my cat attacked her and knocked her over. I think her own personal pink elephant did it. I took her to the hospital so many times. They were also the kinds of people that whatever YOU did, they did First or Better. They were self-proclaimed experts on every subject. Even though I live with my boyfriend, they kept trying to hook me up with all their jail friends. "So and so is in jail because he was accused of murder, but he didn't do it" Uh huh. That's what they all say. The people I met through them that came out of jail were nasty horn dog crack heads and I have no use for people like that. They didn't even try to start a new and better life. Also, they always played "music" on their guitars, the same few chords over and over again, every song was played the same way- they would play the Star Spangled Banner the same as Leaving On A Jet Plane- it did not matter. They wanted everyone's total attention and would get really mad if anyone talked. It was the same shit all the time. They finally got evicted, whew.

  • My forty something neighbor befriended me and so did his mutha- they live together. I used to hear all kinds of noises in my backyard at night, like large sticks cracking under the weight of something large, strange screams, banging on my outside walls, etc. I was very fearful and told my neighbor about this. He told me if I ever got scared, I could stay at his house. No thanks- this guy smells bad and has more porno flicks than 3 video stores. Most of them are about the "back door" This guy is so ugly he couldn't get in a woman's "front door" if you know what I mean, never mind the back. Anyway, I caught him in my backyard behind a tree wearing a martial arts uniform and wielding a samurai sword. We called the cops, he admitted he was spying on me and watching me for a long time and they have harassed me ever since. This guy is completely delusional, he told me the Klan was after him, that he was a mercenary for the Gov't but didn't want to kill people for money so "they" came after him. They still spy on me.

    YOu know I have the worst sickning neighbors!
    The bastard dosent work and his wife only works part time.
    Poor-assholes with a son that needs mental help too!

    The asshole can't sit still,always fiddling in his yard at all hours of the day and night! Right now he's outside cutting down all the trees! Its been raining off and on this dreary day, but do you think he can stay in the house, NOOOOOOOOOo hes using the chainsaw cutting down all the beautiful trees that line the yard. Fucken bastard must need to release tension from his stupid ass wife thats home today.

    Having an obnoxious neighbor is horrible, and I know how it feels, trust me! However, I've been reading these posts and it seems unnecessary how so many of you have to criticize the nasty neighbor's financial situation as well. (ex: My neighbor works at McDonalds, they have no college degree, etc.) What does it matter what the hell they do for a living? You can find sleazy people of all incomes! It also strikes me as immature to insult the bad neighbor's children. Don't call the kids bastards- they obviously don't have the greatest role models. If the parents are neglectful, call child services before it's too late, don't aggrivate the situation by labeling them and talking about them behind their backs.

    I hate my neighbors. I am so pissed off right now because of the loud party next door that I typed "I hate my neighbors" into google.com and this site was the first that came up. I need to vent. Seriously, where the hell do these assholes come from? Why are there so many bad neighbors out there? We complained the the landlord about one of our neighbors- it helped for about 2 weeks. I'll take these assholes to small claims court to make them shut up if I have to.

    We live in a trendy part of Washington, DC. Our apartment building is beautiful (1920's), but the walls are surprisingly thin for a building built in the 20's. Our apartment runs along most of the length of the building and we share the long side of it with people who are extremely loud and inconsiderate. In the front we share a wall with people who can only be described as trailer trash. Despite the high rents in this area, none of these people appear to have jobs and they stay up late playing their music and talking loudly. My husband and I were woken up one night at around 3 AM by a fight between our front neighbors that included the woman yelling "Nigger bus driver" at the man and him calling her a "little peice of shit." This little exchange was repeated for about 30 minutes. We think she is a stripper, but he appears to have no job at all (not sure where that bus driver comment came from). Lovely people. Then there was the b**** that sanded an entire dining room set in the alley with an electric sander every Saturday and Sunday (all day) for 2 months. That was FANTASTIC.

    The party next door just keeps on going. Why the f*** don't these people have jobs? It just pisses me off because my husband and I work long hours (he is an engineer and I am a law student) and we need sleep/relaxation. Must be nice not to do anything all day and still manage to keep a roof over one's head... ASSHOLES.

  • Ok this may sound really strange, but the neighbor in question is a cat. My human neighbors have a pretty white Siamese cat named Wendy, however a few months ago they got a new kitten from somewhere. Wendy has a big problem with this, she has now left their home and recently moved into mine! As soon as I come home and open my door to get in, Wendy appears from somewhere and runs in before I can blink.

    I tried many things like not feeding her, which makes me feel horrible and I would put her out as soon as I do find her, but in the morning she apparently waits outside near my door and gets in so swiftly. Few mornings I almost went to work late trying to get her out the house. My home is big and has many places for a cat to hide, now I give up. Sometimes I come home to find her sleeping on my living room furniture or my dining room chairs and table. This has been gong on for about a month now. At night when I can't find her in the house I give up and go to bed, about 2-3 a.m. she stays outside my bedroom door and wakes me up to go outside or to run into my room and jump on my bed, then you know I throw her OUT!

    Her owners which are very good friends have tried their best to assist in this situation. They too are concerned, and want her home badly, but this poor jealous cat is so stubborn. I can't take anymore of this, what do? Seriously