My neighbors and I moved in at the same time. They have kids, we have kids. We live in an old house converted into a 2-family home. If my kids so much as walk across the room, they're blowing up my phone to bitch about it. Once, they called REPEATEDLY throughout the night when WE WEREN'T EVEN HOME (left crazy messages on my answering machine)!!! They must've been hearing voices in their crazy heads, 'cause there was nobody here, and not a single thing on or running that could have made the noises they were complaining about. I've never called them when I can hear their kids running and screaming downstairs...or when they're fighting and screaming their lunatic heads off at one another, blasting their surround sound all effing day and night and constantly slamming doors while we at least TRY to tip-toe around the house so as not to disturb them. Why didn't I complain? Well, for one, because I'm not an uptight @sshole with nothing better to do than b!tch like a 90 year old lady (She's in her 20s) and two, 'Cause I know you can't expect silence when you live in an old house populated with children when you SHARE a house---I knew that when I decided to rent this place, so I never got all crazy about sh!t you can't control, and that's not really that big a deal. But I'm a reasonable person dealing with crazy people. I'd humor the bi-polar b!tch trying to keep things peaceful, but the final straw was when that CRAZY b!tch came home at 2am on a Sunday night screaming her effing head off, slamming doors, and throwing shit against the walls and at her pussy husband for over an hour!!! Woke up my kids who thought it was an effing home invasion! (Her kids weren't home, so I guess her rules don't apply) Then the next morning when my kids walked through the door after school (not even making noise---just walking through the door), she comes flying out of her appartment FLIPPING out that her kids were trying to sleep (at 3:00pm!) and she's SICK of telling them (my kids) to keep it down! It's on! That effing b!tch doesn't even know what noise is! But she will! I'm not going to be reasonable or peaceful dealing with that bi-polar, white-trash, deadbeat (doesn't ever pay her rent on time) shrew ever again. Stomping on the floor as I type this! BRING IT, BEYOTCH!