That's nothin'. That shit happens every other day where I live.
I wanna kill my neighbours. I'll show you a diagram of how the apartments are in the hallway of this building to help to understand.
Exit----X---------------
----me--------------Y
Neighbour y bangs on neighbour x's door every time her husband gets drunk and knocks her around. She'll be banging on neigbour x's door for literally HOURS. I've called the cops every time. Now, the worst part is that neigbour y started knocking on my door the other day. I opened the door, she forced her way into my home and shut the door. In one hand she had a lit cigarette, the other hand she had a glass of wine and a can of budweiser. She also reeked of booze.
"Look out the peephole. Is he walking by?"
"Who?"
"My girlfriend's boyfriend has been staying in my place as a 'refugee' for two days and he won't leave. Can I use your phone."
"I don't have a phone." - lie
"You don't have a phone!?"
"No." - another lie
"Look out the peephole. Is he there?"
"Is he armed?"
"No."
"Are you sure? I'm not sticking my nose against that thing if he's got a 12guage pressed against it." - meanwhile my roommate is off getting the house pistol. A .45 semi-auto.
"Yeah, he's unarmed."
*I look out the peephole*
"There's nobody out there." - my roommate comes back with the pistol nonchalantly stuck in the waistline of the back of his pants. OG baby.
*I open the door*
"See?"
"Can I just stay here for a little while?"
"No. If you need help, go across the street to the police department." - No joke there's a police department across the street.
"If I do, he'll hurt me."
"That's what the police are for."
"Hurting me?"
"No, protecting you. Now, go down to the police station and ask them to remove this man from your house."
"Ok, but, can you hobble (she actually said hobble) down here with me a moment?"
Remember folks, I am still using crutches to get around.
"No. What the hell am I gonna do against someone with two good legs?"
"Yeah, but I don't want to go down there alone."
"And I don't want to go down there at all. Go accross the street and tell the cops what's happening."
She got silent and walked off.
Now, I didn't hear anything else for about an hour until she started banging on my neighbour's door with the same problem.
One day, this same group of people got into a fight just ouside my door. Someone got shoved so hard there was a huge hole in the wall outside my apartment for months before the landlords patched it. I thought the guy was gonna come through the fuckin' wall.
And, don't even get me started on the 16yo hellspawn bitch girl that used to live downstairs who set fires, vandalized cars, destroyed property, and incited the children of the building to do the same.
I like living in a city, but sometimes I wonder if it's worth the trouble.
Aslo, don't get me wrong. I live in a fairly good neighbourhood, but some of the people in my apartment building are complete psychos.
