EwingSweatsALot wrote:So, I want to know some other people's opinion on this and if they have ever experienced the same problem.
I live in a town home. I enjoy it, no yard work is the super bonus, I'm a lazy ****. Neighbors are nice and keep to themselves, which I like. But all of a sudden the woman next door, maybe late 40s early 50s, has decided to get in full on brutal screaming matches with whom I believe is her boyfriend, maybe a decade younger, or at least he looks it.
I don't get in people's business, you stay out of mine and I stay out of yours. But holy hell it has become unbearable. They don't keep this **** inside where no one can hear. They do it on their back patio or their front porch at all hours of the night.
Every now and then they have a fight, like normal people (I guess), but this week has been BRUUUUTAL.
Last Saturday night: 2 AM. Wake my wife and I up with the slamming of their front door. And a "Well then call them, I don't give a ****." Then he gets in the car and floors it out of the property. I assume he meant the cops.
Sunday and Monday: Nothing major except a small argument.
Tuesday night: from 7:00-10:30. Literally 3.5 hours. My game room is on the second floor next to their back porch and they went at it the entire time, save for a few slamming of the back door and storming back out 10 minutes later. Best part was the woman asked sarcastically "Oh you think this is fun?" and he responds "Hell yeah I think this is fun, WOOOO HOOOOO"
Wednesday and Thursday: Pretty tame, I don't think the guy was there. I don't think he actually lives there.
Friday night: Well more like Saturday morning at 4 AM. They wake my wife up with what my wife says was glass shattering. I was more worried that a car was broken into or something. I peered out the window, but it seemed fine. They must have seen me cut a light on cause the guy goes "oh great you **** woke someone up." Next morning I go out to walk the dog and there actually is glass shattered all over their front porch and the sidewalk. Along with a single picture frame on the ground.
Now tonight: We are on 45 minutes strong on the back porch again. More than likely no end in sight.
I'm not gonna do anything, it's their deal. And as my wife said, I would never call the cops as a noise ordinance "because I'm not a snitch and I have no desire to talk to the cops." She was probably big on the streets in a previous life. Anyways this was more of just a vent because these damn people have annoyed the hell out of me for a week now.
meh, call me a snitch, but if the neighbours constant fighting/yelling is giving me the **** I call the cops. Anonymously if I was really worried about them.




























