One of the reasons I wanted to buy a house was 'cause I had this rationale that I didn't want to have a kid down the road and deal with neighbors above, below, and on either side of me making a ton of noise keeping my kid up. I didn't want to climb up stairs, or deal with crappy parking, and random retardedness that comes with renting.
Well...most of that was right. Except the noisy neighbor part. Thanks to the wonderfully overpriced world of Orange County, we got a condo...aka townhouse...thankfully we're an end unit so its just one shared wall....
Which you'd think wouldn't be so bad...
If I wasnt' next door to a dude who looks like a pedophile. I'm sure one day this will bite me in the ass and he'll stumble across this blog, but something tells me those odds are remote. Especially since he never remembers my name anyway.
He's super creepy. With a southern drawl. He's got this crazy loud motorcycle, a huge ass SUV, and like 10 toilets in his garage.
He's got a frickin' jungle in his little backyard...which wouldn't be so bad if mine wasn't connected with just a wall separating us...he's got one tree that's pretty much growing into MY backyard, and i'd hack it down if I had a ladder and a saw...and i refuse to buy a ladder and a saw just to deal with it based on principle...
He also smacked into Kraig's car, and didn't say anything until our other neighbors told him they saw that he's the one who backed into him. So now things are especially awkward (exchanging hundreds of dollars between neighbors always creates awkwardness)...
But all of that STILL wouldn't be so bad...if he just didn't work such dumbass hours so that he can stay up ALL night listening to his really, REALLY bad jazz/rock music. And what with one shared wall, needless to say, this irritates the crap out of me.
Right now, I have my tv on super loud to countereffect HIS loud tv. Sometimes he falls asleep with a DVD on loop...you know on a DVD how the main menu is like 20 seconds long and then loops around? Yeah...that's what I gotta hear when I try to go to sleep. Actually I think right now he's listening to music. I don't know. It's loud, annoying, and I don't see how I have a half million dollar house but STILL have to be subjected to thin walls and the sound of my neighbor picking up his phone.
Now...you'd think I could knock on his door and tell him to shut the eff up right? Wrong. Because he's got a middle unit, there's no actual front door. You either get in through the garage or through the back gate, but he keeps it locked. One time I tried to throw little rocks at his window to get him to look out, but that didn't help (plus I got scared that I would break a window or something).
Anyway, that's my bitching.
3 comments:
So if this is a condo is there not a condo association? Can't you go to them?
Yes you should totally write HOA about the tree; there has to be a no over growin tree clause in there somewhere. & the loud music well thats a police thing. You can call after 11pm on a week night. Midnight on weekends. Um can you tell that I have. Really I only call if its super loud and party like though. But you can complain 1st to HOA and they can say he's gotten complaints from the anonymous people and since he's a middle unit then it won't be sooooo obvious.
Actually, you can call the cops anytime on his loud music. Heck, when we were redoing the floors at my place, my neighbors called the cops and said we were being too loud at freakin' 8pm. Unfortunately, it's all just a part of condo living. I guess that if you really don't want to deal with it, you have to pack up and move to the country. Or, cut his electrical wires. Whichever.
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