Right now all I got is a (actually very nice) woman living next door to me, but her boyfriend and his friends are incredibly loud at all hours of the night. I'm usually cool with that, but then her teenage son tries peeking in at my window and has
his loud, obnoxious friends over all night. Plus, once, when I was sick with bronchitis and trying to sleep the kids were being loud and I couldn't stand it any more. So I yell over to the next room, "Can you hear that? That little fucker keeps me awake all the time!" Then they quiet down, go inside, and I'm thinking, "Wow, I'm an asshole." But a few minutes later, BOOM! A homemade firework/bomb goes off right next to my window. I call the cops, then run outside ready to bust some heads in, and half the street's out talking about it (and how they, also, called the cops). Well, the little pricks just hid inside the house and didn't answer, so the cops just left. Bullshit.
Up until recently, I had a guy living behind me who was a grade-A fucking scumbag. I mean, literally, had absolutely zero redeeming qualities. I'm usually pretty nice and understanding, but this guy.. I had to put up with him for a good 7 years. Abuses and neglects his kids (they're dumber than rocks because he never pays attention to them, other than neglect there's nothing wrong with them, it's incredibly sad because that's going to hurt them for life), begs the whole neighborhood for food/money and spends it all on beer, steals in general, beats his wife and mistresses, has been trying to have sex with me since I was 14 (he's in his 40s), tried to convince me my boyfriend was cheating on me and then tried to hit on me, when that didn't work he tried to tell my boyfriend the same thing.. I could go on forever, but I think the only thing that needs to be said to sum him up is this. My daughter Sophia and I picked up an infection in the hospital when I had her. I was sick with a 102-104 fever for two months straight. Sophia, on the other hand, suffered multiple organ failure and died after two months of life on dialysis machines, drugged up, tubes sticking out of every orifice, etc.. He said something offensive once while I was taking a walk, and it eventually escalated in to a shouting match. He insulted my living children, and I said, "I love my kids, unlike you. If it weren't for the neighbors feeding your kids for you, you'd have lost them a long time ago." Or something to that effect. He spent the next five minutes or so laughing, saying, "Yeah, well, at least my kids aren't dead! Was it fun when you pulled the plug on her? You killed your baby!" So, yeah. That kind of guy.
He was kicked out of his (very nice, church-going) boyfriend's apartment recently, had his children taken away, and I saw the cops over there several times. So he got what he deserved.
