Add new comment

I lived in my first apartment in SoCal for six and a half years. I was on the bottom floor of a two story building. I had apartments on each side of me, behind me and above and had issues with every neighbor. I felt like I lived in a ghetto with loud gang banger music playing real loud at all hours. It would literally shake the walls and windows. One time I called management and told them to listen as I held the phone to the wall so they would hear it. They thought it was in my apartment, it was that loud. I swear I had elephants living above me - constant stomping, banging, slamming. It was unbearable. I even went to one neighbor to ask them to turn down their music and they wouldn't come to the door. The neighbors next to my livingroom wall/front door would always store their bikes and crap by my front door. Management told them to not do that because they wanted the complex to look nice, but it only got worse after that. I could never walk into or out of my apartment without some obstacle course being set up in front of it. Their kids started throwing things at my door and at my sliding glass door. They started throwing trash onto my patio. Someone keyed up my car. The neighbor that parked in the space on the driver's side of my car, began to park his car in my space and do work on it. He started throwing trash into my space and on my car. I moved to my current apartment complex two years ago and when I did (I am on the bottom floor with two apartments above me and an apartment on each side) I had the upstairs neighbors from hell. They would have parties at all hours, have kids running around, stomping. I could hear them having sex. They would vacuum and hammer starting at 11 at night! My family and I made up stories about them saying that they must be knocking holes in the walls and burying bodies in them. Finally they moved out and now I have a neighbor up there that I rarely ever hear, but all of a sudden last night when I went to use the restoom at 11 p.m. (I couldn't help it. I had to go and I didn't even flush), she starts banging on the wall! I am a very quiet person and try not to make noise out of the ordinary. Maybe I should start wearing diapers. I don't want to have any issues with this person. She moved in only a couple of months ago. I am going to make sure that the next place I move to is single storied. I wish I could buy a house, but I have friends that have houses and have neighbor issues as well. I need to find a deserted island.