Well, I live in a complex of sorts. Sort of like townhouses. They are rentals, and the mix of people, ideally is great! It's like the U.N. here.
I live on the top floor of a 3 storey unit, but they are all attached.
My neighbours to either side of me: excellent.
Downstairs, directly below me, they are from west Africa. They are fine, very polite and very friendly, and their kids are really well behaved. They have a BBQ, and well....not sure what they are cooking, but it wafts into my livingroom (bachelor apt.) so I have to shut the windows. The smoke is not good for me, or my two pet birds.
Downstairs to the left: you got it: WHITE TRASH
No concept of 'others'. Their son was shooting a pellet gun into a target in their back patio. Problem is, the only thing seperating the patio is a large bush, and beyond that, a park where children play. Do you think the mulletheads could figure that out? NO! Also, they are loud, smoke and drink like there is no tomorrow. The curse up a storm, and well.....are a sad lot if you ask me. Not very friendly either. Everyone else, past them, and even down below to the right, all very lovely.
The mullethead installed an alarm in his ricketity old truck, and of course, had to test it at full blast several times one afternoon.
Police have been in the area too. There are a few other wild n' crazy neighbours just on the other side of my parking area. Again: mullets and white. Could it be a pattern?? Cops frequent their complex frequently. There was a SWAT team here one day, I couldn't believe it. Yup, you guessed it, Caucasian Arms was being invaded.
Oh well.
Overall, it's not bad. Aztec has been here, so she knows what it looks like.
But some of the other stories here of the neighbour from hell, including the Molar Man (naked dentist), although funny to read, I'm sure when he's prancing about under the influence of novocane, it's not too funny. Bwah!
There always seems to be ONE neighbour from hell, no matter where you go.