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I am sorry to hear you didn't have a very good day, there's time for it to improve

There is indeed!

Ooh the sun is just coming out here, not nearly as exciting

Due to sudden events, all_white is currently shaking with anger and pacing angrily around and saying some words that are not very clean.





MUST CALM DOWN

MUST CALM DOWN

Are you ok? Sorry probably silly question. Try punching a pillow? Apparently works for some.

Hope things are alright, a_w.

i hope all_white is alright and ten is er ok

I hope all 3 of you are ok.

Maybe if I rant about this, I will feel better.

It's my idiotic neighbours.

The backstory: they had a noisy party shortly after I moved in, keeping me awake. I went round twice and politely asked them to lower the noise so I could sleep. They were rude and verbally abusive. In the end I had to call the police. The police came out twice, but the noise still did not stop. I went round again and pleaded with them in tears to just let me sleep. I was called a f****** little b***** by the man of the house. I have no idea why. I had not done anything wrong. They yelled at me furiously in a most intimidating manner, and the noise still did not stop. The next day they complained to my landlady about me spoiling their special family gathering. I anticipated that, once the effects of the alcohol wore off, they would be ashamed of their poor conduct and bad language, and come round and apologise, but no. Since then, they've hated me. You see, they are the victims. Yes, they are. It's clear. I am the unreasonable person, for trying to break up a party in the name of unreasonably and selfishly dictating my own desire to sleep in the middle of the night on other people.

Apparently the law only applies to new residents. People like him are above UK laws regarding anti-social behaviours, simply because they've lived here longer.

So anyway, today I receive a phonecall from my landlady saying she's received complaints from the neighbours that my grass is too long, and they want me to cut it.



What the heck business is it of theirs if I don't choose to manicure my garden in the way they do theirs?

My grass is hardly "jungle" territory. It's only approaching ankle length. And I have a whiplash injury that makes vacuuming and lawnmowing difficult. Even if I didn't, how is it any of their business? It's not their garden.

Perhaps they think my longer grass is lowering the tone of the street. Well, I happen to think that their rudeness and selfishness and foul abusive manners lower the tone far more.

So I got really mad, and went round to poitely ask them if they were the ones who had phoned, and if so, why they had done such a petty thing? Why didn't they just come directly to me (the tenant) if they wished to discuss how the length of my grass was affecting their day-to-day lives? I didn't get a chance to say all of that, because Mr Man-Of-The-House rudely slammed the door in my face again after only a couple of sentences.

Oh, he's a man he is. A real man, who likes to make vulnerable autistic girls cry by cursing at them as they tremble at his doorstep pleading for sleep, and who has to be dragged away and calmed down by other drunken idiots, and who thinks he's the big man of the street.

I see why it is. They were just waiting to find something to complain about. Some small petty thing. And now they've pounced on it. It's grass. GRASS. I mean, how stupid can you get?



To be honest, it only makes me feel like growing the grass as long as I possibly can, just to get on their nerves.

Of course, I'd probably better not do that, because it would only make matters worse. But it's still an amusing idea.

Last edited by all_white on 09 Jul 2011, 12:31 pm, edited 2 times in total.

That is ridiculous...

I see what you mean that is very annoying. Noisy neighbours are an awful thing to have to deal with. Hope you are starting to feel better after writing about it.

all_white:

If I were you, I would probably try and annoy them somehow without them knowing who it was.......middle of the night pranks would be interesting

My first instinct was to say that you should play your music just as loud one night and say that you were just mimicking what they were doing....but that's probably not the best idea. Maybe that's why I get in trouble so much. Haha, but if they don't know it is you, you could probably find some way to annoy them without them knowing, and then laugh evilly. That's usually what I do to my sisters when I am helpless above the "law of the family"...otherwise known as the unfair family rules.

It's tempting, but I am a Christian, and that is not how God instructs Christians to act. "Recompense to no man evil for evil" is a very difficult thing to live up to, but it's far more satisfying to do good than to do evil. That is why I have always tried to be reasonable and polite to those people, even when they are rude and unreasonable towards me for no justifiable reason.

all_white I just thought - I could send you some of that bread I baked, that could take them out with one hit

Only joking, your Christian attitude is commendable.

Thanks, but you keep the bread. There might be some birds in your garden that need feeding.



I take it the bread turned out really hard?

I'd suggest giving the landlady a call in the middle of the night when the music is blasting so she can come over and see exactly what you're dealing with.