My previous, pet-killing, psycho-neighbor ended up storming into my flat, for not complying with his crazy-ass OCDs (many examples, most had to do with me not constantly locking the front door. He insisted I lock it even when out for a cig, or getting the mail etc. Fuck that... ), attempting to physically assault me. Luckily, his attempt sucked ass, and the result was his eviction from here. He was lucky I stopped myself from calling my (quite violent) younger brother, and called the landlord instead.
I hate when psycho fucks don't even realize how mercyful I am with them.
SO, normal neighbors came and went, I am fine with many different personalities, I'm fine with loud music and whatnot, I don't give a shit, just don't impose your psycho obsessive shit on me
New guy moves in, the FIRST thing he does, is knock on my door - in the middle of the goddamn night, to ask me why he had no internet. I told him I have no goddamn clue, and he seemed suspicious, as if I was somehow stealing his internet, or something. GOOD START
1. He proceeds to buy 3 boxes of vegetables, THREE CARDBOARD BOXES, that he leaves around the kitchen to rot. For weeks it rots, and the kitchen is eventually swarming with fucking clouds of flies. He never seems to understand the source of the flies, and begins an OCD-ish quest to chemically scrub the floors and walls, untill the other neighbor finally cleans and throws everything out, and I hear them argue. After they've finished arguing, he knocks on my door, and blames me.
2. He knocks on my door to tell me that the landlord was displeased to see the mountain of dirty laundry in the bathroom. ALL the clothes are his clothes, so I'm waiting for his point. I finally agree with him - that yes, there's a bunch of clothes on the bathroom, and yes, someone should clean it up. Oh god...
3. He knocks on my door to tell me that he would prefer if I smoked my cigs further away from the house, because he can detect the smoke now and then.
4. He knocks on my door at 3:30 at night, and begins to show me a slide-show on his phone, of how dirty the kitchen fan is - on the inside, after he took it apart. I struggle to comprehend why he is showing me this. He then says he will show the landlord. I tell him fine, show the landlord, now fuck off, seriously, its 3:30 at night. He tells me that he could hear me breathe/laugh/rumage, so he knew it was okay to knock. I told him he is wrong.
5. He knocks on my door the next day, to tell me that the landlord isn't taking the situation seriously, and that he don't mean to be a dick, but - I cut him off, and tell him that he IS being a dick. This threw him off, and he hasn't talked to me for a while, untill -
6. Just this morning, he banged on my door, to tell me to quiet down. I had no music on, barely any sound, I was watching youtube clips, and whenever I exit my room to go to the bathroom, I can hear NOTHING behind my door. He is behind TWO doors. Oh, he can probably DETECT a sound, if he REALLY tries. OCD, OCD, OCD, OCD, OCD
Goooooooodddaaaaamn how SICK... I am... of crazy-ass people who never realized how crazy-ass they are, imposing their crazy-ass-ness on everybody around them, me, the other neighbor, the landlord, and still they think they're perfectly rational...
So, I got my iron pipe out again.
Sigh... I had to vent.
Anybody got similar experiences, feel free to dump them here!
I hate when psycho fucks don't even realize how mercyful I am with them.
SO, normal neighbors came and went, I am fine with many different personalities, I'm fine with loud music and whatnot, I don't give a shit, just don't impose your psycho obsessive shit on me
New guy moves in, the FIRST thing he does, is knock on my door - in the middle of the goddamn night, to ask me why he had no internet. I told him I have no goddamn clue, and he seemed suspicious, as if I was somehow stealing his internet, or something. GOOD START
1. He proceeds to buy 3 boxes of vegetables, THREE CARDBOARD BOXES, that he leaves around the kitchen to rot. For weeks it rots, and the kitchen is eventually swarming with fucking clouds of flies. He never seems to understand the source of the flies, and begins an OCD-ish quest to chemically scrub the floors and walls, untill the other neighbor finally cleans and throws everything out, and I hear them argue. After they've finished arguing, he knocks on my door, and blames me.
2. He knocks on my door to tell me that the landlord was displeased to see the mountain of dirty laundry in the bathroom. ALL the clothes are his clothes, so I'm waiting for his point. I finally agree with him - that yes, there's a bunch of clothes on the bathroom, and yes, someone should clean it up. Oh god...
3. He knocks on my door to tell me that he would prefer if I smoked my cigs further away from the house, because he can detect the smoke now and then.
4. He knocks on my door at 3:30 at night, and begins to show me a slide-show on his phone, of how dirty the kitchen fan is - on the inside, after he took it apart. I struggle to comprehend why he is showing me this. He then says he will show the landlord. I tell him fine, show the landlord, now fuck off, seriously, its 3:30 at night. He tells me that he could hear me breathe/laugh/rumage, so he knew it was okay to knock. I told him he is wrong.
5. He knocks on my door the next day, to tell me that the landlord isn't taking the situation seriously, and that he don't mean to be a dick, but - I cut him off, and tell him that he IS being a dick. This threw him off, and he hasn't talked to me for a while, untill -
6. Just this morning, he banged on my door, to tell me to quiet down. I had no music on, barely any sound, I was watching youtube clips, and whenever I exit my room to go to the bathroom, I can hear NOTHING behind my door. He is behind TWO doors. Oh, he can probably DETECT a sound, if he REALLY tries. OCD, OCD, OCD, OCD, OCD
Goooooooodddaaaaamn how SICK... I am... of crazy-ass people who never realized how crazy-ass they are, imposing their crazy-ass-ness on everybody around them, me, the other neighbor, the landlord, and still they think they're perfectly rational...
So, I got my iron pipe out again.
Sigh... I had to vent.
Anybody got similar experiences, feel free to dump them here!
No seriously, that guy is messing with you on purpose, call the cops or something, sheesh. Didn't you live in Norway? I thought you guys are nice and friendly, you obviously are but your neighbour isn't. 
