{"id":668,"date":"2007-06-18T21:51:34","date_gmt":"2007-06-18T19:51:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.breigh.com\/wordpress\/archives\/668"},"modified":"2007-06-18T21:51:37","modified_gmt":"2007-06-18T19:51:37","slug":"more-neighbour-drama","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/archives\/668","title":{"rendered":"More Neighbour Drama"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If you are a long time reader you&#8217;ll know about my crazy neighbour.&nbsp; If not let me sum it up:<\/p>\n<p>Moved in this flat 5 years ago, upstairs neighbour was 16 year old girl W. and her 24-ish year old boyfriend, J.&nbsp;&nbsp; Wasn&#8217;t long before we put 2 and 2 together.&nbsp; He does a lot of drugs, he beats her and she puts up with it all.&nbsp; Over the years there were good points and bad points.&nbsp; Some bad points ranging from constantly being asked to use our phone (they didn&#8217;t have one) &#8230; seriously multiple times a day&#8230; being woken up in the middle of the night by screams and bangs,&nbsp;&nbsp;her coming to our place crying and bruised.<\/p>\n<p>1.5 &#8211; 2 years ago she left him.&nbsp; It was about damn time.&nbsp; He spiraled, more drugs, depression, and general insanity.&nbsp; He seemed ok for a while but yeah, that was a farce.<\/p>\n<p>Anyhow, you get the picture so lets fast forward to this weekend.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>Sunday morning at 8:30am Xander was on his way out to pick up our construction guy who was going to finish the tiling in our kitchen.&nbsp; On his way down the stairwell he dropped his key and it fell all the way to the basement.&nbsp; The basement is where we all have our storage rooms, and where J. seems to think the entire thing is his storage room.&nbsp; Under the stairs in the basement is completely chalked full of garbage.&nbsp; HIS GARBAGE.&nbsp; Wood from his renovations, old beat up bicycles he probably stole, and actual bags of trash.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>The dumbass didn&#8217;t even have the brains to not leave envelopes with his name all over them in the bags.&nbsp; Oh and he&#8217;s a carpenter too, hence all the wood&#8230; which ALSO had his name on it!<\/p>\n<p>Yet&#8230; for the past four years (yes, it&#8217;s been there that long!) he still kept denying it was his garbage.&nbsp; Kids, this is your brain on drugs! <\/p>\n<p>When Xander dropped his key into that pile of rubbish, he got pissed off.&nbsp;&nbsp; I tried not to say I told you so, but it didn&#8217;t work.&nbsp; He keeps his car key loose because he can&#8217;t stand a keychain and other keys swinging against his leg.&nbsp; I told him that was asking for trouble.&nbsp; Moving on&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;d asked Jan to get rid of that junk a number of times, as have other neighbours and it&#8217;s never been done.&nbsp; So Xander had to move it all to get&nbsp;under there to find the key.&nbsp; That left him with a choice of where to put it when he pulled it out from under the stairs.&nbsp; He wasn&#8217;t going to leave it in the walkway at the bottom, as it would be in everyone&#8217;s way.&nbsp; The most logical choice (and the one that would maybe finally light a fire under his ass) was to put it in front of the door of his storage room&#8230; which was right next to the pile anyway. <\/p>\n<p>I went down to help him and I agreed that it was bad enough that we had to move his 4 year old garbage OUT, but we&#8217;d be damned if we were going to move it all back in!<\/p>\n<p>Tonight he came to the door <em>FUMING<\/em>.&nbsp; We weren&#8217;t that surprised knowing how completely unstable he is but still.&nbsp; When Xander tried to explain about losing the key, J. wasn&#8217;t hearing any of it.&nbsp; He kept cutting Xander off and growing more and more red faced and eventually Xander lost it and (in a stern tone I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve ever heard Xander use before) told J. to SHUT UP AND LISTEN (in Dutch).&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>Well, that&#8217;s when J. lost it and started getting aggressive.&nbsp; Telling Xander that he would hurt him etc, but not actually making any move to do so.&nbsp; Before long there was four of us screaming in the doorway.&nbsp; J. and his gf\/sister\/niece\/hourly friend and me and Xander.&nbsp; J. went up the stairs and started throwing things down, screaming abuse and threats.&nbsp; Not exactly comforting coming from someone who once bragged to us about the people he&#8217;s put in the hospital, but I guess one could say it was our own fault for playing with fire with the garbage thing.&nbsp; A&nbsp;properly scared neighbour would have just put it back so as not to get their ass kicked but we&#8217;re just sick and tired of this lowlife.<\/p>\n<p>The company that owns his apartment has been trying to get him out for years, which unfortunately (or fortunately in his case) takes ages and is very difficult.&nbsp; They can&#8217;t just evict him and tell him to get his ass out, it&#8217;s a very long and drawn out process&#8230; one I&#8217;m very glad to say is coming to an end soon as we learned from him when he was screaming down the stairs&#8230; he&#8217;s out in a week!! YAAAAY!!!!<\/p>\n<p>I still called the cops though.&nbsp; He&#8217;s a hoodrat with hoodrat friends, and&nbsp;we won&#8217;t take his threats TOO lightly.&nbsp; If our car is damaged or something else happens around here, we want a record of it.<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, we&#8217;ll BOTH be walking the dog tonight because neither of us particularly feels like going out alone.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know what the moral of this story could be&#8230; put out your own trash?&nbsp; Don&#8217;t piss off your crazy neighbour? &#8230; or maybe in Xander&#8217;s case, use a keychain so you don&#8217;t end up looking for the proverbial needle in a haystack?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you are a long time reader you&#8217;ll know about my crazy neighbour.&nbsp; If not let me sum it up: Moved in this flat 5 years ago, upstairs neighbour was 16 year old girl W. and her 24-ish year old boyfriend, J.&nbsp;&nbsp; Wasn&#8217;t long before we put 2 and 2 together.&nbsp; He does a lot &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-668","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","","category-life-in-nl","category-tantrums-rants"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/668","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=668"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/668\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=668"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=668"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=668"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}