Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Confronting my LOUD Neighbours

I try to remind myself that we've had nice neighbours at different points in our married life because the memory of them can get lost in all the absolute shite we have had to put up with from the other neighbours that suck. Ask any of my friends and they will tell you that I share many stories of shitty neighbours with them. We've even had a shooting across the road on the night my son was born.

Well, last Thursday night, my husband was studying for his level 2 exam of the CFA (Chartered Financial Analyst), the exam that he's studied every evening and weekend for since the beginning of the year. And my neighbour had a rip-roaring party going on next door.
Her name is Jess too. Let's face it, her sound system puts ours to shame. I guess like the old 33 year olds that we are, we just don't feel the need to blast our eardrums with the base and volume on high. [Goes back to knitting and watching Golden Girls]. By the time 11 pm rolled around I knocked on her door. Actually I banged the shit out of it.She either ignored me or couldn't hear me over her douche-douche music. I went to the lounge room window and banged on it hard. Just hard enough not to break it, it's a fine line but one I have evidently mastered.
I could see her. Frozen against her dining room wall, while her friends all went silent at the dining room table, a couple of them must have been whispering to her what to do next. Ignore me? Really? Is that an option when I'm standing at the lounge room window looking right at you? I can see you. She finally turned and looked at me. I threw my hands up in the air at her and yelled turn the music down. The music went off. I walked back to my place, muttering all the lovely names for them only a classy woman like me would.

She surprised me by coming outside and running after me. She apologised and told me it was her birthday. I wished her a happy birthday. She actually looked like she was going to hug me. Ughhhhh. We aren't friends. I tolerate you. I'm nice to keep you nice, but don't touch me. I explained how I can party with the best of them but I am also a mother who still has to get up a couple times a night with my son so could she please keep it down now? She was actually quite nice about it and said she would keep it down. I knew she was approachable that's why I went over instead of calling the police. In hindsight I wish I had, but from previous history of bad neighbours I know they take over an hour to come unless someone has a weapon. I thought this way would be a better way to keep the peace between us.

 The next night, Friday, my husband was away in Sydney because his big exam is on Saturday. Around 8pm the music starts up again next door. Pounding and thumping base. But what I found even more difficult to deal with this time was how loud the voices were coming out of the house. I had just finished the dishes at 10pm and was looking forward to my bed when all of sudden I hear the voices right outside my kitchen window. That freaked me out. When I looked out the window though, I realised the people were actually about 4 meters away, still in the neighbours yard.


 At 11pm, after they started singing inside, in unison, at the top of their drunk f**k faces and banging on the floor boards to the beat of the base. I went over there. I asked her what was up with two nights in a row of this noise, and let her know that they had woken my son up twice. Jess looked at me completely serious and said "It's my birthday." "That's what you said last night," I replied. She explained to me, in her 21 year old Aussie  - Valley girl voice that it was "like, a different party than last night though." Yeah, it's f**king louder and with more people.
She said she would turn the music down. And she did. I was stoked. I could finally go to bed. It took me until around 12.15pm or 12.30pm to finally drift off because I had so much adrenaline running through me from having to confront someone I don't know.

At 1am, I'm woken by loud shouting. I looked out the window and there's a whole heap of young chicks out in her front yard, and on the street, a couple of them holding goon bags (Aussie for wine in a box). I again find myself on Jess' porch. I am almost in tears this time. I'm half awake and exhausted. She tried to hug me and say she was sorry. Of course the cab shows up then to take the drunk bitches home. I go back to bed, adrenaline pumping.

At 2am I'm woken up again by loud, shouting voices. Oh, and forgot to mention I have my ear plugs in the whole time, along with a de-humidifier going next to my bed. This time I'm completely out of it. I have a rage come over me that I haven't felt in a very long time, perhaps since the vomit on our car happened with the tenants who lived there before them.


I don't even bother with shoes this time, even though it's so freaking cold outside. I rush across the lawn while 3-4 guys in front of the house, on the street, yell after me. That just enrages me more. It was just so confronting to be the only woman out there. I go up to the door, which of course is wide open, in winter and 2am in the f@#king morning. I bang on the door and Jess' friend says she will go upstairs and get her. I start yelling. Something I would never normally do if I was fully awake. I yelled like the Aussie it's taken me 13 years to become. "OI, JESS! GET DOWN HERE NOW!!!!" Then I hear the guys in the street say to me "OI, OI, SHUT THE F@#K UP!" Mocking my Canadian accent. I had some choice words for them right back, but really did not feel safe standing there, alone with these guys staring and yelling at me. I heard someone else yell from inside the house at me. I also heard someone snoring. Yes, an incentive for me to yell more. "OH, I'M SORRY. AM I BEING TERRIBLY INCONSIDERATE? WERE YOU SLEEPING AND I'VE WOKEN YOU? HOW HORRIBLY RUUUUUUDE OF ME! WAS YOUR SLEEP PRECIOUS TO YOU AND I'VE STOLEN THAT FROM YOU. I'M SO SORRY. OI, JESS!!!!



She comes down the stairs, fully awake, surprised to see me. What's wrong she asks in an innocent voice. I explain how her friends have woken me. She says she turned down the music earlier when I complained and she's not sure what else she can do. I told her she could take responsibility for her party. She could ask her friends to stop shouting in the street. She finally told them to be quiet when I told her they were swearing at me. I told I'd be contacting her landlord in the morning to ask him why he has such rude tenants.

Since it was technically morning already, I stayed true to my word and went directly home and texted him. We'll see what comes of that.
Next time I should plant a weapon and call the Po-po. 

30 comments:

  1. OMG, I can COMPLETELY relate to this! We have a rental property next door and we have had some seriously sucky neighbours! The last one (who incidentally I contacted the landlord about and who was then kicked out so good luck with that plan, I hope it pays off for you too!) was a young girl with a baby who played LOUD (seriously LOUD) music ALL day and night. Freakin drove me to insanity. I rang noise control a million times and went over there one morning (10am on a Saturday) to tell her to turn it down and found her on the deck, newborn baby parked in a bouncer literally in front of the speakers and a glass of wine in her hand. The poor baby must have been deafened by the noise. Agh. Frustrating as all hell not being able to sleep, I feel ya!

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  2. That sounds terrible Jess. It's awful to be driven to confronting (idiot) strangers. I have mostly been lucky with neighbours. My neighbour in the flats that we lived in in Bondi had a crazy ex-girlfriend who would come and pound on his door while he sat inside and ignored her, I had to confront her in my nightie a couple of times, but that's it.
    Hope she gets kicked out, because that just sucks!
    Dani @ sand has no home

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  3. You are so brave! I'd have called the cops and hidden behind the curtains. I suck at confrontation.

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  4. Our neighbours moved in last year and sat on their pergola from morning to night, smoking and talking loudly (including on their phones). Their pergola is right next to my office and our bedroom. I thought they would go back to work after a week or two - dammit they're retired and still bugging me 12 months later. My only hope is that house is a rental, maybe they will move on soon?!

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  5. My street was so quiet until one house changed hands. Now there's a giant bogan house. Thankfully they're just far enough away from me that we don't hear them too often.

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  6. This is quite common. Landlords/ rental agencies have more power than the police. Police can't get them evicted, rental agencies can.

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  7. Were you sleeping and I've woken you? BAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAAH!! The whole time I was reading this I just felt relief that I am surrounded by the kind of neighbours who clearly prefer knitting and The Golden Girls. Come to my 'hood, Jess. We like quiet things.

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  8. Natalie @ Our Parallel ConnectJune 9, 2015 at 8:07 PM

    Oh no... I can just picture this scene ... You need to wake up at 5:30am and atart making noise... Most 21 yr olds stay in bed until midday

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  9. Good on you for confronting them! Thankfully our neighbours aren't too bad, and the one night they cranked up the karaoke, it was tolerable because it doesn't happen often.
    Hope your hubby's exam went ok.

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  10. You are far braver than I , I'm not sure I would have ventured out my front door but rather stewed and grumped and ranted inside and achieved nothing. :/

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  11. Man you've got balls of steel! I could never confront drunk people - which sounds crazy as I worked in bars for many years. I live in the country with neighbours that live at least 5 km away. Looooooovely! Considering I once lived in a pub with 12 others and could hear next door talking I changed my living style somewhat. Hoping these neighbours get sorted, it's just not on!! 21st or not!!

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  12. @Jo @ You had us at hello I've never done it before, EVER!!!! And I have survived many terrible neighbours with out saying anything. I am usually way too frightened by them to say anything. But I have spoken to this neighbour once before and she was quite nice to me so I knew there was a big chance she'd be nice if I complained.

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  13. @Malinda See reply to @Jo @ You had us at hello

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  14. @EssentiallyJess Were they singing off key?
    I'm sooooo glad the exam is over. WHOOOO!!!! Until next June. YIKES!

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  15. I wish I didn't have a bad back @Natalie @ Our Parallel Connect because otherwise I would have been out with my lawn mower bright and early!

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  16. I was totally inspired by John Safran's Atheist door-knocking episode from John Safran Vs God, where someone Salt Lake City (mormon-town) slammed a door in his face. He said something along similar lines. I should tweet him!

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  17. AMEN!!! PREACH! Yup. The Landlord wants to know more. So we are on the right track. I am actually really fearful that he will get someone in who is worse, like that last ones he had in there. @JM Peace

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  18. F**kin bogan ruin all the good life! @26 Years & Counting GRRRR! It's always bogans.

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  19. @Janet aka Middle Aged Mama Oops. I just got done saying it's always bogans. Are yours just regular retirees or bogan retirees? That makes a difference. Who taught those old people how to use phones. J/K

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  20. I was out of my fracking mind. Sleep deprivation makes me do weird shit. The only one allowed to rob me of sleep and live to tell about it is my son!

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  21. @Dani Netherclift My old neighbour on the other side had a on and off boyfriend (and father to a couple of her kids) who would come to abuse her in the middle of the night. When she wouldn't let him in he'd sit on the porch (next to our bedroom) yelling "F**k you Crystal, you F**kin cunt. etc...." ON and on he would go. The police always took ages to come. He even threatened to kill her. I had to call docs on her several times because I could hear her passing on the abuse to her children. I thought she'd never move!

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  22. @Haidee You know it's really bad when you have to turn up your TV to hear it over their music, right? This comment of yours made me soooo angry all over again. People like your neighbour really need basic parenting school. Some people do not have basic skills to raise a child. You must have had your heart broken for that little baby.

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  23. Oh my God, Jess. That Jess is going down. Two nights in a row. I don't care if it's her birthday. That's not on. I don't like how she was acting all innocent like as well puh-lease. I have to say you are one ballsy woman. There is no way I'd be brave enough to do that. I hope the other Jess appreciates that you didn't call the cops.

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  24. Oh Jess, I'm so sorry for you. Bad neighbours and lack of sleep can make your life a misery. Hopefully the landlord will get onto it quickly.

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  25. I'm proud of you Jess. That's something I would do!! X

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  26. Wow that is such poor for,, how incomsiderate and rude!

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  27. Claire @ Slices of Cherry PieJune 12, 2015 at 9:42 AM

    Wow! And I thought my neighbour with his back yard constructed to reflect and amplify every sound complete with outdoor speakers (that are angled so he can't hear them but we can so they have to be extra loud) and pair of neglected doberman's was bad...
    Good on you for contacting the landlord - hope you get a good resolution and can sleep soundly

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  28. Oh my goodness , I was exhausted reading that - I am so glad we have no neighbours ...now.That is so rude and selfish.

    Off Tangent - The drum image is my favourite - we had a teenage drum player but only in daylight hours. We did get a visit from the Noise Pollution Police ie Council 27th December about a compliant a few days before Christmas at 4pm in the afternoon.
    The other neighbours yelled at him once or twice. He's still playing in a band 7 yrs later and all that practice paid off.

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  29. Haha I hear ya. Sleep deprivation makes me murderous

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