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Mr. Graham

Simmo,

Déménage vite.
Dans tous les cas, ne fais rien contre eux tant que tu n'as pas totalement déménagé.

simmo wrote:ps I just phoned Anti-Social Behaviour, and a Community Protection Officer is going to come round and see us at some point in the future. No idea what he/she will be able to do, but I suppose I can comfort myself in thinking that it was the right thing to do.

Well done.

LET THEM EAT ASBO!

I went to a meeting with the local housing authorities about two different sets of neighbours. The neighbours that were dumping rubbish in the hall got letters to the landlord and fines, which immediately stopped the problem. They also promised to serve ASBO's and threat of eviction on other downstairs neighbours, whose son attacked me in the hallway and smashed up my wife's car. In fact, I'd say they were itching to do it. I was also advised notify the police. Just logging the incident with them was massive relief for me, because it absolved me of baring the responsibilty for the actions of my neighbours and killed any further harassment.

The long and the short is take it to the appropriate authorities, they have effective systems in place to deal with problem neighbours. The more you log and document, the more confident you'll feel.


P.S Don't knock them down in the street, this just causes heartache for everyone, as I've discovered.

steps to take:

1. make sure you know your neighbours are home.

2. take a big garbage can fill it up half-way with water.

3. tilt it on the door.

4. knock.

5. run like hell.

I also like your dog shit idea...

R.F.F. wrote: The only solution is to not live next to easily pissed-off crazy people.

Sometimes that's not so easily detected at first glance. However, I understand what you mean. In my student years, I lived in transitional neighborhoods (or more accurately, on-the-cusp of gentrifying neighborhoods). Trouble was generally minimal because the number of long-term stakeholders to loathsome lowifes kept things in check. I think the worst problem I ever had was a neighbor who littered large numbers of whiskey bottles on the front lawn and worked on cars at 3 in the morning.

Anger and revenge solves all problems so I say go with it. Revenge kicks ass.

Your Cap'n Speakin' wrote:

R.F.F. wrote: The only solution is to not live next to easily pissed-off crazy people.

Sometimes that's not so easily detected at first glance. However, I understand what you mean. In my student years, I lived in transitional neighborhoods (or more accurately, on-the-cusp of gentrifying neighborhoods). Trouble was generally minimal because the number of long-term stakeholders to loathsome lowifes kept things in check. I think the worst problem I ever had was a neighbor who littered large numbers of whiskey bottles on the front lawn and worked on cars at 3 in the morning.

I meant there is usually nothing you can do to avoid crazy people. You're right, you always can't tell at first glance that they are crazy. Sometimes they even seem nice, but then you go and offend their dog and all hell breaks loose. It's really a no win situation. I've always had good neighbors, but I've seen enough to know that I have been lucky.

Simmo- try to make it difficult for them to cut your telephone wire. Make sure that there is nothing for them to stand on to reach the wire and maybe see if the landlord would plant a rose bush or some other thorny plant near where the wire is. Also, a flood light might do the trick.
I would have an overwhelming desire to stay up all night and catch the fuckers as to punch them in the nose. Fight this feeling. Nothing good can come from that.

Bear trap or a more humane step in the rope thing.

honeyisfunny wrote:Alternatively, beat your girlfriend up.

It seems to be the problem-solving method of choice in our neighbourhood.

Yay!

daniel robert chapman wrote:Why not move to Leeds Six?

But I like Leeds. I'd like to live there

this is simple:

use two medium chars from the 90's. i advise you theses ones:



then buy a couple of Browning 9 millimeter Hi-Power:


and two Walther P99, a semiautomatic pistol from late 90's.




don't forget one Micro-Uzi machine pistol:



then, when youll leave your house, build some Smoke grenade to disappear:



or phone my successor: