Do you have crazy neighbors living around you?
A Troublesome Neighbor:
I typed a letter to the man who lives behind me, explaining that the dogs he’s “apparently hearing bark” at 3 a.m. are not my dogs.
I have gone around to talk to him in person a number of times, but he’s never home.
Volare, the maintenance man, told me this morning that he goes into the management office all the time and complains there as well.
I’ve been told by other neighbors that there are two dogs living directly across from him that bark, and they are bigger dogs.
But this man has told management that he knows it is my pupsters, and that he plans on taping them barking to prove it.
I live a very quiet life and don’t bother anyone. I am seldom out to even speak to anyone, except for when I’m walking to the trash dumpster.
Meeting Another Resident:
On my way over there, I encountered a woman walking her dog who has lived here for 12 years. We chatted for a bit. She told me that every time it rains, her place has 3 inches of water standing in it.
I was astounded. She said she has been on management for three months, and all they do is send a company to suck out the water. And now they’ve told her it is costing them too much to have the company come suck out the water. So she is just stuck.
She has epilepsy and moved here at a time when you could use rent vouchers to help pay your rent. She said the mess inside her apartment has now turned to black mold.
She has called the health department, and they tell her it is a health hazard. But still, the cogs of the wheel must turn slowly, because she is still waiting on something to happen.
She told the corporate office that she is going to call a local news affiliate and tell them her story.
You Can’t Fight City Hall:
She said their response was to tell her they will move her to another apartment.
However, she has to wait for Section 8, or whatever it is called now, to do all the paperwork. So they are in a waiting game.
Apparently this is due to a tree planted in a spot that is causing problems. She said the roots are coming up through the cement.
A tree is smack in the middle of the fence that is between me and the man who keeps harassing me. I have been telling them for over a year that the fence is falling over and something needs to be done.
Eventually the tree is going to make the fence section fall all the way over.
I watch the pupsters carefully. For if Charlie sees a cat or squirrel, he will try to scale the falling down fence.
All this falls on deaf ears. And because they had to put up an electric gate at the entrance this past year, our rent had to go up to pay for it.
I asked the woman with the dog I met, who obviously knows more about this town than I do, what the deal is. She says it’s the high crime rate in this city. Before they put up the gate, there were hold ups and car bashings.
There is an unsavory element of people living in the complex across the street. Before the gate was put up here, some of them would do their drug deals here.
They had a gate long before we did. I guess it hampered their drug business.
I find this all so sad. This woman should not have to live with standing water in her carpeted apartment. (Thank goodness I asked for vinyl flooring before I moved in.)
For the majority of my 58 years, I have lived in central Oklahoma. And I know something has changed since I last lived in Oklahoma.
The crime rates have sky rocketed.
So back to this man living behind me. I hope my letter is enough to back him down. I taped it on his door with enough tape that it couldn’t possibly come off, and the door is under a small porch roof.
Have you had to deal with neighbors that made your life miserable? I’m all ears. Do tell.