Have you ever called the police to tell your neighbor

[Blue_Roses]

to turn their music down? Geeze, it's almost midnite on a Sunday nite and this guy must think he's partying like a Friday afternoon.

I went and knocked to try and tell him to turn it down myself, but his bass is so loud he didn't hear me knock. It woke up my child and I've had enough.

So why do I feel so bad? He's a nice guy, but dammit, turn down the music.

[101 Proof]

1. Never...

because usually it's me that is blaring the music. I've had the cops come out a couple of times. :evilgrin:

Don't worry about it. If the loud music is bothering you, you have every right to call the cops. I would. You don't have to put up with that while you're trying to sleep.

[Rabrrrrrr]

2. 5, sometimes 10 times a week

but then, I live in a filtherhood and have a LOT of "neighbor"s.

I call the cops many times. I also keep a log, not that it ever makes a *@#*(^#& bit of difference, but there you have it.

God luck with your noisy neighbor. Loud stereos are the pits. Especially when, like in my "neighbor"hood, they're blasting @&#%$ salsa and merengue and hiphop (and the same @*$(@#^# are always on the subway blasting their fershlugginer walkmans, too).

I don't know why people can't be *#^$&%@ civil and turn their &@&%#@ stereos down to a decent level. It's not that *@&%^$# difficult. The filth seem to able have figured out the "maximum volume" direction on their knob, they can surely figure out by turning it the other direction they can stop annoying their neighbors.

But then, there are many people of many distinct cultures who feel that neighbors have the responsibility to "live with" the noise, as opposed to the filth having the responsibility to not annoy their neighbors.

[uhhuh]

6. I know it is annoying

But do you have to repeatedly refer to YOUR neighbors as filth? You live in that area. Are you filth too?
Some people's cultures are annoying. I am especially annoyed by those who 's culture tells them it is their God given right to look down on those who are different, or from another country.

[Rabrrrrrr]

9. hey - try living here.

but lest we think I'm singling out any particular race or nationality, I am not. I AM singling out cultures - sepcifically, those cultures that refuse to recognize the right of other people not to have to listen to or put up with their crap.

That includes the two very white Julliard grads we used to have living above us who felt it was OUR responsibility to listen to their techno and industrial music at all hours of the day because, hey, chill dude, we're just jammin', you know? Also includes the loud people of my hometown, which was almost 100% white when I lived there, and is perhaps down to 98% white, with the metalheads and technos and etc. who also blast their music. No, the loud stereo problem is becoming rampant and ubiquitous everywhere, sadly (some areas have had this problem for decades, such as my neighborhood, but it's getting to be everywhere).

I'm not looking down on those who are different or from another country. I'm looking down on those who refuse to show respect for their neighbors by living in peace and harmony to the best of their responsibility.

I think noise is becoming a major issue, especially now that stereos are so cheap as to be almost dispoable, and now that even cheap stereos have the bass response that used to take an arena full of speakers to develop. My God, I've encountered small boomboxes that put out INCREDIBLE amounts of bass. It's amazing. But sadly, people think that just because their stereos can put out the sound, that they have a god-given right to put out all the sound they want.

And also especially people, I think, just don't realize how far those bass sounds travel. There's a reason elephants use low frequencies to communicate over miles and miles, and don't use sound circa even as low as 220 Hz.

So sorry if you are offended by me, but the loud people of this neighborhood KNOW they are being obnoxious and that others don't like it - that's why they post lookouts to keep an eye out for the cops, so they can turn their stereos down and not get in trouble until the cops leave. That, in my eye, makes them nothing but willing criminals. To say nothing of the real filth of the carpet of broken glass, trash, chicken bones, and spent food containers on the sidewalks that greets me every morning.

[private_ryan]

14. give the guy a freaking break

does it have to always be racist? As someone who has been to his neighborhood, I agree plenty of them are filth. And it is his god given right to think that if he wants too. Maybe they think he's filth too, and they look down on him.

[philosophie_en_rose]

3. Yep.

I tried very hard to knock as loudly as I could, but whatever he was playing overpowered knocking and the doorbell.

[silverlib]

4. yes

We knew they were drinking heavily and since we did not know them well, we called the police. It was after 1 am and the music was terrible and loud.

Several months later, the neighbor told my husband they were having a party and that someone had called the police the last time they had one.

Good ol' hubby tells him, "yea, that was me." The guy asks why we didn't come over and talk to him and he told him why. There are people who get killed for such things and he knew they had been drinking.

No repercussions so far - and they still speak to us!

[WannaJumpMyScooter]

5. Have you tried suppression fire, grenades and air strikes yet?

works for the Bushies...

[celestia671]

7. I feel your pain!

We live across the street from the biggest rednecks! They are always playing their music too loud, riding a four wheeler in the middle of the night, building huge fires right next to other houses, screeching their cars out of the driveway,cursing and yelling at each other outside, and this is any night of the week! Damn, I wish those people would move!

[Elidor]

8. I've never had to call the cops

I usually boil over too quickly to get to the phone. I'll tolerate some loud music here and there at appropriate times - I do it myself - but after a certain point I'll just go down and say "WTF!" Most people are quite reasonable, and I'll usually feel like an asshole after it's over.

I have to laugh about the poor guy who endured one of my diatribes: he took an earful and then begged my forgiveness. I was foaming at the mouth and he was all but prostrate with abject sorrow. I get kinda crazy sometimes, what can I say? I'm not easy to argue with. I cringe to think of my behavior, but I get what I want in the end: peace and quiet.

[POed_Ex_Repub]

10. I've come close..

But settled for a run of the mill noise complaint (which seems to have worked out alright) Now if only I didn't live in a building that probably should be condemed *eagerly awaiting the end of his rental agreement*

[pansypoo53219]

11. try having a bloody bar next door

having KARAOKE night on THURSDAY, EXTRA LOUD(WHY WHY WHY???).

DISCO SUCKS
but
KARAOKE BLOWS

[grasswire]

12. the people upstairs from me were fighting tonight...

....not just arguing but physically fighting. I finally went out on the patio because I heard them yelling outside. I was going to tell them to cool it. The woman ran past me yelling "Call the cops, he's got a gun!" Gad. I went back inside and closed and locked the door. There were other people upstairs in the apartment; let them call the cops if there's trouble. Don't bother me with your domestics!

(This is a very quiet and nice four-plex except for occasional hysterical outbursts from this one apartment.)

[Skittles]

19. ARE YOU F***ING SERIOUS

someone asked you to call the cops and you ignored them?????????????

[slackmaster]

21. The way I read it she was capable of calling them herself

She wasn't being held hostage. Let her make her own damn phone call.

I don't blame grasswire for not calling. I would probably do the same to keep myself from getting involved in the situation.

[markses]

23. Paging Kitty Genovese

...........

[grasswire]

24. look

...there were six people in that apartment. Three of them were outside hollering at each other. One of them was mad and leaving and says call the cops, Nathan has a gun. After she left (and she lives there) the whole place quieted down and was perfectly calm all night. The extra people left. Nobody called the cops. This morning he and she left the apartment together, so she apparently came home after the bars closed. Which is what the argument was about, apparently.

I'm not calling the cops, but I am calling the landlord.

Let's just say that I didn't believe the guy in question had a gun. This woman is prone to excitability. (And that's not a sexist observation.)

[Skittles]

25. *shakeshead*

*no comment; I don't want to get involved*

[slackmaster]

22. I used to live 50 yards away from a very popular gay disco

Back in the mid 1980s.

The noise from the club was not a problem. It was well insulated. But the drunk patrons streaming out after 2:00 AM were another story.

[Piperay]

13. Called the police on neighbors

a couple of times, ones across the street were having a terrible fight and the guy was yelling that he was going to "knock someone's block off", so I called the police immediately. Another time the same guy was out there yelling and when he saw me looking at him he started yelling that he was to going "pound" me. I hollered back that I dared him to try and said I was calling the police on him again. HAHA, he took off after that and ran in the house and shut his f*cking mouth up. Shortly after that they sold their house and moved away, I guess he felt he had humiliated himself in the neighborhood enough. :evilgrin:

[mac56]

15. Call the cops. Every time.

See if you can get other neighbors to call also, so it doesn't look like just one person with a grudge.

[private_ryan]

16. Nope, never called the cops

my neighbor dowstairs puts the music on sometimes (midnight) loud but I don't care. I put mine on too. Once or twice he kept hitting the walls to indicate that I was making to much noise from up here (I wasn't, just normal walking and talking), so I wrote a note saying that next time he did that, I would make much more noise. Eventually he apologized...

[amazona]

17. not recently but don't feel bad

Your kid needs rest, and just because your neighbor is deaf, doesn't mean you are.

I would much rather call the police and have them deal with the situation than get involved in a confrontation. It just seems safer that way. There were plenty of guns in my old neighborhood!

[ProdigalJunkMail]

18. not for music but for a couple of other things...

like bbq-ing in the breezeway of our apartment so the smoke came upstairs and into our abode. I know it was raining, but smoking up the breezeway was uncalled for...and to make it worse, they wouldn't move it, so I dialed the cops.

How about for a noisy animal? My neighbors keep the WORST dogs in the world. High-pitched annoying bark and once they start it can go on for an hour or more...

TheProdigal

[markses]

20. Funny story about calling the cops (on a neighbor, I suspect)

When I was in college, I lived in an apartment w/ 7 other guys. From the outside, it looked like two apartments - one on the left and one on the right, with four bedrooms in each - but the landlord had built an interior connecting corridor. There were also unconnected apartment upstairs and downstairs from us. They had the same floor plans, but no connecting corridor. The guys who live in those apartments were definitely not our friends, so they would have no way of knowing that OUR apartments were connected.

In any case, I stayed up at school one summer when everyone else went home, so the left apartment was completely empty of people, though some of the stuff remained in the rooms (which were locked), and there was a TV in the living room. I was the only one in the right apartment. The guys upstairs were also there for the summer, and I'd see them coming and going (Wat up? Howyoodoin'?). My girlfriend at the time was also up for the summer, so after a night of drinking, she came back to my place, since I had an air conditioner in my room and it was hot as balls. I heard the guys upstairs having a little drunken party, as per usual.

So around four in the morning, I'm sleeping, and my girlfriend comes back into the room from a trip to the bathroom. In order to get to the bathroom, she had to pass the connecting corridor. "Hey," she says, waking me up with a somewhat worried shake, "Did you turn on the light next door?" Whaaaat? No. Hell no! The lights were all OFF in the left apartment. I hadn't been in the left apartment for days, and nobody else should have either. Without a blink, without a tired "huh?" I grabbed the heavy end of a two-piece pool cue that I kept next to my bed and ran next door, boxers and a tee-shirt. Sure enough, a light was on. I went through the open rooms, pool cue first, ready to put a muthafuckers head out.

OK. Tough guy act, to be sure. I did grow up in a nasty little neighborhood in NYC, so I've had my share of busted heads, and returned the favor on more than one occasion. I was pissed. I went to the back door of the apartment, and saw that the door window was broken, and the door unlocked. The front door was unlocked as well. Motherfucker. Someone had been in that apartment while we were sleeping. Girlfriend insisted I call the cops immediately, which I reluctantly did (another symptom of where I grew up: don't fucking call the cops, don't be a rat bastard - handle your own bizness).

Now, here's what I think happened. The fuckers upstairs got good and drunk with their friends and *knowing that nobody was in the left apartment downstairs* decided to break in and grab some shit, or maybe just trash the place. So they come down the back exterior stairs, break the glass, and in they go. However, as soon as they get out of the kitchen, they realize that the apartments are connected, and they *know* that I'm certainly there next door (they even saw me returning with girlfriend that night). They're college kids, too, and suddenly realize they could get caught on a B&E, and so they boogie out the front door and go back upstairs, leaving all the doors unlocked. It had to be somebody who 1) knew the left apartment was empty, 2) knew the right apartment was occupied, and 3) didn't know about the connecting corridor. I just know it was those assholes. Even gave them a "Have a good night last night," full of sarcasm and implication, when I saw them the next day, to which they sheepishly and guiltily said "Oh, yeah."

But the UPSHOT: Girlfriend told me years later that she was really impressed with the way I jumped out of bed and headed off to handle the situation, pool cue in hand, no fear. Yeah, it's macho bullshit, but once in a while it comes in handy: Handle your bizness. I say years later, cuz same girlfriend is now my wife, who I love dearly.