100 Ways To Annoy Your Neighbor Novels & Stories

She was ignoring me on purpose. I wanted to bang at the door, even knock it down if I had to. But I realized doing that would only be to my detriment as it was getting dark and I’ll be drawing the attention of the neighbours, and people passing by the estate road. The estate was very quiet and serene, so any little noise could constitute a nuisance.

Irina grabs the remote, turns on the TV and starts flicking through channels. “Were you trying to piss off your neighbour again?” I question her. “Of course. I’m no prude, but I don’t need to hear those three going at it all hours of the day and night. If I have to listen to you fucking, then you get to suffer through Russian heavy metal,” she shrugs unabashed. “How do you know it’s three?” Áine curiously asks.

“Where are you going?" “To have a conversation with your neighbour. Going to the police is one option. But I really want to deal with him myself first.” “He won’t listen, don’t bother wasting your time on him. I’m getting the place soundproofed better by this weekend,” Wren said. “Contractors are coming Saturday morning. But there’s only so much that can do, when the source is literally twenty feet away through drywall.” Grace sat back down. “You know what I’m gonna say? Crazy cures crazy. I have an idea, are you in?”

Screw all Carrero men! I find a screwdriver and a hammer in the chaos under the sink and set about trying to bang my door back into shape haphazardly with no real clue as to what I am doing. It doesn’t take long before irate neighbours start screaming at me because of the noise at stupid o’clock and rattling floorboards over my head to quieten me down. I am attracting too much attention.

"You don't have anything to worry about, Red, you annoy me in a special way that makes me want to take the annoyance on you by punishing you and fucking your brains out, your sister-in-law annoys me in a way that makes me want to break all her bones." The reference to our sex lives made my insides quiver and his whole statement brought a smile to my lips. "I hope you're not annoyed about my plans for your sister?" "Annoyed? That's how I feel about it 24 hours out of 24 hours a day. It's no big deal, you're just welcome to the club." "That's relieving to hear about because aarghhhhh, she's so annoying." I chuckled again, "what exactly did she do to make you this annoyed?"

Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, in a way that had never happened with Dedan before. She could not understand what it was about him that disorganized her. "Hi." he greeted. "My name is Richard Benson, your new neighbor." "What do you want?" "I can't concentrate with the loud music you're playing. Could you please turn it down?" "You're not the only one in the neighborhood." She snapped. "If you don't turn it down, I will be forced to report you for noise pollution." "You won't dare." "Watch me. You have one minute."

She won't ever agree to be with a pervert' His annoying message pops on the screen of my phone, and I scoff angrily. 'Don't disturb me with your texts again. I'm going to sleep' his message pops in again just after I finished reading the first one. Ah! Isn't my friend crazy? "Ah! What should I do?" I mumble as I recline on the chair, staring at the ceiling, and just then, a knock sound on my door, and I presume she must be here now...

The sudden buzzing and crackling jolted them awake from their peaceful slumber, causing grumbles and curses to echo through the thin walls of the apartment building. One particularly irate neighbor, Mr. Johnson, groaned as he rubbed his eyes and glanced at the clock on his bedside table. It was well past midnight, and he had an early morning meeting to attend. The incessant buzzing from Rachel's apartment was the last thing he needed. With a heavy sigh, Mr. Johnson threw back the covers and made his way to Rachel's door. He knocked loudly, hoping to rouse her from her slumber and put an end to the disruptive noise. However, there was no response from inside the apartment.

I will respect her decision, whatever she decides. After a little warm-up, I start my morning run. Momentarily, closing my eyes, I tilt my face towards the sun enjoying its warm rays touching my skin. Shifting my focus back on the path, I continue with my run while focusing on my breathing, trying to distract my mind. When I return from my run, I find Dad and Mom arguing about something. Honestly, I can bet Dad is teasing mom because, as far as I can remember, no day has passed when Dad hasn't deliberately annoyed mom.

I nodded. "You were the one who told me life's not to be cried upon.It should be celebrated and not wasted moping around some douche." Only my best friend knows how to cheer me up. "C'mon get up and shower.We are going out." I shook my head. "I don't think that's a good idea." "I'm not asking doofus.Get up already." I sighed.Zita is a force to be reckoned with. "Besides you stink." "Gee thanks Zee Zee."