by gordonjcp » Thu Apr 01, 2004 5:31 pm
I should coco!
A couple of months ago, my (incredibly noisy) downstairs neighbour was being worse than usual - my bedroom was above his living room, he came in pished (common occurrence), and stuck on his bloody Johnny Cash CD at full chat. Now, said downstairs neighbour had just had his old door replaced with a nice double-glazed one (in a tenement? Why?), 'cos he'd kicked in his old one (pished again, lost his keys).
Went downstairs, "Would you mind turning that down, some of us have to go to work tomorrow"
"Oh yeah, no problem" - in he went, turned it down, 10 minutes later, turned it back up again, louder than before.
Back downstairs. Knocked on his door, nothing, knocked harder, nothing, knocked really hard, door rattling in the frame. He came to the door, didn't open it, shouted something above the music that sounded like "I've got a fucken' knife!", then turned it up some more.
Right, you tosser, I'm getting the police. Normally they will wait until about 4am to come round, by which time Noisy Prat has passed out and the CD has finished. This time, they came round really quickly. Went out the back, had a listen, went round the front, had a listen, knocked on his door, knocked on his window, no response.
Eventually they started kicking his door (it seems, I could see footprints there the next day). So he came to the door, shouting something incoherent. The police shouted back "Get back from the door", he shouted something like "No, *you* get away from *my* door", and calling them all sorts of names. Then there was this smash, yup - the big double-glazed pane. Lots of screaming and shouting, then the police car rattled off at quite a rate of knots. About 10 minutes later, the guy's parents car came into the street, tyres squealing, stopped (presumably to secure the flat), then left with the tyres squealing (again).
My upstairs neighbour heard all of this (the whole building did, let's be honest). She reckons he was shouting something about someone holding him hostage, but I didn't hear that myself. The guy in the flat above me heard him shouting about a knife though.
Best bit is - he's a nurse in the Western.