Neighbor mayhem

I live in an apartment complex. A very large complex to be exact. I pay A LOT of money for it...maybe too much. Before last Labor Day, I had a new neighbor move in. I had no idea my door was slamming loudly. After a heated door slamming, ceiling busting match, my neighbor kindly approached me and apologized. This, was my first decent encounter with her. As such, I made it a point to shut my door gently and be as good as a neighbor as was humanely possible. Seeing as I work anywhere from 8-12 hours a day, not including computer time, the gym, dog walking, etc. I am rarely home to cause noise in the first place. I travel from time to time as well which makes me the person who pays to live here but doesn't really live here all that much. She's come by on occassion since then and inquired about noise but since I don't stay here much I just politely nod my head in agreement and went about my way, trying to appease her need to discuss the noise issues.

This week my dearest friend and her husband came to scope homes and schools for their summer time move. (BTW, I am beyond elated at the thought of having them so close!) They too were not here for much of anything. However, the neighbor upstairs came down and knocked on my door after 10 pm. I opened the door and she explained I was being too loud. My husband/boyfriend was yelling and causing trouble. I kindly explained I had neither and that while I had guests, none of us were making noise. She continued on for almost 20 minutes about how she knew it was me and the other people in the building were annoyed, etc. I was starting to feel my blood pressure rise and working on not busting a gasket as she talked. I restated I had no boyfriend/husband. I work 50+ hours a week and my dog was not going to get any quieter. No one else had approached me or lodged a complaint. She finally left and I just brushed her off again.

Saturday morning, I opened the windows and shades so the sun could warm the house and patio. The neighbor was in the courtyard for 2 hours and I do mean 2 hours staring into my windows. I continued to ignore her and finally, she came upstairs and knocked on my door. She, in her polite and proper voice, called me a liar and said I did indeed have a man in my house. To this I politely replied, "why yes, I do. And last time I checked, you were not my mother and I did not need to ask you, yet alone any other person on this planet whether or not it was ok to have one in MY HOUSE." She raised her voice and continued on for a few minutes more. I leaned down, pointed my finger in her face and said, "If you have a problem, you need to take it up with management. I am not causing the noise you are talking about and am hardly even here. I refuse to have anymore conversations with you about it. Please go away NOW." I slammed the door, locked it and was fuming beyond words. I mean how dare she!!

I called the management and complained. 10 minutes later as we gathered our things to leave, I opened the door to find her there glaring at me and my guests with an eat shit and die look. I loaded my car up, went to the office, and lost it with the apartment complex management.

"If I EVER have this woman approach me, I will call the cops. I pay my rent, dog fees, and adhere to all the rules. I will not tolerate her craziness. Do we understand each other?"

"Yes. We do," replied the apartment manager.

"Good."

Now if I don't post for a LONG, LONG time, the crazy Asian lady upstairs might have attacked me with a Chinese ninja star dipped in poisonous venom.

Just in case....