My first police report
Today was a day of firsts for me as I filed my very first police report for menacing. It all started when I got home from work and the drunken seemingly unemployed asshole downstairs was rocking out like he enjoys doing from time to time (like on this occasion). I enjoy music, but not when someone else is playing it to the point where it shakes my floors. So we called the apartment maintenance department (for about the 6th or 7th time now) and they sent a guy out to tell him to turn it down, which he did. Seemingly a happy ending. But not quite.
About 10 seconds after maintenance guy leaves, drunken asshole starts pounding on his ceiling and yelling. It was hard to understand what he was yelling most of the time, but he remedied that by going outside and yelling at us through the porch screen door. Among the snippets I caught were him calling us "punks", beckoning us to come downstairs so that he can "kick the fucking snot out of you", and even going as far as to say he'd kill us, which was the pinnacle of his 30-minute temper tantrum, at which point we called up the police department, who were already on their way because the maintenance guy asked them to come out.
After that, there were no further problems, besides us being scared this psycho below us would live up to his word if he saw us. I've seen him before, and I know he's seen me, but I'm not sure if he's smart enough to put together whether or not I'm the guy that lives above him since there are three other apartments on the second floor. Either way, it's not really something I look forward to finding out. So after a while, we decided to head out and go to the police station and file a report, so in case this psycho ever decides to actually do something, there will be a record of it happening before. In addition, we hope this gives us some ammunition in going to the apartment owners and having them evict this asshole, and if they refuse, give us grounds to possibly break our lease, which unfortunately runs through the end of the year, and find somewhere better to live. After filing 6 or 7 noise complaints with the apartment and now having a police report for menacing, I think that gives us more than a leg to stand on in court, if it were to come to that.
About 10 seconds after maintenance guy leaves, drunken asshole starts pounding on his ceiling and yelling. It was hard to understand what he was yelling most of the time, but he remedied that by going outside and yelling at us through the porch screen door. Among the snippets I caught were him calling us "punks", beckoning us to come downstairs so that he can "kick the fucking snot out of you", and even going as far as to say he'd kill us, which was the pinnacle of his 30-minute temper tantrum, at which point we called up the police department, who were already on their way because the maintenance guy asked them to come out.
After that, there were no further problems, besides us being scared this psycho below us would live up to his word if he saw us. I've seen him before, and I know he's seen me, but I'm not sure if he's smart enough to put together whether or not I'm the guy that lives above him since there are three other apartments on the second floor. Either way, it's not really something I look forward to finding out. So after a while, we decided to head out and go to the police station and file a report, so in case this psycho ever decides to actually do something, there will be a record of it happening before. In addition, we hope this gives us some ammunition in going to the apartment owners and having them evict this asshole, and if they refuse, give us grounds to possibly break our lease, which unfortunately runs through the end of the year, and find somewhere better to live. After filing 6 or 7 noise complaints with the apartment and now having a police report for menacing, I think that gives us more than a leg to stand on in court, if it were to come to that.
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Tuesday, March 13, 2007.
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