Everybody needs good neighbours, but not
all of us are so lucky.
Your story “Nasty neighbours” (Jan 13) reminds me of my own nasty
neighbours. When we moved into the house that we’re living in now, my
neighbours were renovating their house in the back.
After they completed it, they didn’t build a wall separating their house
from ours. They just fashioned some boards into a makeshift wall.
On our side of the backyard is a mango tree, whose fruits our neighbours
would help themselves to, leaving us with only the rotten ones.
My, were we frustrated or what? But being nice neighbours, we decided to
ignore this, and it has been going on for years. Our neighbours also keep
pet cats, which seem to find our compound the ideal place to do their
“business”. Every morning we wake up to the horrid stench of cat poop in our
Well, we are moving out soon, as we have found a better house. Hopefully
we’ll get better neighbours there. I pity the people who will be moving in.
- Clandestine Dinteraz, Ipoh
Hi, I have a nasty neighbour story that I would like to share. When I
finally managed to buy my own house, my wife and I were very excited.
The house next to my mine was vacant and up for rent. After a month of
living peacefully, we had a tenant moving in next door. From their looks and
slang, they appeared to be from a rural East Coast village.
They were in the pasar malam business. The noises started
after midnight. They would come back late at night dragging the cooking gas
cylinder on the floor to the kitchen.
I tried to talk to them nicely but things got worse. My neighbour started
throwing rotten food in the back drain. And their East Coast congregation
would convene on their front yard and chat loudly until four in the morning.
I did not get a good night’s sleep for months.
After a year they moved out, owing three months’ rent. It was one month
of heaven after that. Then I got a new neighbour, whose husband is also from
the East Coast. He is a contractor.
He would come back late at night, honking his truck. He would slam the
door and grille hard. And yes, he had his own East Coast congregation, and
they would yak until 6am. He got angry when I confronted him, and even tried
to pick a fight. Then he started banging the chairs and dragging the
furniture around – all the time.
It has been two years. I can’t stand it any longer. I will be moving out
to a high-end corner-lot house, after having made sure that my next door
neighbour is not from the East Coast.
My advice to kampung folks: Please leave your kampung attitude
back home. - Frustrated, Subang Jaya
My name is Yuun Jacob, and I too have a little story about irritating
neighbours: Due to the nature of my work, Saturday and Sunday are my off
days. But sadly, spending time at home is a no-no.
I live in a low-cost apartment with 16 floors. Normally, our apartment is
very quiet but all hell breaks loose when my neighbour comes home. He would
put on his songs full-blast with his hi-fi.
Everyone hates him but he couldn’t be bothered. Every festival season, be
it Christmas, Hari Raya, or Chinese New Year, his loud music would rattle my
windows panes. He stops his music at midnight, and during the festive
seasons – at 2am. I’ve talked to him several times but he never listens.
To make things worse, he seems to belong to some sort of gangster group.
They can occasionally be seen hanging out on the ground floor.
Time will tell if his neighbours’ patience will run out? I hope he
changes before we take action. - Yuun Jacob
My experiences with bad neighbours over the years have been rare,
thankfully, but one moved in about two years ago. When the renovations to
their house were completed, they conveniently dumped all the leftover sand,
cement and debris into the main drain. The drain has become one foot
This neighbour also has the habit of slamming shut the main wooden door
each time they exit or enter the house. They have children, and you can
imagine the noise created. They also make a racket climbing the wooden
Later, they got a small dog, and it would bark non-stop and the dog is
also allowed to do its business in the front yard, and they won’t care when
hosing down if the dirty water flows our way.
One day, I spoke to the wife about the dog. She said it was in the dog’s
gene and not her fault. She even suggested that I closed my doors and
windows to shut out the noise! No apologies, no conscience, no
neighbourliness. Does this qualify them as bad neighbours? - Arthur
That’s my spot!
Bad neighbours? Believe me I had one opposite my house. They have this
small pup that they let out to do its business – on our car porch! I had to
tell them three times before they did something about it.
This same neighbour parks his vehicle outside other people houses, even
though his porch can fit at least two cars and there is ample space outside
his house. Once I politely asked a guest of his to move his car so I could
park in front of my own house, only to be confronted noisily by the whole
clan. I resorted to placing flowerpots so nobody could park there.
Now his vehicle is regularly parked in front of my next door neighbour’s
house. This poor neighbour rammed her car into the pillar of her gate while
trying to manoeuvre in the limited space. No wonder people like to live in
bungalows, away from such neighbours. - Unfortunate Resident