9-1-1

I called the police on my neighbors today.

The Cardinals are in the playoffs so I was watching the game on my laptop while I was folding laundry, trying to be productive when I have been so unmotivated lately to get off my butt and do anything. I suddenly heard an obnoxious amount of yelling and screaming outside and I thought, here we go again, my annoying neighbors are at it again. My neighbors always seem to be verbally fighting, and with the walls being so thin, I can hear almost every word. It’s not a surprising occurrence.

But then I heard someone yell, “Go get your shoes! They’re fightin’ in the street!”

That caught my attention. I looked out my window, which faces the street, and there are two guys just beating the crap out of each other in the middle of the road. I thought, whatever. Not my problem. I’m gonna try and ignore the drama outside and just watch my game and fold my laundry.

I continued to hear shouts about somebody’s baby daddy and someone’s husband and someone else’s girlfriend and it was like high school again, except with grown adults who don’t know how to act. I looked out the window and watched one of the guys go back to his car and was for, one moment, happy that maybe he’ll leave and it will be over. But he instead grabbed a pipe and started walking back towards everyone else.

That was the point when I started to get nervous. My neighbors were yelling to shut and lock the door and I was just imagining this guy breaking down the door and murdering everyone. I grabbed my phone and called my mom, explaining the situation to her. She told me to call the police.

So I did. I gave them my address as the situation outside escalated more, the shouting and brawling now inside of the apartment building, right outside my door. The dispatcher told me they would be sending a unit out. I stayed away from the door and just tried to wait it out. What was little old me going to do against the mob of people outside?

It became quite. Silence had never made me so anxious before. At least six of the people were piling into their SUV, including two children. That made me mad. How are you going to act not only so immature, but so dangerous around two kids under the age of eight? Do what you want to yourself, but take care of your kids.

By the time the police arrived, everything had settled down. I didn’t go outside and talk to them because my two neighbors were still out there. I didn’t want to create any conflict between them and me if they knew that I had called the police and were angry for it. But I didn’t feel safe. The situation was out of control and I want to contact my apartment management to make them aware of the situation but I’m not really sure if that’s the right thing to do.

Regardless, I’m staying the night at Andrew’s apartment tonight just to be safe. When people are so angry that they get a pipe to hurt someone, it wouldn’t surprise me if they came back later with something more dangerous. I want no part of it.

You can live on a nice, quiet, residential street, and still have absolute trash as neighbors and you can’t do crap about it.

7 thoughts on “9-1-1”

  1. Wow, that sounds really dramatic and scary. I’d be freaked out witnessing that take place right outside my door :/ I’m glad you called the police though, someone could have gotten seriously hurt. Anger is frightening, especially when people let it take over them :(

  2. I’m sorry to hear that you had to go through that situation! I believe that you did the right thing by calling the police on them. I agree with Jolene, anger is frightening and is messed up with two grown men cannot control their tempers and have to use lead pipes. I’m glad that you are safe and away from that mess for the time being. This has happened over at my apartment. I’ve heard shouts and yells and terrifying things that I slept with a butcher knife under my pillow for protection. One time, someone banged on my door and I was too afraid to even answer it as I did not know who would do that, unless it was a joke. But still, when someone bangs that loudly on my door, I am NOT answering it.

    You are absolutely right, you can live on a nice street or even a ghetto street, with a nice apartment, but it really depends on the surrounding areas such as the people. My apartment complex is called “The Projects” and it’s mixed with Senior Citizens and Disabled. However, the surrounding areas in the apartment complex across the street, everyone is trash-talking that apartment as that’s where a LOT of violence happens. I was scared to walk around with money in my hands much less my purse to pay my bills. But I had too. I just kept to myself. I hope that the violence ends soon.

  3. Oh man, what kills me is that the response time of cops are getting so long. I had to call the cops once on a disturbance and they didn’t even show up until an hour later when NOTHING was going on anymore.

    I live in a nice quiet neighborhood as well and I agree with you. People are people and once shit hits the fan, their reaction on that depends solely on who they are. My neighbors (who has now moved away, thank goodness) pushed my aunt around when we had a bickering over parking spaces. It was a simple matter, but they thought it was necessary to use physical force.

    I’m glad you’re alright though! I hope these problems won’t arise anymore or at least not until weeks later or even months. No one has time for such a commotion!

  4. Whoa, that’s crazy that people were fighting out there and that it escalated to one of them grabbing a pipe as a weapon. I think calling 911 was the right thing to do, and it wouldn’t surprise me if other people did too. Hopefully something like that doesn’t happen again =/ Stay safe!

  5. Wow, that would have been so scary. I think it was really good that you did call the police, because it might have prevented anything from actually going really sour! I don’t blame you for staying away for that time. It would have been horrible. :( Hopefully nothing like that happens again!

  6. That sounds like a scary situation to be in, but I think you did the right thing by calling the police. I had to call the police on my neighbours once when they threatened me after I asked them to turn their music down at 12.30 in the morning.

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