#duplex life

Sometimes I really hate living in a duplex because I can’t tell if John is waking up or my neighbors kids are stumping around.

i forgot to tell my friend which side of the duplex i live in and he refused to go up to either door until i told him which one it was so he sat outside by himself for 20 minutes before my mom let him in 

I think my neighbor is stealing electricity.

I live in a duplex, but the only room I can actually hear the neighbors in is our library/computer room. The guy is short, in his late thirties, has a temper, and drives a freaking low rider truck. The girl is pregnant and dumb as a brick. They like to scream at each other between the hours of 8 p.m. and 12 a.m. I'm this close to turning my dogs on them.

Opened the front door to find a shopping cart sitting right outside of it. My neighbor is an idiot.

That awkward moment when you can't tell if your downstairs neighbors are cooking green beans or smoking really terrible weed.