I live in a condo and my neighbor's kid bugs me, always running up and down the stairs and playing her clarinet. But I play my movies pretty loud, so I figure that makes us even.
Last season, I had the cops called on me while watching my beloved Chargers whoop up on my nemesis, the Raiders. I guess I was yelling at the TV kinda loud when I wanted Marty to throw the red flag on a catch that was OBVIOUSLY in bounds, but called out. Next thing I know, there's a knock on the door, and I'm thinking, "Who the hell would dare to bother me when I'm watching the Chargers?!?!?" The cops ask if they can talk to my wife. She wasn't even home!!! Apparently, someone thought I was beating her up or something!!