Our neighbour from hell

I have come to the conclusion that certain people only have one goal in life; annoying other people.
Sadly enough our neighbour is one of them. I don't have any problems with her husband, but that woman came straight from hell. They are an elderly couple, so they're almost always at home. It started a couple of months ago. I live on the 8th floor of an appartment building. When I came home with a friend of mine, the she-devil approached me and stated that I needed to scrub the floor in front of my appartment. Since they had to pass my appartment every day to go to the elevator, it was bothering her. I said I would and didn't give it much thought after that. Within a week I received a letter from my housing corporation asking me to clean the floor. She had filed a complaint about me! I was pissed, but I scrubbed the floor and hoped she would fall on her ass when she walked by. She didn't.

About 2 weeks ago she came out of her chambers of hell to cause problems again. I wasn't at home, but Vera, my roomie, was. Vera was in bed, when she heard someone banging on her bedroom window. She opened the front door and there she was; the fire spitting she-devil, her horns freshly sharpened. She started ranting and cussing as soon as Vera opened the door. She yelled that she had been ringing the doorbell for 15 minutes already. Our cats had somehow found their way on her balcony. Although they have a cat themselves, she claimed that her husband couldnt stand the hairs of our cats. She threathened she would call the corporation.Vera was totally flabbergasted. Our she-devil neighbour kept on ranting and when steam started coming out of her ears, Vera slammed the door shut.

This time I was beyond pissed. Of course our cats shouldn't come on her balcony, but dang, you can also ask nicely!! My mob style alter ego took over and I was ready to give her an offer she couldn't refuse.
I planned to call her on it as soon as I ran into her. But sadly I haven't run into her yet. So we came up with some other ideas. We thought about throwing a dildo in her mailbox, but we figured she'd probably enjoy that too much. Peeing on her plants at her frontdoor was also an option or play an adult movie very loudly when she is on her balcony. Don't worry, we haven't done anything (yet). But I can tell you one thing, if I get another letter from the corporation with a complaint or she comes at my door one more time, I am going to be the one spitting fire. She may be a she-devil, but she'll regret messing with a Hungarian bad ass and an Italian mobster!

To be continued...