Backstory. My wife and I lived in an apartment complex. One night at 1am someone rang our doorbell 7 times. I answer the door and see my next door neighbor standing in front of his door. 

I ask him “did you ring my doorbell?” He mutters “What? No someone just rang my doorbell as well and doorbell ditched me.” I say “okay that’s weird, well goodnight” and go back inside. 10 minutes pass and he knocks on my door. I open the door and he says “Did someone doorbell ditch you again? Someone just did it to me again.” He introduces himself and gives me a dead fish handshake as he slurs his words. He’s obviously on some drugs.I’m eager to just tell him goodnight and leave me alone at this point so I say “No, I am going to bed, goodnight.” 

At this point I’m a little weirded out. 5 minutes pass and I’m looking outside my peephole again. He’s standing in the hall in front of our door. Just standing there. I told my wife and she’s freaked out as well.  I leave to go talk to her. I go back to the peephole to see what he’s up to. At this moment he walking away from my door towards the elevator. All of a sudden he charges down the hall full speed and falls face first in front of my door. He must have broken his nose because he fell HARD.  My wife and I are shocked and call the cops. 

I hear the police come into the hall and into their apartment. I’m not sure what happened to them that night. The next morning when I’m leaving for work, every single persons doormats in my hallway are all switched around and there’s someone’s doormat in front of the door to the stairs. Fast forward a few weeks and he’s been loud until 4am every night. I knock on the wall to get them to quiet down. I did that one night and it didn’t seem he liked that very much. 

The next afternoon our doormat is gone. My wife had just gotten this new doormat two days prior.  It was an official Disney doormat that was like $40. She’s obsessed with Disney and loved the doormat. My wife was crushed and full of rage. She stormed over and knocked on their door. He opens the door, looking like we just woke him up. She asks him if he’s seen our new doormat very snarky. He plays dumb and says he doesn’t know. He says “that really sucks, I didn’t see anything sorry.” and shuts the door. We look all over our floor until we find it. It’s all the way in a separate section of our floor down a hall of storage units, obviously looking like it has been thrown.

I was really upset and annoyed but I was glad we found the doormat. Now we’re moving out of the apartment complex.  I grabbed his doormat and threw it in the dumpster outside. In hindsight, I feel like I shouldn’t have done it. Am I an asshole for throwing it away? 

TL;DR: My druggie neighbor got mad I knocked on their wall to get them to be quiet at 4am, stole and threw my wife’s new expensive Disney doormat down the hall. So I threw their doormat in the dumpster. 

