This weekend, Reddit user holdthedoor444 was trying to get some sleep at 3a.m., but his super-inconsiderate neighbors let their party spread into the hallway. Instead of putting on some clothes to do battle with the drunks, he wrote everything he overheard into the most embarrassing note ever written to a neighbor.

"My point is that after last night, I know your friends better than I know my own friends."

They're "sort of the worst," but this letter is sort of the best.
They're "sort of the worst," but this letter is sort of the best.

The letter reads:

Dear neighbors who were partying last night,

Being loud in your own apartment is one thing, but letting Becky stumble around slur-yelling in the hallway at 3:30 AM is another. I understand that Kristin is excited about her new stewardess job with Air Canada, but she needs to tone it the fuck down because your neighbors are trying to sleep, and quite frankly we all know that WestJet is better anyways. Have fun with those shitty benefits, Kristin!

And while it's super tragic that Jen found our Chad has been cheating on her, and only a few days after they did that couple's sleigh ride in Canmore, Christ knows that nobody wants to hear about it at 4 in the fucking morning. Now my cat's awake, he's wondering what the fuck's going on, and I have to explain to him why Tracy is so upset the way Gilmore Girls season 8 ended that she feels the need to wander the goddamn hallway of our apartment building yelling about it right now. BTW Jen, the only reason Chad took you on that sleigh ride is because he found a super cheap Groupon.

You must not have heard the battlecry I let out at exactly 3:37, after listening to Megan give her 2 cents on the serious issue of the gender pay gap, for over an hour. It was something to the effect of, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" No, you must not have heard it, because Jen's aggressive cry-yelling didn't let up until 4:02, at which point she was ushered into the back of a yellow checkered cab with fresh puke starting to crust on her new Aritziya flannel.

My point is that after last night, I know your friends better than I know my own friends. I don't have any friends, but that's besides the point. Your friends are fucking loud, and the hallway is a ridiculous place to hang out late at night. Or ever. Actually you should probably just move out. You're sort of the worst.

Luke-warm regards,

youy super pissed off neighbors.


Woah, this is savage. Holdthedoor44 does admit in the comments section that some of these details are "mostly satirical" to " get the point across that they need to shut the fuck up next time, and apparently the point was made. He found the sympathy of other residents, who "wrote their own 'fuck yous' on the letter today." Unfortunately, the cleaning lady took it down.

Pretty great revenge but, in fairness to Tracy, that Gilmore Girls ending was really upsetting.