Well I called my landlord to see if he had a chance to talk to him. He said he went over there but no one was home (OR he was so drunk he didn't hear the knock on the door).

He's coming over again tomorrow and talk to him, only this time earlier to make sure he catches them BOTH at home.

This isn't the first time this has happened. I had been living here about 8 months when I woke up in the middle of the night to the smell of smoke. I opened the back door (which enters into a hallway) and it was filled with smoke. Can't remember if the smoke detectors were going off then. But I pounded on his door (this was before his now roommate had moved in) and asked him if he was burning something. Dave, the original tenant, said yes, he made tapioca pudding and fell asleep!!

His roommate, the OTHER drunk, Lou, has had complaints about him from a next door neighbor. Her name is Betty and she is a sweet, 90 year old woman!!! Lou put the moves on HER too!! She's afraid to open the door whenever she sees him at the door.

I just don't like my life being at risk to TWO drunks who have a habit of coming THAT close to starting fires!

What I should've done (yeah, I know, shoulda, woulda, coulda) was call the fire department. But you know the saying about hindsight.

Davidp,

Thanks for caring so much!! I don't need to rant anymore. But I'll still PM you!!