When I moved into the new apartment building, I knew I was going to have problems with my next door neighbor. If I had known that the woman was going to be so horrible, I never would have chosen to move into this particular apartment building. On the day that my friends and I moved all of my things into the building, The woman made a comment about the smell of marijuana. My friends and I definitely smelled like marijuana. We had been smoking in the truck before we started unloading all of the furniture and boxes. When the woman made the comment, I just smiled and kept walking with the boxes in my arms. I couldn’t tell if she was making a remark that was sarcastic or funny. A lot of people use recreational marijuana around here. It isn’t unusual at all. A few days after I moved, there was a note on my front door from the office. Someone in the building complained about the smell of marijuana and it was clear that the smell had been coming from our apartment. I knew it had to be the neighbor across the call that complain about the smell. I waited until the woman came home from work one afternoon and I approached her. I asked her what we could do to fix the problem. I wanted to continue being able to smoke marijuana but I wanted her to be happy as well. She gave me a rude look and asked me to leave her porch. Apparently there is not going to be any way to please this lady. If she continues to complain to the apartment management, they are going to make me leave the building.