Last time I had a pain in the butt neighbor when i was living in an apartment building I lived on the top floor and I waited until they had their door open one and I gather my arms and strapped them on like Rambo. I then walked very slowly down the stairs talking on my cell phone loudly to a buddy about going to the rang and perfecting my aim. As I walked up past his door I saw him look at me, double take, triple take and slowly close the door. He then peeked out the window and watched me load the car up... I never heard a peep from him again....

I didn't have any interaction with him at all... and I got to enjoy a day at the range.