I live in what would be considered a normal college town. My apartment is part of a group of houses that surround a common parking lot with about 10+ spaces. None of the spots are labeled, and parking is included in the lease. The landlord provides free plowing when it snows. Basically you are allowed to park where you want. There is a general order to things and no one has had any trouble. My troubles started at the beginning of November when I noticed that someone had jumped on the hood of my 1997 9000 Aero leaving some sizable dents. It was the weekend of the Keene Pumpkinfest, and I assumed that it was drunk college kids getting there rocks off. A short time later it looked like someone had puked on my back window (or a chipmunk melted all over it). The kicker came yesterday. It had snowed about 8" and the landlord had plowed as much as he could, with most of the parking spots occupied by cars. I was dropped off at my apartment around 2pm from a friend who took me to get some coffee. I decided to move my car to an open, and plowed parking spot, so that the landlord could plow where I had previously parked when he came back. All was well.... New Years came and went. I was drunk and happy. About 12:45 am I was outside smoking a cancer stick ( sometimes it just feels good with a beer... nm) when a neighbor who lives in a different building that shares the parking lot (all under the same landlord) came home and started screaming, "Saab!! Move your ****ing car!" I live in a 2nd floor apt. and poked my head out the stairwell window opening to see what he was yelling about. I asked him what his problem was and he said that it was his spot I parked in and that he was going to call the landlord and have it towed. He's only lived there a few months and obviously didn't read his lease. There are no assigned parking spots.. no names in the pavement, no signs, no numbers. It's free to the tenants. Anyway, I tell him that I'm not moving my car because there's no assigned parking, and it's cold, and I'm drunk standing in my flipflops. He continues to scream out some garbage about how he plowed it, and how he works and I don't, and I don't deserve it. Wtf? For the record I'm back in school, currently on winter break, using my GI Bill smartly this semester. I don't have to work, and I don't feel bad for him if he does. (These last 4 months are the longest I've not worked since I was 16.) I look out this morning and see that he hocked a big lunger on my driver's window. Nice... thanks. I'm pretty much convinced that it's been the same jerk who's been messing with my car, and I'm fed up. I'm going to talk to my landlord about it when I drop off the rent check, however I'm this close to going over there.... which lies the problem. I hold several things very high: my family, the USMC, my 2A rights, and my car. I'd hate to go over there and have the situation turn sour, and end up flooring the jerk in his doorway, because that really wouldn't solve anything. I really can't complain to the police because I can't prove anything. I'm pissed, and need some advice.