Hilary Duff Blasts Her Smoking Neighbor: He’s Ruining My Life!!
Hilary Duff is coming clean … about her loathing for a certain thoughtless neighbor of hers.
She’s slammed people before, she’s taken to social media to call out this guy, by name. It sounds like he’s kind of ruining her life.
Well, Hilary is prepared to ruin his right back.
Taking to her Instagram stories, Hilary Duff has a lot to say about her neighbor, whom she identifies as Dieter Addison.
“Calling all New Yorkers with a–hole neighbors, really open to any advice you have.”
Here is her complaint.
“My neighbor smokes cigarettes and weed all night long.”
Unlike other health concerns that busybodies might have, smoking things impacts others.
“My apartment reeks.”
You would have to be catastrophically awful at, say, drinking soda or eating doughnuts for that simple activity to impact your neighbors.
Hilary reveals that she is at a loss.
“Seriously, what do I do?”
She calls out Dieter directly, saying:
“We know your parents pay your rent, we know you’ve never worked a day in your life.”
She, on the other hand, has worked since childhood to amass her fortune.
“Must be nice.”
It sure must be.
“Have some respect for your neighbors who work hard to live in that building.”
Even if the guy were a self-made billionaire, it wouldn’t be cool to essentially flood his neighbor’s home with smoke.
“Don’t be a dick, dude. And put your trash down the chute.”
Hilary continues, and explains why she is so irate.
“Slept 0 minutes last night because of Dieter the [eggplant emoji].”
Unlike how she supposes that he lives, she works. Hard.
“Worked 15 hours yesterday and back at work at 5:30am.”
She believes that he is so thoughtless because he does not understand what it is like to have actual responsibilities.
“This is the real world Dieter the [eggplant emoji]”
Note that she’s not including the eggplant emoji to indicate that he has a large penis or anything else of a sexual nature.
She’s just calling him a dick.
She continues to address him, saying:
“Your smoking ain’t delicious.”
It seems clear that, up to a point, she wishes him ill.
“I really hope your hangover hurts.”
Then her accusations take a much more serious turn.
“And another thing … stop breaking all your furniture when you fight with your girlfriend or boyfriend… it scares me and my kid.”
She has a 6-year-old son named Luca. But, to be clear, you don’t need a child to find that kind of thing frightening.
“Therapy is cheaper.”
She concludes it with the advice that many people were probably thinking that he should take.
“Get a vape.”
Vape pens, of course, are much less of an assault upon the noses of people nearby.
(Please do not use them in restaurants, however — this is not The Purge)
Though possession of small amounts of marijuana has been decriminalized in New York, it is a wonder that Hilary has not called the police during one of those fights.
Not just because it would be a convenient way to disrupt his life as he is disrupting hers, but because breaking furniture is alarming and toxic behavior and perhaps the police should be involved.
Maybe this callout post will shame this neighbor into behaving.
But we wouldn’t suggest that Hilary hold her breath. Except, of course, to avoid inhaling the smoke.