Things have been a little busy around here lately… James is down for a few weeks and we are sharing my computer, therefor I’m not spending as much time online gaming or blogging, which isn’t a bad thing.
James works online and he’s putting the finishing touches on his product launch, So he’s been busy trying to record a few videos and and even do an interview or 2.
Unfortunately, I live in an apartment building and the walls are paper thin. Living on the bottom floor does have it’s pro’s and con’s… The only PRO is that I don’t have too lug my laundry or groceries up/down a flight of stairs. The CON is that I get to listen to my neighbors bang around and walk back and forth like they have 20 pounds of lead in their shoes.
I’ve been a tenant here for 2 years, and believe me, I’ve heard more than I care to hear from the guy upstairs… Now granted it’s not his fault there is a lack of insulation and no noise barrier at all. I’ve only resorted to banging on my ceiling twice in 2 years… Ya, I know not the most neighborly thing to do… But I really don’t know the guy to just walk upstairs and ask him to shut the F*$k up!
So this last week while James was trying to get some work done, he’s been trying to squeeze in his recordings in between the few hours the neighbor is gone.. but last night was it and we felt that this had gone on long enough… now granted it was only 5pm and rightfully the guy can listen to his stereo as loud as he wanted… and maybe he’s unaware of just how much we CAN hear… So James went up stairs, knocked on his door and politely asked if he’d mind turning down his music….
Yeah, that didn’t go as well as we hoped…HE insisted that the volume wasn’t loud and invited James to come in and see for himself… Sure it may not have been cranked to the MAX but he’s got things set up in a way that his speakers are on the floor and we can seriously hear what song is playing without having to really strain our ears. It’s not like it’s a low sort of muffled sound and turning on a fan will drowned it out, No No… We can hear word for word every song, crystal clear as if I had my radio turned on.
Anyway, the guy is a drunk and was pretty wasted, slurring his words and telling James that he’s got friends coming over and he WILL be cranking up the volume… Oh and he doesn’t know what James’ problem is, since it’s not like we are trying to sleep and it’s not after 10pm… It’s a little something called Common Courtesy!
For as long as I have dealt with him being loud and listening to his music every night at the same time for at least 3 hours (Did I mention it’s always the same 5-7 songs?) Our intention was not to piss in his Cheerios, but to let him know just how much we do hear from him and hoping he’d be just a tad more considerate… Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.
After the guy mentioned he was gonna crank it up, there was nothing more to say and James came back downstairs… We heard him talking to himself and getting all worked up… seems he’s a painter and was in the middle of being creative when he was interupted… After a 10 minute tantrum we hear him open his door and make his way down stairs and sure enough *Knock knock knock*…
James opens the door and we
hear his little song and dance about, how he thinks it’s the Bass we
are hearing and he can’t find his remote to adjust the level of the
Bass… And he wanted to make sure that we weren’t gonna call the cops or the landlord over this… In the future if we think his music is too
loud, we can walk upstairs and let him know… Sounds like things were
going good, right?
Yeah, not for long… Now that we’ve just woken up the angry drunken troll, he’s making more noise than he was 15 minutes ago. He’s now turned the volume up just a bit and he’s singing, more like shouting along with the radio! Fabulous!
That goes on the a good 15-20 minutes… I swear he was trying to find
ways to be more obnoxious… As if his 15 minutes of Karriokee fame
wasn’t enough, he gets the bright idea to run his garbage disposal for
a good 5 minutes…
*sigh* So James and I
realize that there was nothing we could do, but sit back and wait… He
knew he wasn’t going to get anything recorded until after 11pm so he
did what he could so that he was ready to go when that time came.
We thought we were in for 5 hours of hell… I’m guessing he finally passed out around 8pm and he didn’t hear too much from him after that.
Damn noisey neighbor, can’t live under them, can’t shoot them
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