Health, Health, Health Dahling...I'm in the throws of experiencing three days full of nausea, eyeballs that feel fiery, rooms that can't be warm enough, ice cold feet and wheezing. So of course, what I want more than anything is peace and quiet. Just some peace and quiet. Peace. Quiet.
Instead, what I have is looping thump thump boom sounds constantly coming from our downstairs neighbors' apartment. Pair this with a headache and general grumpiness from being sick and you have a simple equation that equals Meltdown.
No amount of ear covering & patience (Benedryl Cold & Flu--a.k.a. Mommy's little helper even if Mommy doesn't have kids) can block out the noise. And the most bestest part of all? They aren't even listening to "music"---what's looping is a Menu song from a video game. My husband is laying bets that it's WII. I swear they're holding a tournament. A really stupid tournament that requires a lot of breaks. Breaks which (that?) require the game to keep itself "running in place" on the menu page. Oh for the love of God---turn it OFF!!!! I'm pretty much ready to lose it. I've nearly reached the top of the town square's* bell tower, people.
So please, commiserate with me. Share your "Awful Neighbor" stories. I know it can be much much worse than a looping video game soundtrack (But video game music, really?). Please give me a laugh and make me feel better. Thanks muchly, in advance.
*Wouldn't it be cool to live in a town that has an actual square? And not just some piece of lawn in the front of a Gas Station?
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I feel your pain ... I am finally FINALLY getting over the nastiest cold that lasted a month (A MONTH! Like 30 days! Gah!)
I don't have any bad neighbour stories to share. Because, um, we ARE the bad neighbours. It's not my fault of course, it's all the fella. He's a musician so he's constantly thumping on his bass or pounding the drums (though, in his defense, it IS an electric drumkit.)
Hope you're feeling better soon! And hopefully the videogame music stops soon. You could always do what our old neighbours used to do to us - write a passive-aggressive note about appropriate noise levels and slip it under the door. Though if they're assholes (like we are) they'll just turn the music up and keep it on until 1 minutes before the city noise bylaw comes into effect.
We moved last summer to get away from the crackheads who moved into our building. Now we are in heaven.
I have pictures to prove it.
Hillary: I'm pretty sure you're not officially assholes until you reach the time limit of the bylaw.
Witchypoo: Are the pictures of crackheads or heaven? I'm intrigued.
I have the old lady who has lost her mind and thinks my kids walk into her house at 7:30 a.m. to steal cereal.
As if they would eat her cereal when I make them waffles.
/sheesh
Sorry about the tournament. I think it is about time you learn to polka. Maybe they will get the point that loud music that is very repetative is annoying.
My first apartment: The people who lived above us used to vacuum, I kid you not, EVERY 5-10 minutes! ALL DAY LONG. It would begin at about 7:00am and finish at around 11:30pm. I have NO idea why the hell they had to vacuum so much, but by the time we moved out I had developed acute facial tics that will forever more be triggered by the sound of a vacuum.
I had an icky stalker-y neighbor when I lived in an apt building during school; he lived 2 stories below me, and would do creepy things like take the bus with me to school (he didn't go to my school), or call me or my roommate and ask what I was just doing because he saw me taking things out of my trunk (eww, watching me) or follow me in his car when I was driving off somewhere. I did not like that. At least he was two stories away.
Do I have neighbors that suck?
EHEM.
Why, YES. YES I DO...
Not so much neighbours, but I've had roommates who would do coke and party all night when I had to work at 5 am. Or go to school.
And then there was the one who was dating a run-away, and a series of articles was written for a major newspaper about our "run down townhouse" that was her last known location...We kicked him out after 10 days though.
Hey Rev,
You know I totally have you beat (this is Saltine.) I'm sure I've bored you enough with my stories of my terrible neighbours (I'll use the "u" to make you happy), but your readers may be interested. My downstairs neighbours like to yell at one another in Portugese all night (and I'm pretty sure by the number of voices I've counted, there are 8 people living down there.) They also have wood floors and it sounds like they're mode of transport is stomping. This stomping also has the added effect of causing my bed to shake while I'm trying to sleep. They can't go through a door without slamming it, and did I mention that my apartment smells like stale cigarette smoke because they keep smoking inside even though it's against their lease (FYI- when the landlord called them out on it, they told him that they were smoking outside with the door open and- oops- the smell must've drifted in.) Occasionally, I'm awoken at 3 am to the sound of a blasting Latin pop song. It's even better when they have a party because then I can see the hundreds of cigarette butts and the occasional beer can strewn about the stair case as I walk to my car. Their latest prize- a cart that they stole from the local Wal-Mart with a few empty cigarette packs in it for extra measure that now sits on the landing in front of their door. The best part about my neighbours- they move out at the end of the month. I'm hoping this means that I can attempt sleep without a pillow over my head.
I can imagine this would be compounded if I was ill and trying to seek some peace- hang in there!
As my neighbours have so eloquently stated by painting it on the inside of their windows for the whole world to see- "Party like a Rock Star!" and "Lucia is cute."
Nic-
You. Kill. Me.
You ALL do. You've definitely got me beat. I will cease with whining about my neighboUrs and immediately take up Polka.
...now...where can I find a "Lucia is Cute" bumper sticker...
Our neighbours are acres away, so no bad stories...though we occasionally get whiffs of marijuana...
I live in an upstairs apartment (which is really the only way to go unless you like hearing neighbors stomping around above you). But, our bedroom is right above the front walkway that enters into our center courtyard. Our neighbors think it's totally fine to stand out of the front steps, right below our bedroom window, at all hours of the night and day gabbing on their cellphones. And our walls aren't thick, and the windows are single paned, so we can hear every damn thing that's said, like it or not. I've heard about people's tampons, for instance. Anyway, if I had a dollar for every time I've had to open my window and tell people they are keeping me awake, I'd have a lot of dollars. And if I had more dollars for every time I've fantasized about shooting people with a bow and arrow or dumping a bucket of liquid magma on their heads in revenge, then I'd be a millionaire. If people would only do their gabbing in the courtyard, or, hello?, their APARTMENTS!! then they wouldn't keep me awake with their mindless blather!!!!
I like my apartment, and I've lived in it five years, but I'm starting to yearn for the day when I can move to a quieter place.
Oh, and flu season this year totally sucked. I had mine in February, and I pretty much wanted to die. Hope you are better now.
Angella: Kind of gives new meaning to telling your kids to go out and get some fresh air :)
Sra: Just reading your comment, I got pissed off for you. (Pissed by Proxy?) And thank you for the well-wishes. Flu. Sucks.
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