Long time reader, first time bitcher. Wow do I hate my upstairs neighbour. I didn’t want to live on a lower floor, but at the time there wasn’t much choice for somewhat affordable (not sure what “affordable” means anymore) apartments within a 15 minute bike ride to the university. Coming from Toronto it was kind of a gamble. We were assured multiple times that this was a very quiet building. Everyone else is kind and normal except one.
Frizzy-haired, rude, ugly troll that lives above me: you are apparently over 50, a health care worker (I feel bad for your co-workers and the public), and a mother/grand-mother. Wouldn’t you have more sense? Why do you blast your TV and crappy music through my floor? I like TV and music, but I’ve never had a complaint in any of the 8 or so apartments I’ve lived in, because I’m fucking respectful of others. We talked to you politely twice and you were so charmingly rude, threatening, and told us to move out if we didn’t like it. So I’ve just been putting up with your loud noise, which you blast on random days at random times. I know you’re not deaf, but you soon will be. I guess I should count myself lucky that trolls sleep too and I can rest at night.
And why the fuck do you stomp around with your shoes on for 20 mins before you leave and 20 mins when you return? No wonder you vacuum every day, ever hear of a boot tray?
We’ve complained to the landlord many times about your tv/music crap, but he seems intimidated by you for some reason and won’t do anything useful about your noise since it’s before 10-11pm. That’s bullshit, I don’t care what time it is, you shouldn’t have your shit loud enough to disturb others from enjoying their own apartment!
Many of us cannot afford houses and mortgages, especially with a person going to school trying to study and do assignments, etc. We pay rent too, pretty high rent actually, and deserve peace and quiet at home. You are a bully and you don’t own the building. You don’t own a brain or a heart either. I’m glad I’m a better person than you, even if I am too cowardly to enact revenge. The neanderthal mentality of you and your lead-footed brood will probably make you damage something of mine with the bowling balls you like to drop. —Last considerate person on earth?
This article appears in Nov 25 – Dec 1, 2010.
Ever read Poe’s “The Tell-tale Heart”? How about “A Cask of Amontillado” ? Lots of good idears there.
put a curse on her and make sure you tell her
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OP, I’m sure there is something you can do…..just be creative. Mind you, if it’s illegal, just don’t get caught.
O.O Tacgnol! The end is nigh!
good’un 195
so o.p., did you even bother to say a word to him, bet not.
Sadly, downstairs neighbours can be fuckers too. I had a downstairs neighbour once that, while not only completely fucking nuts (bitch lived with her brother and I’m not saying they were ‘intimate’ but…I’m not saying they weren’t, either) and they were LOUD. Ugh. It got to a point where the super told me I couldn’t go into my bedroom after 8pm on a weeknight because the bitch below us needed “her sleep.” And every time I stepped foot in my room to go to the bathroom the bitch banged on the ceiling with the end of a broom! FFS.
At least your noisy neighbour sleeps OP. Mine are up making a racket 24 hours a day.
If posted this here before OB.
Once when I was renting I had a neighbor who was a real tool with his Stereo system. It was distorted, shook my walls & floor so damn bad you couldn’t hear the TV in my living room unless it was on stun !
So one day after going to see the super, yet again nothing done. I laid 2 sound dynamic speakers each capable of 2400 watts of sound, face down on the floor ( he lived below me) & I cranked it all the way up !
It got his attention.
It had to , his pictures came off the walls, his cupboard doors in the kitchen wouldn’t stay shut & his dishes were falling out. I shook the entire fucking building .When the dust settled , With him & the Super & many others out in the hallway, pounding on my door….when the playing song was over, I opened the door & told them the next time I want some quiet I get it, or I’ll use 4 speakers instead of 2 .
I don’t ever remember having that problem again. Remember what’s good for the goose is also good for the gander & if being reasonable doesn’t work, play the game their way, just play harder. ~:)
That’s wild, More. And I like it. An ear for an ear, and the whole apartment goes deaf. 😀
voodoo dolls and curses, works everytime^^^
Haha, good idea, More. I think my upstairs neighbours could use a dose of that.
the biggest whack-job i ever lived near to was a case worker for childrens aid ; I wouldn’t let this dude council a pet slug 🙂
If it’s not after 11pm I have no sympathy. Get some earplugs.