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To the douchebags who live in the apartment below me…Turn down your fucking loud music. Some people have to work, and waking up out of a deep sleep at 430am is not cool. Get it through your thick skulls. Peace.
—SleepingNeighbor
This article appears in Mar 19-25, 2009.
12 Comments
I’ve put my time in, living in the apartment/condo environment…and I can empathize with what you are going through. The more you complain, the louder the music gets…fuckers. Perhaps this will be an excellent motivater for you to save up for a house.
That’s quite a case of insomnia. Who fucking blasts music at 4am?
I say get even. Buy a decent surround sound, put the sub facing the floor (on it’s face) and turn it up to 11 on a movie like Independence Day, where there’s long sustained periods of deep, floor rattling bass. It’ll rumble the plaster of the walls.
Dave?
Dave’s not here.
sounds like they finally made it back from getting faced and munching on some grindage. Real mature.
Looking into the magic 8 ball, I see this is going to be a recurring event. May want to try to get them evicted for repeatedly breaking the noise by-law and disturbing the peace.
Assuming you’re a ‘good tenant’ that the landlord wants to keep, you should approach the landlord and point out that this is not ‘good behaviour’ and it can therefore be terminated under the NS Tenancies Act (especially if _you’re_ prepared to appear with the landlord at a hearing as a witness to support his/her case).
if you’re fortunate enough to live in an older apartment building, where the doors to apartments have letter box slits, wait until the noisy ones are out at work/parole officer appointment and slip a bag of rancid cat piss/shit into their place – Karma that fuckers
You could try knocking on the door and stating your case. I can’t imagine cat piss in the mailbox is going to help the situation in any way at all. Can you? Really?
Reminds me of the time I lived in the middle unit of a 3-unit building on Windsor street…what a fucking horrible time in my life. They would have parties in the middle of the week and blast their shitty music at 4am, the girls upstairs never took off their hard heeled shoes and yep…more shitty music at 4am on a weeknight.
Honestly I have never suffered from a more prolonged and pronounced case of sleep deprivation in my life and honestly the only people that probably experienced worse were Guantanamo inmates.
What’s worse was that my step-father was dying from pancreatic cancer during all of this despicable inconsideration.
I have never EVER felt worse or more ruined.
Eventually I broke (after months of this) and assaulted one of their friends who was leaning on our doorbell at 3am while having a smoke (he was a member of a family that my family has known since before I was born), to be honest I felt and still feel terrible about that part. It wasn’t one of my more proud moments in life to be sure but I was pushed well past the brink by then, I must have been “speaking in tongues” by that point I was so tired.
If you ever have a Landlady with the first name Faye…don’t bother because she is HORRENDOUS when it comes to actually listening and investigating complaints if you are male. It’s like all of her female tenants are her little princesses that can do no wrong…even with multiple confirmed by police noise complaints. She will even go to the point of lying saying she was in their apartment at the time (total fucking bullshit).
I know there is going to be a very special hell reserved for that wretch when Karma comes calling.
I just had to move out and live a better life elsewhere, but how I wish I could be there when karma returns the favor.
DER…….. I completely second your comments about Faye.
I rented from her (I’m assuming it’s her… judging by your description) for almost two years. There was a leak in our ceiling and the area had eventually turned black (about 10 cm round).
We were concerned because my partner has environmental illness, and obviously it’s never good to live with mold growing in your house… Her argument was, “Mold is green, haven’t you ever seen it on bread or cheese?”
Riiiiiiiiight.
Also, after our 6 unit building had multiple break-ins, she still refused to put a lock on the god damn front door.
If anyone encounters this woman while trying to find an apartment in Halifax, seriously turn around and run.
For once I actually agree with Kay. First you ask them nicely. Then you ask them again not so nicely. Then you tell them to shut the fuck up or you’re going to call the cops. Then you call the cops. Then you call the cops again. And again. And so you know SleepingNeighbor, some universities in Halifax have their own by-laws about noise complaints. Doesn’t matter whether or not you live in residence. If you get noise complaints too often, you can be thrown out. So you should find out if they are Dal or SMU students and if they are, file noise complaints with the cops several times and then report them to the university.