I am generally a pretty easy going guy. On the scale of laid back to anal annie, I would rate myself surfer dude. But the last few weeks have turned me into a teeth gritting, knuckle clenching, eye bulging lunatic.
I found this website, Rotten Neighbor the other day and although I don’t think I am passive agressive enough to take it to this extent… I have just about had enough of my neighbors, and may have to add them to the list.
Rotten Neighbor
The first week or two of living camping here we couldn’t get over how amazingly quite this old building was. “The rehab must have been extremely thorough”, we thought out loud. But then it hit us, BAM! like a ton of bricks on a creaking 100 year old floor, literally, every morning at 5am and every night at midnight. We soon came to the realization that the first few weeks so were quite because there was no one around to make any noise.
The people above us must have been out of town, or had not yet moved in, the unit below us was empty, and to this day we have still not heard anything from the unit we share a wall with (I think it is a masonry wall, as it is technically a different building.) But all that has now changed.
Those Who Are Above
The people above us, the early risers have the absolutely most hideously loud creaky floor… and a dog… and an overpowering urge to play with said dog at 5am EVERY MORNING. So every single day for the past 4 weeks or so, I too have been up at 5am, listening to them play with their dog.
- BAM CRREAKAAKA BAM CREAAK BAM…
- RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE….
- SCRA-SCRA-SCRATCH CREEAK SCRA CREEEAK SCRATCH CRE-CREEAAAK
- BOOOOOM POUND CREAK POUND CREAK POUND CREEEAAAAKAKAAK.
That is the dog frantically jumping around waiting for the ball to be thrown across the apartment upstairs then it rolls across the floor, the dog excitedly chasing after it and then slaming into some piece of furniture and the guy then going running across the floor after the dog to pick up the mess.
I am not sure if they really know that they are being loud, maybe noone has told them, but you have to know that when you are living so closely with so many other people, that you need to be at least concious of your own noise AT 5AM. You can’t go stomping around with high heels on a wood floor, or re-arranging furniture, or playing fetch with your dog AT 5AM.
Those Who Are Below
Then there are those who are below, the party animals. These guys are forever having a giant party with smokers congregating out the back door, yelling and screaming over the blaring music, blowing smoke just below our bedroom window. There are 2-3 roommates, and one of them is the most horrible guitar/singer wanna be’s ever heard, no joke, I heard a cat srcreetching right along with their singing one night at 2 am.
So the moral of the story is that we are caught right smack in the middle of these two noise machines providing the perfect buffer for the night owl’s noisy get togethers and the earlier risers morning romp with the dog. Hooray, glad I could be of assistance… Maybe I will collect payment in the form of internet humiliation and revenge… Thanks to Rotten Neighbor.
