On Neighbors
Apr. 19th, 2005 11:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
napoleonherselfFor the second night in a row, 10:30ish PM means blaring stereo and screaming matches and repeated door-slamming from downstairs, and blaring stereo from next door.
The ones next door, i.e. CH's pad, actually had their stereo cranked so loud at one point that it wasn't just the usual bass pounding the walls and rattling the windows. No, we could actually clearly hear the vocals of whatever was currently being blasted. You couldn't make them out, but you could hear them in every room of our apartment through the living room wall.
Naturally, when I slammed my fist as hard as I could on said wall, they responded by turning it up.
We pay 600 bucks a month for management to continue promising to do something about this, and never actually doing so. It's really sad.
I can't wait till we get out of here. Did you know I'm literally afraid to go outside of the apartment on my own these days? It's true. CH tried to sneak up behind mecha on the stairs once, who knows what she might decide to try on me someday.
The ones next door, i.e. CH's pad, actually had their stereo cranked so loud at one point that it wasn't just the usual bass pounding the walls and rattling the windows. No, we could actually clearly hear the vocals of whatever was currently being blasted. You couldn't make them out, but you could hear them in every room of our apartment through the living room wall.
Naturally, when I slammed my fist as hard as I could on said wall, they responded by turning it up.
We pay 600 bucks a month for management to continue promising to do something about this, and never actually doing so. It's really sad.
I can't wait till we get out of here. Did you know I'm literally afraid to go outside of the apartment on my own these days? It's true. CH tried to sneak up behind mecha on the stairs once, who knows what she might decide to try on me someday.
