Lead Feet
I think Dave and I are cursed somehow! Not only does someone ALWAYS sit directly next to, in front of or behind us in an empty theater (complete with loud popcorn chewing and kicking of the seats); but we also have a talent for finding the noisiest people in town and renting an apartment directly below them! Now, we love our apartment...the lake, the neighborhood, the large bathroom; my friend even said it feels like a resort. However, the upstairs neighbors couldn't possibly make more noise! As I sit here now at 6am, they are awake and walking around with lead weights strapped to their ankles! I have never heard someone walk that much either!!! They are constantly pacing, wondering, galloping, annoying... And it seems they never sleep! They awake at 5:30 like I do, but they don't quiet down until well into the night. In fact last night, I awoke to use the restroom only to find that Dave was gone!!!! He walked in before I has a chance to panic and told me he banged on their door upstairs and they never answered! This is all after we complained to the office and they gave them a letter. Oh, and I say "they" because we have yet to confirm the sex of the occupant as well as if there is more then one. All evidance suggests that it is actually just one lady, but we have a hard time believing that one person could make such a racket! Anyway, thanks for listening to me vent! We will be taking another trip to the office to complain today! Ahhh, the joys of apartment living....
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I feel for you. I have some not so fun stories of apartment living. In fact, looking back, I wonder why I was so hard set against giving it up.
Top 3 apartment stories (in no particular order):
-In our first apartment, at ground level with windows looking out at the parking lot, we had a guy park next to our living room one night and proceed to pull out dirty magazine and settle in for a night of personal pleasure. Needless to say the cops were called. It was funny listen to him explain to the cops that he was "waiting for someone".
-In Champaign (we only had one apartment here but many different neighbors) we woke up various evenings to hear the headboard banging upstairs and various related noises through the paper thin walls/floors. Yikes!
-Also in Champaign we went to bed one night with a party raging upstairs but not terribly intolerable. About 2AM we both sat straight up in bed thinking someone had carried our stereo into the bedroom, set up the speakers around our heads and cranked it up full blast. Turns out it was the upstairs neighbors again. Man were they loud.
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