Lived in a 3 story apartment once for a year. We had the top floor. Did it because we liked the view and assumed it would cheapen the heat bill. The view was nice anyways.Man i could complain on price and so so many negatives. But hey this is just about neighbors being neighbors.
Now to get on topic. It was me,my boy and my SO. My boy was never much of a trouble maker with jumping or running around too much. However he did like to ride around on his little car. My downstairs neighbors consisted of 2 women sharing a 2 bedroom apartment that worked night shift. Now that despite sounding like a positive is what put us slowly into a spiral of hell. To begin with as me and the boy were at home during the day. So if my kid made any noise they would bang the hell out of the wall. Also at the time i assumed it was a broom and that is something to hang on for later. Their first yelling match amongst each other begins.It scared me to the point i thought id have to call the cops on them.
As spring hit we grew use to the banging for any good reason. However their chain smoking and our open windows did not give us a break. Also i swear they figured a way to mess with us because our small laundry closet started to smell like skunk.Yelling becomes more frequent and one time you could hear the crazy bitch yell down the stairwell and slam a door made of steel so hard it broke the lock mechanism off the door frame.
As summer hit one of them obtained a boyfriend and the yelling matches begin to strengthen along with the smell of smoke. I guess that was also a good time to get a small yapping dog. My kid finds out if you take popcorn tins and flip them they make a good drum set. Being the big pushover i am i would have never let my kid do what he did next. But the power of rock n roll revenge was in his soul. That jam session went for a good hour. Either they weren't home unfortunately or they planned their own revenge. About a week later i start to hear hammering and the sounds of what i believed to be an electric saw.Now this is interesting because the fights had stopped for about a month. Again at this point i felt concerned and wanted to either a call the head office of this complex or call the police. But despite the ignorance of me being so passive and them starting up EVERY TIME my kid went for naps. I let it go on.
Welcome to fall. Guess what the yelling IS BACK! Now this fight was as great as i remember. What i failed to mention is i sometimes would be showering and could hear it all through the vents. See Girl A was mad at Girl B because she doesn't ever do anything around the house. However girl A had zero problem eating all of girl B's food. I'd call it an even flow but the psycho comes out like 2 magnets touching a negative point when girls live together. So doors slam like crazy then nothing. No noise just hammering and saws for weeks. Finally everything goes quiet.
Winter begins. Now gladly i was at the 3 month stretch to my lease.The downside to all this is that they infact did leave. Here's the big kicker. All that pounding and noise i heard. 2 girls with horrible horrible mood swings. They destroyed the ceiling and the walls where i heard pounding. Their living room from what i heard from the maintenance crew looked like they drove a car through a wall then a dog shit all over it. Well guess what if i had made ONE just one fucking call 6 months ago id of been free of those psycho's but you know what i probably would have ended up in a fist fight so at least karma did get to them. I also left out all the loud music and when i went to the gym the one that also went would not acknowledge me. But hey that was reasonable if not a benefit compared to the rest of this story.