In the last several weeks, we managed to pack up enough stuff to fill a 2,000 square foot house, move it from California to Ohio, and somehow squeeze it into a 900 square foot apartment.
No easy task.
We're adjusting to having half of our stuff in boxes, we're embracing being able to walk from one end of the apartment to the other in about 3 seconds, and we're even dealing with the fact that if we drive into the parking lot after 7:00 pm, there is no parking anywhere near our building.
All of these issues - no big deal. We'll make it work, we always do, and when the day finally comes that we can move into a house, it will seem simply palatial after this!
But...the one thing that I simply can't seem to wrap my head around...the mysterious sounds coming from upstairs.
We have the loudest neighbors EVER!!! Honestly, I'm not exaggerating. It's ridiculous! Far worse than the typical walking around, flushing of toilets, dog barking (yes, they have a small dog that barks constantly) that you'd expect to hear while in close proximity to someone else. No, no, this is an entirely different situation.
We cannot figure out what exactly they're doing to make such noise, and at such odd times of the day! I could probably learn to ignore the constant banging, thumping, and scurrying, if only I could figure out what was causing it in the first place. It's a mystery and I don't like it!
At first, we wondered if they were amateur bowlers, working on their release in the narrow hallway leading from the living room to the bedroom, however we live about 2 minutes from a bowling alley, so why not go there to practice. Then we considered the possibility that they were perhaps doing some psychotic form of kickboxing or Wii Fit situation, but the sounds aren't rhythmic enough to have that seem like the explanation. It was also possible that they are herding sheep, but given the tight quarters that we live in, that seems unlikely.
I'm trying to figure out if there's a scenario in which I could go up there during the noise making to, oh I don't know, borrow a cup of sugar or ask directions to a restaurant and subtly sneak into the conversation "By the way, what the hell are you people doing up here?!?!"
Thumping, running, banging - what possible explanation could there be for the sounds that we hear on a daily basis coming from our ceiling?
OH MY WORD. I swear, you have the same neighbors that we did in Akron. We truly thought that they were bowling! We complained several times to the rental office and I think they rec'd enough noise notices that they either stopped or moved out. Hope the same can happen for you!
ReplyDeleteDo they have children? They've got to have children! I know when I'm downstairs and Georgia is running around in her bedroom, it sounds like my little child is a herd of elephants!
ReplyDeleteNo children! Just a dog - that I swear is going to mysteriously disappear if the constant barking doesn't stop!
ReplyDeleteThe worst part? The guy was in my graduating class!