my idiot neighbors
Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 2:21 am
Okay so as most of you know, I moved into a duplex with three other people. We live on the top floor. Both units look the same aside from the fact that the bottom apartment has a huge bookshelf, while we have an attic and bigger counter top in the kitchen..but I digress..
For the longest time we were dreading anyone moving in beneath us. We could be as loud as we wanted, stomp on the floor and be all around rowdy. When potential renters would come by to look at the bottom floor, we would play loud music, scream weird things..and my rommie Elle even went as far as to look out the window at a older couple, with a knife in her hand.
So when my friend Rachel (she is also sister one of my roomates sister) said she was moving, I was excited as hell. She is about the same age as me and is alot of fun. Only downside is that she just had a kid..which was whatever, because she said he would be at her moms most of the time. Her friend Mary and Marys' boyfriend Jamie were also moving in. (Sidenote, Jamie is not on the lease)
Fast forward to now....THESE PEOPLE ARE DRIVING ME NUTS. Apparently Jamies' friend, Skid Row Steve (or whatever) lives down there now. He...(or whoever sleeps in the room beneath mine) plays music like..24/7. I kid you not. Whoever it was started blasting music around 10am today. Mind you, I was already awake..but still. So about everynight now, around midnight , either me or my boyfriend will go knock on their backdoor and tell them to turn the music down. I try and give them the benefit of the doubt since I'm around their age...and I like loud music from time to time...but this is getting to be too much.
No joke, my roomie talked to his sister about kicking out Skid Row Steve, and she seriously replied that there was nothing she could do about it..
I don't know what to do...like at this exact moment there are like 10 people down there, going in and out, letting the door slam, they are running around and bumping hella loud, not to mention their music is loud as fuck. ..
Should I call the cops? Or what? I know they have weed down there and good knows what else...but then again we have weed up here :/. I dont want it to have to come to that..but seriously everynight I should not have to tell these fucking idiots to turn their music down. Oh...and did i mention they are juggalos? Dirty, disrespectful, loud, druggie, juggalos.
Also not to mention that we have been nothing but respectful to them. We only play music on the weekends...if at all. We don't stomp, and we're even letting them use our washer and dryer, since theirs is broken. What tickles my funny bone, is that the other day, my roomie was shuffling, and his sister had the nerve to text me to tell me that we needed to stop stomping because she had a headace. What a fucking joke.
Sorry about the stoned rant, but I am at my wits end. I just want to be relaxed in my own home, instead of living above a party house :/
For the longest time we were dreading anyone moving in beneath us. We could be as loud as we wanted, stomp on the floor and be all around rowdy. When potential renters would come by to look at the bottom floor, we would play loud music, scream weird things..and my rommie Elle even went as far as to look out the window at a older couple, with a knife in her hand.
So when my friend Rachel (she is also sister one of my roomates sister) said she was moving, I was excited as hell. She is about the same age as me and is alot of fun. Only downside is that she just had a kid..which was whatever, because she said he would be at her moms most of the time. Her friend Mary and Marys' boyfriend Jamie were also moving in. (Sidenote, Jamie is not on the lease)
Fast forward to now....THESE PEOPLE ARE DRIVING ME NUTS. Apparently Jamies' friend, Skid Row Steve (or whatever) lives down there now. He...(or whoever sleeps in the room beneath mine) plays music like..24/7. I kid you not. Whoever it was started blasting music around 10am today. Mind you, I was already awake..but still. So about everynight now, around midnight , either me or my boyfriend will go knock on their backdoor and tell them to turn the music down. I try and give them the benefit of the doubt since I'm around their age...and I like loud music from time to time...but this is getting to be too much.
No joke, my roomie talked to his sister about kicking out Skid Row Steve, and she seriously replied that there was nothing she could do about it..
I don't know what to do...like at this exact moment there are like 10 people down there, going in and out, letting the door slam, they are running around and bumping hella loud, not to mention their music is loud as fuck. ..
Should I call the cops? Or what? I know they have weed down there and good knows what else...but then again we have weed up here :/. I dont want it to have to come to that..but seriously everynight I should not have to tell these fucking idiots to turn their music down. Oh...and did i mention they are juggalos? Dirty, disrespectful, loud, druggie, juggalos.
Also not to mention that we have been nothing but respectful to them. We only play music on the weekends...if at all. We don't stomp, and we're even letting them use our washer and dryer, since theirs is broken. What tickles my funny bone, is that the other day, my roomie was shuffling, and his sister had the nerve to text me to tell me that we needed to stop stomping because she had a headace. What a fucking joke.
Sorry about the stoned rant, but I am at my wits end. I just want to be relaxed in my own home, instead of living above a party house :/