In major news for my life (and paraphrasing from the Wizard of Oz), ding dong, my neighbor's gone! The absolute worst neighbor I've ever had has FINALLY moved out after 2 years.
How bad was he? There were at least 5 girlfriends during his tenure. He smoked something (which wasn't pot, I could hear him coughing but there was no smell). His mother paid his rent and they had their arguments on speakerphone. There was the random banging on walls and doors of redirected anger which scared the hell out of me, the floor shaking when he dropped his weights while exercising at any time of day. And then there were the many occasions of whistling, clapping, grunting, hooting, and tone deaf singing. He was a whole other category of WTF is going on.
I could go on, but now I have a hope for another decent time in my life where I can sleep and not worry about a psycho next door. I have my lease waiting for approval by Sept. 30th. I'm leaning towards waiting to sign until the apt is rented to a new tenant and I have some experience to work with. Considering the apt is showing as of Sunday, there will probably be a quick lease-signing, so I'm figuring a 15th move-in date, 31st at the latest.
Time enough, hopefully, to figure out if I have a self-sustaining neighbor (aka family doesn't pay his rent), someone with some idea of appropriate volume in apts where we can hear quite a bit across the sheetrock. The original tenant when I moved in was occasionally louder, but 95% of the time I barely noticed; I knew when they left for work and that was fine for one closet door slam.
I need that again. I need to know that if I called out sick, I could hear the slam and fall back asleep without subsequent noise and get adequate rest to rejuvenate. There was some sort of schedule, and with minor aberrations, it worked. This is what led to my shock, resentment, and finally anger at having someone who really cared nothing about the other tenants, had no sense of decent behavior, and despite multiple complaints continued to be a hugely disruptive force, particularly for me.
Backing my viewpoint up, I was one of 5 different people I heard over 2 years asking him to turn it down. My personal count was 10 knocks in a year and a half when his music could be heard in the lobby (one flight down) or he was caterwauling so loudly I could sing along with him (and did) to let him know how obnoxious he was being, especially after "official" hours of 10 pm weeknights.
I hope for the best; a normal neighbor with consideration to those around them. I want to say the next can't be worst, but don't want to jinx it! I'll find out.
How bad was he? There were at least 5 girlfriends during his tenure. He smoked something (which wasn't pot, I could hear him coughing but there was no smell). His mother paid his rent and they had their arguments on speakerphone. There was the random banging on walls and doors of redirected anger which scared the hell out of me, the floor shaking when he dropped his weights while exercising at any time of day. And then there were the many occasions of whistling, clapping, grunting, hooting, and tone deaf singing. He was a whole other category of WTF is going on.
I could go on, but now I have a hope for another decent time in my life where I can sleep and not worry about a psycho next door. I have my lease waiting for approval by Sept. 30th. I'm leaning towards waiting to sign until the apt is rented to a new tenant and I have some experience to work with. Considering the apt is showing as of Sunday, there will probably be a quick lease-signing, so I'm figuring a 15th move-in date, 31st at the latest.
Time enough, hopefully, to figure out if I have a self-sustaining neighbor (aka family doesn't pay his rent), someone with some idea of appropriate volume in apts where we can hear quite a bit across the sheetrock. The original tenant when I moved in was occasionally louder, but 95% of the time I barely noticed; I knew when they left for work and that was fine for one closet door slam.
I need that again. I need to know that if I called out sick, I could hear the slam and fall back asleep without subsequent noise and get adequate rest to rejuvenate. There was some sort of schedule, and with minor aberrations, it worked. This is what led to my shock, resentment, and finally anger at having someone who really cared nothing about the other tenants, had no sense of decent behavior, and despite multiple complaints continued to be a hugely disruptive force, particularly for me.
Backing my viewpoint up, I was one of 5 different people I heard over 2 years asking him to turn it down. My personal count was 10 knocks in a year and a half when his music could be heard in the lobby (one flight down) or he was caterwauling so loudly I could sing along with him (and did) to let him know how obnoxious he was being, especially after "official" hours of 10 pm weeknights.
I hope for the best; a normal neighbor with consideration to those around them. I want to say the next can't be worst, but don't want to jinx it! I'll find out.
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