Thursday, March 19, 2009

Much ado about Neighbors

I am going to the gym twice a day now. I really rather enjoy it. Honestly, I can't say I go twice a day, everyday, however, I can say that majority of my free time is now spent at the gym!

Why on earth would you spend so much free time there!! you ask??

It's simple.

My downstairs neighbors are loud. Not just noisy, but L.O.U.D.

For example; yesterday, I come in from Calera in the evening around 9. I live in a predominately quiet area, until you get to my front door. I run up the stairs, slide in my key. Somebody sure is thumpin'! I think. Open the door, flip on the light and realize, Oh, that's my neighbor!

Currently, they are watching a montage of music videos. I just heard some Johnny Cash. Right now, it's a heavy metal song I haven't ID'd yet.

Why haven't you don't something about this??! Oh the craziness of that idea! If I had money for every time I've called the police on them and they still not turn the volume down, I wouldn't have to work anymore. And the landlord? She has sent letters and made phonecalls.

Why can't they get the point?? I think they are now turning things up out of spite! If I hadn't of already called the police on them a few hundred times, I might take initiative to knock on their door and say, "Turn that down!!" Instead, I spend most of my evenings at the gym so by the time I get home, they are already in bed asleep!!

It hasn't been all that bad, though...Right...The other night they had a party. I think it was a Mardi Gras party. Several of their friends came over and they sang karaoke till midnight! It was a great time had by all! Especially when I was in my room on the other end of my apartment and they were still in the living room singing Pearl Jam for the 8th time. Did you know drunk men tend to sing the same song over and over again?? I didn't! And the following night, they listened to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon, which is my favorite Pink Floyd album - seriously! So that night wasn't too awfully bad.

It's nights like right now where I wish I could be like Walter Matthau in Grumpy Old Men and take a remote to their window and turn down their TV and stereo...