Allergies are still nasty. I think it's a sinus infection. The pressure says infection. But I am taking massive doses of meds. Yum.
So last nite I had a horrible sinus migrane. The pressure was so bad I even took a percocet along with my decongestant. And lo and behold Tweedle Dumb upstairs was blasting s movie or something. I even was having Mike talk in soft tones, I just couldn't handle it. And after having listened to them all last week, and their very loud party on Saturday at 1:30 am - when they started it - I wasn't feeling inclined to being nice anymore. I was fed up. I marched upstairs, Mike in tow for moral support. Because my damn temper, I can't gurantee I won't loose it!
Now, 3 weeks ago Tweedle Dumb needed a ride to the grocery store. Mike and I happened to be going, so we gave him one. I took that as the opportunity to discuss the volume level and my on-line education. I was told it would be taken care of.
Fast forward to the last 2 weeks of 2 am music blasting, and last nite. And last nite I just snapped. So I haul up there, and ask Tweedle Dumb to please come talk to me in the hallway, as I didn't feel like having the conversation in front of his company. And I laid it down. In fact, I told him that Mike and I have both been asking him, and I wouldn't be asking him. This was The. Last.Time. I would be telling them. The next time it happened, I would be going to the management. And with the pansiest, whineiest, immasculine voice a 31-year-old man could muster (and for the whole conversation I might add), he managed to escape sound out of his mouth and tell me, "Oooo-kaaay!" like a four year old retorting to cleaning something. I then told him that it was unacceptable the way they have treated us, and that I totally understand that they can do whatever they want, I am ok with them listening to music, but that they have to respect that there are other people living around them and there are rules in the lease (a 10 pm sound cerfew to be exact) that they totally disregard. I even brought up the fact that I can hear their music through the apartment NEXT to them (which is over our bedrooms) and the absurdity of it. I then brought up that I was starting class on Thursday. And since I had student loans out, I wasn't being nice anymore and wouldn't tolerate their rudeness. The whole time he was just intejecting and whining at me. I felt like I was back at the day care talking to my 4s. I had to restrain the urge to grab his chin and say, "No, look at me when I am talking to you. Don't whine at me. Use your words.". To someone that is 31. And I know he has to have some sort of mental disability (I've worked with DD kids too...), but still. I take no pity for the situation he puts himself in (well, and his girlfriend too, I've talked to her about it and she has turned it back up an hour later... at 2:30 am.) beacuase he has to know somewhere what his actions are. I brought up that I have been asking them since APRIL to fix this problem. It is now August, and it has to be fixed. He whined at me some more, "I'll doooo it. I'll fix it!" I put my foot down again. I told him that I have heard that since April, and he interrupted me, "But I'll take care of it!" I had to bring up that I had talked to him 3 weeks ago, and he said that. I told him to either tell me he had no intention of fixing the problem, or to do it, but don't lie to me. "I'm noooo-ooot! I'm going to fix it! I've been unemployed for 3 months and I havne't had any money. And I've asked my friends to give me money so I can fix it, but they wooo-ooon't! I'll take care of it!" Now, I don't do well with adults behaving like toddlers! It was so hard for me to keep my temper under control. I told him that it was his responsibility, not his friends' and if he had told me this 3 weeks ago, expalined the situation, I would have been more understanding. But he didn't, and I don't feel bad for him. That he was now aware of what will be done if they can't be responsible. He whined one last time that he would take care of it tomorrow. And I said thanks, and left.
Mike told me that I did a good job keeping my cool, not being too mean. I'm not holding my breath on them actually fixing the problem. But I have stood up for myself, and made it clear that I won't tolerate being disrespected. So yay for me!
So last nite I had a horrible sinus migrane. The pressure was so bad I even took a percocet along with my decongestant. And lo and behold Tweedle Dumb upstairs was blasting s movie or something. I even was having Mike talk in soft tones, I just couldn't handle it. And after having listened to them all last week, and their very loud party on Saturday at 1:30 am - when they started it - I wasn't feeling inclined to being nice anymore. I was fed up. I marched upstairs, Mike in tow for moral support. Because my damn temper, I can't gurantee I won't loose it!
Now, 3 weeks ago Tweedle Dumb needed a ride to the grocery store. Mike and I happened to be going, so we gave him one. I took that as the opportunity to discuss the volume level and my on-line education. I was told it would be taken care of.
Fast forward to the last 2 weeks of 2 am music blasting, and last nite. And last nite I just snapped. So I haul up there, and ask Tweedle Dumb to please come talk to me in the hallway, as I didn't feel like having the conversation in front of his company. And I laid it down. In fact, I told him that Mike and I have both been asking him, and I wouldn't be asking him. This was The. Last.Time. I would be telling them. The next time it happened, I would be going to the management. And with the pansiest, whineiest, immasculine voice a 31-year-old man could muster (and for the whole conversation I might add), he managed to escape sound out of his mouth and tell me, "Oooo-kaaay!" like a four year old retorting to cleaning something. I then told him that it was unacceptable the way they have treated us, and that I totally understand that they can do whatever they want, I am ok with them listening to music, but that they have to respect that there are other people living around them and there are rules in the lease (a 10 pm sound cerfew to be exact) that they totally disregard. I even brought up the fact that I can hear their music through the apartment NEXT to them (which is over our bedrooms) and the absurdity of it. I then brought up that I was starting class on Thursday. And since I had student loans out, I wasn't being nice anymore and wouldn't tolerate their rudeness. The whole time he was just intejecting and whining at me. I felt like I was back at the day care talking to my 4s. I had to restrain the urge to grab his chin and say, "No, look at me when I am talking to you. Don't whine at me. Use your words.". To someone that is 31. And I know he has to have some sort of mental disability (I've worked with DD kids too...), but still. I take no pity for the situation he puts himself in (well, and his girlfriend too, I've talked to her about it and she has turned it back up an hour later... at 2:30 am.) beacuase he has to know somewhere what his actions are. I brought up that I have been asking them since APRIL to fix this problem. It is now August, and it has to be fixed. He whined at me some more, "I'll doooo it. I'll fix it!" I put my foot down again. I told him that I have heard that since April, and he interrupted me, "But I'll take care of it!" I had to bring up that I had talked to him 3 weeks ago, and he said that. I told him to either tell me he had no intention of fixing the problem, or to do it, but don't lie to me. "I'm noooo-ooot! I'm going to fix it! I've been unemployed for 3 months and I havne't had any money. And I've asked my friends to give me money so I can fix it, but they wooo-ooon't! I'll take care of it!" Now, I don't do well with adults behaving like toddlers! It was so hard for me to keep my temper under control. I told him that it was his responsibility, not his friends' and if he had told me this 3 weeks ago, expalined the situation, I would have been more understanding. But he didn't, and I don't feel bad for him. That he was now aware of what will be done if they can't be responsible. He whined one last time that he would take care of it tomorrow. And I said thanks, and left.
Mike told me that I did a good job keeping my cool, not being too mean. I'm not holding my breath on them actually fixing the problem. But I have stood up for myself, and made it clear that I won't tolerate being disrespected. So yay for me!
Its horrible when neighbours are absolute ignorant assholes! Taking it further is a good idea...i know here that after 7pm its considered as disturbing the peice. just take a note of times and stuff and whats happening because it counts as evidence!