I take my sleeping seriously
This is probably why I am starting to hate my upstairs neighbour. Oh I'm sure he's a young, partying dude and that's fine and all, but I'm not and I'm fine with making noise complaints every single time I hear his music through my ceiling.
It first started during the Olympics - he would come back home when the bars closed at 2am with a group of friends and crank up the music. I mean, this was loud, and I don't give a crap if it's Saturday or Friday night - I want to sleep. So TM started to call security several times until the music stopped.
It was annoying to the point that TM spoke with a friend of his who is a cop. She told us that as far as noise complaints go, you don't even have to wait until 11pm - whenever someone is making so much noise that it is interfering with your life, you can lodge a noise complaint. In some ways that makes for very intolerant living conditions, but then again, when dealing with a neighbour who is so clueless/ignorant, it's a good rule to know.
The other week we had to go to security again. This time the music was turned down immediately, but then there was audible music right through until 6am. I know that because I woke up at 6am to take the dog out and was confused about where the music was coming from. Later on when talking to a woman who is on the floor directly below him (we have a two-story condo so our bedroom is directly below his unit, but her unit is situated just to the side under his), she was commenting that his music was on all night.
Anyhow, after an initial noise complaint at two last night, the music was lowered but it started up again at 3am - at this lower volume. I think that drunk boy falls asleep to music. This time I got up and wandered over to security and we were both amazed about this guy. However, security must have done their thing as the music did indeed stop.
Perhaps I'll start to visit drunk boy at 6am when I get up with the dog...
And speaking of our doggy, here is her happy smile:
4 comments:
You'd sleep like a log out here where I live because the only sound I hear at night is my own thoughts rattling around in my head! Find yourself some green acres, missy!
Cute pooch!
One perk of being the landlord is that people tend to listen to you when you complain. We've told tenants to take off their shoes in the apartment to stop the clomp clomp clomping and we've also admonished tenants on proper door closing (as opposed to slamming) techniques. Now if we could just hold such sway with the busy street traffic.
Love the pooch
Rox: Actually, apart from my neighbour, I get freaked out by complete silence. I like the sounds of the city.
Torn: Love it!
CD: She has completely made her way into my heart.
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