03 November, 2014

(Bad) neighbors

Hello :)
Although, there is a movie with cute Zac Efron titled like this, this is a whole different story. Where do you live? In a house or a flat? I live in a building with 14 flats. Of course, I have neighbors. Most of them I don't even know to be honest. They are either much older than me or ones who move a lot so they spend a month in this building and then they're gone. I have my favorite old neighbor that I simply call The Neighbor. She's just really nice old lady that I kinda consider my third grandma since she was the one who welcomed me home every day from school. Than I have this older guy that is my father's friend from childhood actually. He is also really sweet. And, since he's an artist, I get lots of his crafts (magnets, few necklaces, souvenirs...). That's about it who I actually love from this building. Others just say "Hi.", I say "Hi." back and that's it. And there are those new neighbors. New is relative term here. They've been here for about a year, maybe more. And I hate them all more and more by the day. There are husband and wife with three girls there. Two of them are in elementary school, one started high school a year ago (?). Never mind actually. They annoy me and The Neighbor. There are three flats on each floor. So, we're all on the ground floor. Yaay us. These five people have the urge to yell every night from 10 p.m. till about 2 or 3 in the morning. Every single day. I know they're out most of the day so it's kinda expected to find people at home late at night. But they're either fighting every day or just talking. It's the same for them. They yell. All the time. And early in the morning. Oh God. Six a.m. on Sunday. Seriously? Go to sleep. Or go to church. Do whatever you want just be quiet. I bang on the wall every night in hope they'll get the hint. My arm is blue. I can't do it anymore. So I just switch rooms, I go to my brother's room since he's not here. I don't know anything about them. I don't want to know. I don't care. But, whatever their story is, they should be aware that they are not alone here. The Neighbor told them everything and you would think that it would be enough for normal people to get it. But not them. It's a freaking building! We have some lousy rules about noise, but we still have them. No yelling after 10 (I think) p.m. and before 7 a.m. (again, I think). Having a flat means not being alone. Although, you should be able to do whatever you want in your own apartment, it's so not OK to the others living here. I really hope you'll never get neighbors like this.

1 comment:

  1. Leave them a nice message taped on their door =)