Sometimes a simple knock on the door will take care of things. Sometimes you have to resort to calling the police. And sometimes, just sometimes, you have to resort to dirty methods.
When I lived in my apartment, I was the one who caused the noise problems. It’s not that I was an ass, I just didn’t know I was being loud. It’s like apartments are made of paper.
That happened to me once actually. I felt so horrible when the neighbor confronted me, I gave me my cell phone number and told her to text me the moment my noise level became unacceptable.
hey old man quit y’er complaining! Ah wash your hands! Turn down that god f’ersaken music! can’t wait for next Thursday’s “elbows on the table” strip. Damn KIDS today!
Had to install Security Cameras with audio capabilities and decibel meters to get my dad’s neighbors to shut up. Also, it helped that my dad’s friends with the Assistant Chief of Police in his town.
Yup. Any time a patrol officer arrived to take a decibel reading, they’d turn their music down. Eventually we got it handled. PD just started citing them any time they had to come out to the house. Got too expensive for them to stay. I hear they’re moving out in a few weeks.
The last time this happened to me, I called my 7 foot tall friend to come over, dressed him up as Jason Voorhease (Jason Goes the Hell version was all we could do) and sent him over… Straight threw the side fence and scared shitless everyone there. They moved a week later
But you don’t know what neighbors you will get in the place.
If you’re gonna take someone down, make sure they can’t get up.
When I lived in my apartment, I was the one who caused the noise problems. It’s not that I was an ass, I just didn’t know I was being loud. It’s like apartments are made of paper.
That happened to me once actually. I felt so horrible when the neighbor confronted me, I gave me my cell phone number and told her to text me the moment my noise level became unacceptable.
hey old man quit y’er complaining! Ah wash your hands! Turn down that god f’ersaken music! can’t wait for next Thursday’s “elbows on the table” strip. Damn KIDS today!
You done?
WHAT? you have to speak up I don’t hear so well these days
Had to install Security Cameras with audio capabilities and decibel meters to get my dad’s neighbors to shut up. Also, it helped that my dad’s friends with the Assistant Chief of Police in his town.
Why go through all that expense, when you could go straight to Assistant Chief of Police? Did they need proof?
Yup. Any time a patrol officer arrived to take a decibel reading, they’d turn their music down. Eventually we got it handled. PD just started citing them any time they had to come out to the house. Got too expensive for them to stay. I hear they’re moving out in a few weeks.
Victory!
If you can’t beat ‘em….destroy their life!
They are too caught up in their own little important bubble don’t care enough to be considerate. So yeah. It’s all fair game.
Now that’s thinking with your head.
Darn tooting!
The last time this happened to me, I called my 7 foot tall friend to come over, dressed him up as Jason Voorhease (Jason Goes the Hell version was all we could do) and sent him over… Straight threw the side fence and scared shitless everyone there. They moved a week later
Hot damn. They must have really been over the top to have deserved that.