Ok, so I've got this problem with my downstairs neighbor. Apparently, he got himself a lady friend at some point during the holiday season. Since the new year, I have had the pleasure of being woken up (from a dead sleep, and I'm not a light sleeper) at least 4 times by loud (and literal) banging. Oh, and with a moan and yelp thrown in for good measure, which I notice once the banging has jarred me from my restful night's beauty sleep. The first time it happened, I thought, well, everybody has a loud night once in a while, and this is what I get for not buying a house. The second time, I was slightly more peeved, but wasn't sure how to handle things because, well, it would be embarassing and effort-filled for me to go downstairs at 2:30 AM and ring the doorbell until the guy realized he should stop fucking and deal with my complaint. The third time, I thought, well, if it happens again....
[Aside: I know, I should probably suck it up and get earplugs, but I have a hard time falling asleep with them in, and I really don't think that I should have to accommodate this fool below me when it makes my life more difficult. I think I'd rather complain to my landlord each and every time it happens from now until the end of time.]
The fourth time (that I've kept count) was last night. I couldn't get back to sleep for two hours, probably in part because my ire kept me awake. I thought about writing a note, but now I'm thinking I'm just going to complain to the landlord and let them deal with the embarassment of telling this dude to quiet down. (Normally I think a direct approach with one's neighbors about noise crap is best, but I feel like this is a somewhat more sensitive situation than, "hey, could you turn your stereo down?")
Pathetically, one of the reasons I've held off on complaining was because I wondered if I was just being a crank because I'm in a bit of a dry spell myself. Yeah, I realized last night that were I in a relationship I would have complained about this two weeks ago. This isn't about my sex life but about the neighbor's. And it's about the volume of it - directly below me - between the hours of midnight and 5 AM. Dude, have sex on the floor or in the shower or in the living room. Buy some sort of contraption to make the bed stay in place. I don't care what you do, but the amount of banging involved in sex does not make it good sex - particularly for one's neighbors. In fact, it's kind of gross to listen to.
And so now I've got a stack of papers I need to have graded, but of course I didn't wake up in time to grade them because I needed to sleep two extra hours, and I have but 40 minutes before this needs to be done and I need to teach. I am not a happy person. Not at all.
6 years ago