Is it the person or the flat?
Tired of listening to my neighbours music through my ceiling. The last guy who lived in the flat above played music all night and this one does it all day. Al went up the other day and knocked on his door to ask him to turn it down a bit (we can hear it over whatever we're doing, as a rule) and the guy started singing "If i ignore him, he will get bored and go away" and when Al knocked again he carried on "yes he'll get bored and go away" so Al knocked again, thinking "no he bloody won't". He listens to thumpy dance music so it's not even as though he was singing along to genuine lyrics.
He is a bit weird, though. We hear him doing a proper "muahahahaha" style laugh from time to time, but normally he giggles like a school girl. I think a lot of his weirdness comes from being lonely - he sneaks out in the middle of the night and comes back panting so i assume he goes jogging when no one will see him - not a bad idea actually. The back streets round here are nice when it's dark. It feels secret. He is hugely overweight and i know that bothers him.
It's a shame, really, if the flats had decent sound proofing, we'd probably get along fine. He seems nice enough overall, just as i said lonely. He plays his music loud enough to travel down through our flat into Al's mum's beneath us, making Rosie bark. Hazel's even asked us to turn it down on occasion, not realising it's his music not ours. Shows how loud it is.
He is a bit weird, though. We hear him doing a proper "muahahahaha" style laugh from time to time, but normally he giggles like a school girl. I think a lot of his weirdness comes from being lonely - he sneaks out in the middle of the night and comes back panting so i assume he goes jogging when no one will see him - not a bad idea actually. The back streets round here are nice when it's dark. It feels secret. He is hugely overweight and i know that bothers him.
It's a shame, really, if the flats had decent sound proofing, we'd probably get along fine. He seems nice enough overall, just as i said lonely. He plays his music loud enough to travel down through our flat into Al's mum's beneath us, making Rosie bark. Hazel's even asked us to turn it down on occasion, not realising it's his music not ours. Shows how loud it is.