The Beat Goes On in meh...
- May 21, 2019, 10:28 a.m.
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I’ve been doing my level best not to let my ornery neighbor get to me.
He continues to play is television or music (depending on what he’s feeling) loud to the point it’s bleeding through my walls. As of late it’s been television.
Mondays suck. I did’t get home until close to midnight from watching shows with my friend. That’s not a problem. That’s my fault. I make it through my day. Run errands after work if I need to, then I’m home. Neighbor usually gets home about 30 mins or so after I do. I don’t immediately turn on a television. Even if I did, it’s never up loud. In reality, no one would know that I was at home even when I’m there because I don’t make it obvious.
So my everyday has been him coming home and between 6:30 and 7p, his tv comes on. I can tell because it sounds like Charlie Brown’s teacher talking, but it’s at least low. I can tolerate that. When I tell you that by 8p, I have an entire symphony orchestra playing the score to whatever is on his tv in my entire house…I’m not lying. It’s ridiculous.
I went out last night for about an hour and a half. Came home around 9:30p. P.S. I’m convinced he makes his tv louder when he realizes I am at home. So I came home. I can hear the tv from outside. Like usual. I go in the house. I fix myself a drink. I eat the soup I made before I left. I flip channels, not landing on anything in particular. I get up, go in the kitchen, drink some water, eat a mochi ball. Acknowledge how loud the tv is again by muttering, OMG for the second time.
I try to ignore it. I try to suppress the rage that is brewing.
I go to my room and close the door. It’s still there. This is like 10:50 or so by this time. I lay down and am so irritated, I get back up, go to the wall and bang on it like 4 times and walked back into my room. By the time I got back in the bed the sound was immediately gone. I heard him, “Say who is it??” Then I heard fussing, but that tv didn’t come back on. He talks a good game when he’s not in my face.
I’m trying to control me because I don’t want assault charges. He is under the impression I’m trying to say he cannot watch his tv. Listen to your music, watch your tv, but be respectful of your neighbors. Not to mention he feeds the stray cat and this weekend, he had the audacity to put a tray of cat food right behind my car. It wasn’t between me and another neighbors car. He didn’t even put it on the side of the building. It was directly behind my car in a plastic container. Now Saturday was 90 degrees. This bowl had this food and flies and it’s hot outside. As much as I’m trying to calm down on all the cussing, I said, “You got your mutha fuckin nerve! Oh HELL ASS NAW!” Then I kicked it from under my car to the side of the building where the gate is. “Then said, “You got life fucked up!”
My landlady is nice enough, but she also keeps trying to emphasize the fact that they put liquid foam between the walls to buffer the sound. It doesn’t work and hasn’t worked so me ain’t care about what you did to the walls. He has violated the lease on many occasions. It’s apparent that they like that all the units are filled and they have incoming rent. I don’t fault them for that. But I’m not the pain in the ass he has proven to be.
That’s all I have for right now.
Kindest regards,
Sister
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