#my neighbors are constantly stomping banging and thumping. constantly.......

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Bitch, Don't Make Me Kill You: A Letter to My Noisy Neighbor.

When I moved into my apartment in 2017, I was happy. I was able to sleep in. I was able to take naps whenever I wanted. I was able to work in my apartment. Then evil seeped in. I got a new upstairs neighbor. Le sigh. The man would walk around his apartment as though he had weights tied to his ankles. Thump-Thump. I could not sleep. I could not nap and I could not work at home. Although it felt fine to go outside, go to a coffee shop to get some work done—it would have been better to remain in my room, in my pajamas, one foot away from free snacks. 

And so we began to develop our own communication style. When he first moved in, I had to call in the front desk to give me a reprieve as it was 1 AM and homeboy was apparently engaged in some DIY. I met the guy and he was constructing something with an associate of his. Then I pulled out the big guns to get him to SHUT UP when complaining to management did not work. I got myself a broom. Anytime he would go crazy with the footsteps at 10pm and after, I would bang the ceiling like nobody’s business. 

Sometimes, he would retaliate by stomping even harder. Moreover, I would hit the ceiling just as hard. My ceiling now looks like a collection of craters. ‘

Two weeks ago, I learned that he had moved out. Hallelujah! Freedom! Free at Last! However, I got his little sister in return. The person at the front desk was nice enough to tell me that it was a young woman who had replaced him. She, too, cannot seem to understand the concept of soft footsteps. She is not as bad as the other one. HOWEVER, I am not sure what type of work she does but she seems to be very much awake every morning at 3 AM. Le sigh. 

Therefore, I am thinking of penning the following note: 

Dear Neighbor, 

Welcome to your new abode. One thing I love about moving into this new apartment is the comradery that is encouraged among residents. I have been here for the past two years, I have had my share of neighbors— both great and bad—, and I hope that you would fall in the former. There is just one thing that I would ask of you: PLEASE WALK SOFTLY! I have noticed that most of the noises happens after 10 pm. I would like to remind you that there is a no noise ordinance after 10 pm. Your constant LOUD shuffling is preventing me from a good rest. Now imagine if someone was constantly walking above you and being as loud as they could. How annoyed would you be? Now, imagine if you worked from home time to time. How annoyed would you be? Well, bitch, I am ANNOYED! 

I am not sure if you have had the chance/opportunity to live in a community. Well, let me tell you that one of the rules of community living is to be aware of noises. You, however, has not been following the rules. As such, should your behavior continue, I may be forced to complain to the front desk. If I have to do so every night, I will do so. 

Best,

Your irritated soon-to-be enraged downstairs neighbor. 

Renegades, how do you guys think of this letter I hope to drop under her door?

Bitch, Don’t Make Me Kill You: A Letter to My Noisy Neighbor. was originally published on Renegade