This is gonna be a little long...bear with me.
As some of you might remember, this time last year, we had a girl living in the apartment downstairs from us who loved to turn her music WAY up. At all hours of the day and night, sometimes until 2am. We tried to tell her about it (which did nothing), we told the owner and he told her about it (at the time), called the cops and THEY told her about it (which kinda did nothing). We finally took her to the magistrate, and gave her a fine (which again, did nothing). What did finally stop it was her moving out--she got evicted--not for the disturbances, but for simply not paying her rent. Bitch.
Anyway, back to the present...it's the same thing, but with a twist. The neighbors downstairs from us now are doing the same thing. Joey's not feeling so good, and I was tired. So we turned in early, but not for long. Seems as if they got drunk (they like to do that often--there's more to that), and started with the music. Not too loud, but enough to hear it upstairs, with the bass vibrating the bed a little. And you probably know, the last thing you want when you're sick is to be disturbed and pissed off. So, since we're not the building manager anymore (the new owners stripped us of that), Joey called the owner herself. In New York. At 10:30pm. He didn't care--we've told lady about her musical disturbance more than once before, and apparently that didn't stop her from doing it today. So what does the owner tell him? "What do you want me to do?" DUH--take care of it...NOW. So she tries to call them--the phone's busy. Hmmm...too drunk to notice the phone's off the damn hook. When she calls back, Joey just starts going off on the owner...omg. He's on a roll--mentioning that our front (and only) door doesn't shut and lock right. Our bathroom sink has the water turned off, since it leaks. Our cabinets are falling apart more by the day. And now this? For $xxx??? You've got to be kidding! She tells him that it takes time to fix things, especially since they just bought the house less than a week ago. His reply--"Well, it didn't take that much time for you to raise the rent, now did it?" (Keep in mind, they owned the house for about 6 hours when they were here with the new lease.) Anyway, that was that, and the music eventually stopped (they probably passed out or something).
This morning, Kim (our cool new neighbor I didn't tell you about) came up this morning wondering what was banging up here, since she could hear it in her apartment next door. Joey started telling her about the night before, and next thing you know, you hear lady screaming out her bathroom window, "I WASN'T BLASTING MY FUCKING MUSIC LAST NIGHT." Exact quote. Mind you, Bum was standing on the porch during this. After that, she started with her music again, this time turning it way up, then down, then up again. Joey called the cops, and they took our statements, and they were on their way.
My take on this? Oh man--the gloves are off now. Wanna fight? Bring it on. Both lady and the owner. Just gives us more reason not to stay...and we'll have fun while we're waiting to move...lol.
til next time...=)
