Why do I always end up living beside rude and annoying neighbours who cause sound pollution. While living on Homer, I had to endure endless sex moan during the summer nights. This time, I have to sleep with booming clubbing music on the other side of my bedroom wall.
My irresponsible building manager said "there's nothing we can do", I could only file noise complaints to the police, who, most likely, hasn't taken any action so far.
But how can they torture me like this on a Thursday night? I have class the next morning and I intend to show up on time. I couldn't take it anymore and wanted to knock on their door, only to be stopped by my brother. Then he called the police again. Well they were more helpful this time, after we told them exactly which suite was causing the noise, said they'll be here.
I went back to bed, had a shallow nap until they buzzed us and then SHOWED UP outside of my bedroom requesting to listen to the noise from the room. In my messy hair and the strangest rag I wear as my pajama, I greeted them and stepped outside.
They spoke in a strong Austrilian accent. The shorter one insisted that there's "nothing they can do", while the taller officer wanted to help, and apologetically said he'll try to do something so I can go back to sleep peacefully.
I went back to bed again, the noise seemed to have died down, but I don't know whether it was because the music had really stopped, or because I was too exhausted to notice any sound...
