Saturday, 13 June 2015

Them upstairs

Yesterday they were quite disgraceful. When I got home from the library they were in the middle of a screaming match with some other people. And they screamed, I can tell you. They were calling each other every name imaginable. And they had their windows open. The cunts.
The general stomping around and occasional outbursts continued until about nine, when it sounds like they were having a session of drinks, or drugs, or both with other people. The noise was unimaginable.
I was up at five this morning, and had real peace until the booming bassline started just after seven. It wasn't all that loud but it's very intrusive.
I don't know what to do. I'm worried about speaking to them as they seem to be so out of control and antisocial. Also I've been disturbed late at night by people outside whistling or calling out to them, and by people throwing things to tap their window. I think I know what they must be up to.

No comments:

Post a Comment