My upstairs neighbors are a pip. The mother, if you can call her that, is a fat, lazy piece of shit who plays music at 11pm at night. She also lets her two
daughters run wild. The first summer they were hear I could hear the kids running about at 3am, and they are only 7 and 8.
The eldest daughter is a mouth with feet. One time they were playing their music loud and my mother took the broom and banged on the ceiling with the handle, and miraculously they shut up. After a while, they were leaving and I heard a noise like a couch had been dropped on the floor. (I was in the bedroom at the time) I asked my mom about it and she said that someone had kicked our door as they walked past. I'm betting it was her.
One winter night the Fire Department banged on our door. The idiots left their furnace running nonstop and something had broken which filled the place with smoke.
We have complained many times to the owners but they are worthless. One told us to just keep calling the cops. Um, how many times do we have to call the cops before they can step in? The cops don't own the place.
*shakes head* Ugh...
The eldest daughter is a mouth with feet. One time they were playing their music loud and my mother took the broom and banged on the ceiling with the handle, and miraculously they shut up. After a while, they were leaving and I heard a noise like a couch had been dropped on the floor. (I was in the bedroom at the time) I asked my mom about it and she said that someone had kicked our door as they walked past. I'm betting it was her.
One winter night the Fire Department banged on our door. The idiots left their furnace running nonstop and something had broken which filled the place with smoke.
We have complained many times to the owners but they are worthless. One told us to just keep calling the cops. Um, how many times do we have to call the cops before they can step in? The cops don't own the place.
*shakes head* Ugh...
