Thump Thump Thump
I’m a little late blogging this morning.
Why?
I got up late?
Why?
My damn next door neighbor had his bass thumping until freaking 4:45 in the morning!?!?! How do I know this? Yeah, I was up.
Why?
‘Cause of the damn thumping.
I can put up with it during the day. My brain works fast enough that I can drown it out even though sometimes he turns it up loud enough to shake my desk (I’m pretty sure his stereo shares a wall with my office). He works from 2-10 so if I move my laptop to the couch with me until 1:30 I don’t have so many problems.
But 4:45?!?!
And to further exacerbate the problem both my husband and I hate confrontation. Yes, we’re the kind of people that will lay in bed stewing rather than actually knock on the guys door and ask him to turn down the bass (oh, and I hear no music, it’s just the thumping). The Hubster started to get up at about 3 last night to go knock on the door but as soon as he opened the door the thumping stopped.
It started again about 5 minutes later.
So, today, after I’m sure he’s gone at 2:00 I’m going to slip a nice note under the door and hope that he doesn’t retaliate by turning up the bass even more.
After that, it’s war.
January 12th, 2006 at 1:08 pm
Good luck with that! That is just rude, he should turn it down a bit. Who wants to be playing music at 4:45 a.m.?
January 12th, 2006 at 6:55 pm
I knocked (banged) on Mr. Neighbors door this afternoon and asked him if he would please cut the base at midnight.
He also offered the move the stereo from the wall that we share.
Unfortunately, at the moment (6 pm), it’s still thumping.
January 12th, 2006 at 9:07 pm
After all my anticipation, I’m late reading the sphill… Can’t wait to hear more details!
Sorry about the bass pumping! My hubby used to live under that guy! We never did anything about it either. Well, aside from grumbling about it to each other and all our friends! ;-) These days, it seems like such a risk to say anything to anyone! Hope it gets better. If war occurs, good luck!!
January 18th, 2006 at 12:40 pm
I’m thinking it’s time to bring out the ’80’s boy bands. A little NKOTB at full blast will settle him. If not, move to a Debbie Gibson or Tiffany.
He’ll learn the meaning of the word torture. Bwaahaahaa *grin*
(Also, don’t most cities have a 11 p.m. noise curfew? Anything after that and calling the police is totally viable and understandable. but start with retaliation… who’d wanna put up with Ohh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Hangin’ Tough?)
January 18th, 2006 at 12:59 pm
OMG that’s be funny.
But who would go crazy first? Me or him?