This seems too mild for the pit, but if I’m wrong, please feel free to move it dear mods.
My upstairs neighbors are idiots. Or, at the very least, clumsy dolts with nothing to do. They are: a mom, dad, and toddler in a one bedroom apartment. A very tiny one-bedroom. From what I’ve observed, the mom works and dad is a SAHD. A very very BAD one, as in, the poor kid is cooped up all day in said apartment. And this kid, from the sounds of things, is EXTREMELY energetic, he needs to be taken out to the very lovely yard between the apt buildings and allowed to RUN his little heart out, but based on the sounds of things, every day, they stay there all of the time.
I call them “the Elephant family”. I’ve lived in apartments since I’ve been on my own, and I’ve never heard anyone make so much noise. Based on what my fellow downstairs neighbors have told me, they hear very little from the people over their heads.
These people STOMP. All. The. FREAKING TIME! The toddler sounds like a bowling ball bouncing around the apartment and they let him pound on the floors and walls. It sounds as if a construction crew is up there. Furniture dragging noises occur on a very regular basis, as in, several times a day.
And yes, I complained to the management, and the stomping got worse. It was as if the dad was up there PURPOSELY driving his feet as hard as he could as he was walking around. Some time after my one and only complaint (I didn’t want it to get even worse, or have my tires slashed or something), Mrs. Elephant left Mr. Elephant for a while.
And she apparently took baby elephant with her, so for several weeks, other than Mr. Elephant’s occasional drunken (yes, drunken stomps DO sound very different from normal stomps :D) staggering stomps, it was blissfully quiet. Also, based on the noise, (and/or lack thereof), and presence or absence of the Elephant family car, it appeared that Mr. Elephant was traveling in the early mornings to wherever Mrs. Elephant was staying, and watching the baby for the day while she worked. Then, they started coming home in the afternoon (but thankfully they were napping or something, more on that in a bit), and then baby elephant was back living with Mr. Elephant. I could guess these events in the Elephant family life by the times of day the elephant-stomping, construction noise, and furniture dragging noises were taking place.
Now apparently they’re back together, Mr. and Mrs. Elephant, unfortunately for me. Mr. Elephant is one of those (in his own mind) hipper than thou, wannabe frat boys. Mrs. Elephant seems very nice, she always pets my dog and says hello if I’m out in the front. But Mr. Elephant is a jerk. He yells obscenities loud enough to be heard clearly in my apartment. He does it when only the baby is there, so his “You’re a DEAD MFr!!!” are probably directed at the little one. I’ve heard the Elephant parents have a few loud go-'rounds as well. He isn’t very nice to her either.
My only “revenge” poor as it is, is that (based on the noise/silence evidence), both Mr. Elephant and baby elephant are soundly napping about the time I get home from work. Great! Let the brat sleep at 4pm so that he can be good and gassed up to make noise all evening. I accidentally discovered one night that my bathtub appears to make enough noise that it wakes baby elephant up. I got home one afternoon after work, and the apartment above was complete silence, despite the fact that Mr. Elephant’s car was in his spot. I took the dog out, and came back in to take a bath and about 0.7 seconds after I turned on the bathtub faucet…BAM! stompstompstompstompSqUuueeeee Squuuueeee (oh, I forgot to mention, the brat screams the entire time he’s running), at almost the same time a VERY loud “gDAMNIT!” from dad. An evil thought formed in my brain, so the next afternoon, I waited a bit, just to see if all was still quiet, it remained quiet for a few hours.
The next afternoon same thing, all quiet at that time of day, so I just went in and turned on the bathtub faucet. Shonuff! half a second later, the stomping of little feet, and dad’s very clear “DAMNIT” and his large angry stomping feet. I waited a few days, and tried it again, and was rewarded with baby elephant’s immediate stomping and dad’s foul mouth. At least they don’t sleep until 6pm only to have little monster stomping around until midnight! But I’m not going to be turning on my bathtub every afternoon for Pete sake, besides, babies just get used to that sort of thing, and it’ll lose its power anyway.
Oh how I wish they’d move out! I wish I knew of something, not harmful, but annoying enough that would only bother them, and not my other neighbors, something that would be enough that it would get them to leave.