Jeffrey Vanneste’s Personal Blog

I think I hate all our neighbors. Everyone is so loud. We have the piano player right beside our office room. I assume it’s an old lady. She plays the same 5 songs every day. When she screws up she likes to mash on the keys. I wonder if she actually thinks no one else can hear her play. I would like to cut the strings on the piano.

Neighbor number 2 I think is a zerg queen. They have spawned many small children that are awake through out the night. She lives above us and likes to walk around with tap dancing shoes. I think they might have a roller rink up there too.

Neighbor number 3, the dance party room. They like their loud music. I have our subwoofer turned all the way to the lowest setting. I’m starting to guess that no one else cares about noise here.

Neighbor number 4, the dog kennel. Well just one dog. Apparently pets are not allowed in our apartment unless you talk to the landlord and they say it’s OK. This is just a little dog but it likes to bark. Last night it barked for almost an hour.

Neighbor number 5, the builder. This guy likes to start hammering stuff at 7am. Sometimes I imagine that he isn’t even building anything, he just takes the hammer to the wall and laughs hysterically pounding away.

On top of the neighbors our apartment has a bus stop in front of it, it’s next door to a hospital that has ambulances coming and going all the time, and a busy street with people honking their horns all the time. Every night here I have slept with ear plugs. This is me venting. The end.

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