Unnecessary loudness
People who have loud conversations in public spaces so you can't help but listen in. People who shout down their mobile. People who slam doors rather than gently pulling them shut. People who can't seem to enjoy music unless it's turned up as loud as it will go. People at work who will shout across a crowded room rather than get off their arse and go and talk to someone. People who see no problem with honking their car horn repeatedly in the middle of the night. Even worse, people who park up their car and then sit in your street for ten minutes waiting for their mate, blasting out their music with enough bass to shake the windows.

In particular, I am being driven to madness by the man upstairs who stomps around on the hardwood floor in his flat in Doc Martens shouting to his girlfriend (who's only in the next fucking room, for fuck's sake) at 2am.

Last night I thought for a while about getting the big kitchen knife from the draining board, knocking on his door, and then explaining why he's really being quite inconsiderate whilst I disembowelled him to emphasize my point. As it is though, I just politely pointed out that it was quite late and I was trying to sleep and would he mind terribly keeping the noise down a little bit. One day though... one day.

I just don't understand why people feel the need to be so noisy. Are they so self-obsessed that they think everyone wants to listen to their conversations? Do they just not care (most likely)? In the years they have been alive, have they not picked up on the fact that they get on everyone's tits?

If I ruled the world, there would be a volume cap.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 18:22, 3 replies)

Yep
I spent a few months in a Glasgow flat with the young couple above me stomping around on a hardwood floor.
I ended up taking up smoking again to calm my nerves and to give me an excuse to stand outside and get away from the racket.

Their sprog was in the room above mine and would cry for hours at night. Parenting consisted of drunkenly shouting at the kid for a bit then going back to bed. I slept with ear plugs for most of my time there.

To top it off, the dozy twats flooded their kitchen (for the fifth time) on my last night in residence, blowing all my electrics. The big carving knife did look very inviting.
(Bad Monkey hasn't had an abusive gaz since, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 21:00, closed)

I've ordered earplugs of the internet
I really hope it works.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 23:11, closed)

Some people have just moved in below us
The woman has shouting/screaming down the phone this morning. Sounded like a bust up with a partner but after listening (I could hear every word) it turned out she was screaming bloody murder at her "friend". If I'd been the one on the receiving end I would have told them to go fuck themselves and hung up. It lasted for about 20 mins. Why didn't the other person just hang up? Why!?
(wehttamman via B3ta for microwave, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 4:37, closed)