Rant time upcoming. I live in a lovely flat save for one thing. The floors arenāt the best, but this is compounded by the level of noise upstairs makes, seemingly without any thought for neighbours. Iām at my wits end. Thankfully it doesnāt go on into the night, but itās what wakes me up EVERY morning and the first thing I hear when I come in from work. It actually scares me a bit, as the worst aspect is the banging of feet/bodies/an other on the floor which can be a shock because it shakes the whole house. Theyāre two kids of about 7 and 9, running back and forth endlessly across the (wooden)floor and clearly falling over as well, but the parents are no better.
I have never complained to them, save for banging on the ceiling once or twice which they ignored, but I remember one day when I was really ill and off workā¦ And I went upstairs and introduced myself, thinking Iād appeal to their human side, and said I was really unwell and did the children mind confining their play to one room so I could rest. The mother replied (very unwillingly) āI suppose, for todayā.
Iām not really looking for advice but just needed to vent.
