September 17th, 2002

Halloween 2008- Captain Hammer

Apparently, I'm a Rat Bastard!

So, last night monstersocks called me a little before 10pm because she was having some computer trouble. I drove over and helped her out, then came back home at around 11:30pm. I decided to stay out of the bedroom since my downstairs neighbor has been harassing me more and more about being in there after 10pm recently. I watched a little TV and read some, then decided to go to bed around 2:15am.

I walked into my bedroom (this is the first time I'd been in there since well before 10pm) and started getting undressed. Suddenly, I heard a loud banging noise from downstairs. Apparently walking into the room had significantly disturbed my downstairs neighbor. In addition to pounding on the ceiling, he apparently decided that some yelling would also help. I think he said something like "Go to sleep scumbag! Go to sleep you rat bastard!"

The pounding pisses me off because it makes me tense and concerns me that he may end up getting violent. I was mostly amused by the yelling though. I don't think I've ever been called a "rat bastard" before.

I'm working on a letter to send to the apartment management. I'm trying to meet this guy halfway and take his feeling into account, but his behavior is getting more and more erratic and I'm starting to get concerned. I'd also like to know exactly what he thinks his pounding is accomplishing, since he only seems to do it when I'm going to bed.
Halloween 2008- Captain Hammer

Hopefully, the end

Well, I dropped by Bob (my downstairs neighbor)'s apartment tonight. We talked a little bit about the past week and his actions seem a little bit less ridiculous now. Apparently he woke up last night when I was brushing my teeth or something because he thought I'd been walking around to and from the bedroom for half an hour when he started pounding. I agreed to stick to our previous arrangement where I'll stay out of the bedroom after midnight, and I'll also try to be in there after 11pm less than I had. I gave him my number so he can call if something's bothering him instead of pounding on the ceiling. It sounds like his schedule requires him to be up at about 5am most days, which is part of why he's been so pissy about my bedtimes. I also agreed to turn down the volume on my alarm clock since he can apparently hear it pretty well.

Apparently he's complained to management two or three times now, I only got one notice from them. I wonder if it was after the first, second or third complaint.

I dropped my letter off at the office before visiting Mr. Bob Palombo, but I doubt much of anything will happen from it.
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