Noise Pollution

Well I am back again here. Nothing too exciting has happened in the last two days. Well nothing good exciting. Had a fight with my drunken landlord the other night, about the noise level of my stereo at 6:30pm. I mean really what the hell is so f'n important at 6:30 at NIGHT (not the AM) that I can't have a few not so quiet moments in the privacy of my own apartment. It totally pissed me off! He banged on my door during a break in some very loud Nickelback and I went to my door and he just started yelling that the music was too loud. No "Would you mind turning down the stereo we have had a complaint.", just a demand to turn it down it's too loud. I mean if you want me to respond in a reasonable way to something then don't start your request with yelling and demands you retard! So I said I would turn it down but it's only 6:30 why is it such a big deal, of course there was a bit of attitude in that question. And all he says is "It's too loud turn it down!" I fine, whatever'd him and he left. I took it down a full 8 notches on our new surround sound system from 27 to 19 and he was back like 20 seconds later beating my door. I opened up and he's screaming at me "It's till too loud I can hear it at the elevator!!!" It was only base he was hearing at the elevator. I was getting madder by the second. I said "FINE I WILL TURN IT F'N DOWN!" And now I'm yelling. Now if I can explain the finer points of noise pollution in my building. The walls and ceilings and floors in the apartment block are SOLID CONCRETE! I mean certain sounds linger, like the retard above me when he's taking his morning piss or dropping metal ball bearings on the floor for some reason. But those are IMPACT noises. Sound from a stereo isn't the same. And if he heard the stereo at the elevator it doesn't necessarily mean that the apartments on my floor are hearing the same amount of noise. Sound carries in a hallway alot differently. Not too mention the second time the drunken moron came to my door I heard his knocking just fine and I didn't "have" to raise my voice to talk to him and vice versa. We would have heard each other fine over the music. I could have had an international phone call from Pakistan and still been able to hear everything over the noise level in there. Argh! So then I phoned "the boy" at work just to get a little comfort mostly but disguised the phone call with something like, did you remember to do (insert stupid task here), and then happened to mention the drunken landlord incident. And the response was "You better not get me kicked out!" Well thank you very much! Really that was just possibly the worst thing you could have said at that moment. Like really... you could have said a gazillion different things that would have been better or at least less worse but no he picked the absolute worst one that happened to be floating around his brain at that point. Thanks for the back up I really appreciate it. I mean I have never ever done anything to be against him in 7 years, but anytime I seem to need him to back me up on something (right or wrong like I do when with him) he always comes out against me. I mean he didn't even care about the fact that I was verbally attacked or anything, he just cared about his own well-being. Sweet huh?!?! It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. And then to top it off he blamed his shyt attitude on the fact that he was stressed at work. I got the "I can't deal with this right now because I am too busy and stressed out at work and if things get eff'd up anymore with anything then I will take it out on everybody." I couldn't believe it. So obviously things have been pretty cold towards him from me in the last few days and he's acting like he doesn't get why. And he's 30 years old so I refuse to spell shyt out for him anymore. You are old enough at 30 to understand why you are getting the cold shoulder after an encounter like that. You can't play stupid after 7 years, that's just lame. Oh yeah, we had an extra vehicle for a bit and had parked in visitor's parking over night like we normally do without a problem, the morning after the stereo incident, we had a parking ticket on the extra vehicle about the fact that you aren't supposed to park there for more then 4 hours at a time. I have never ever seen that rule enforced but I find it very suspicious that we get a ticket the morning after I have a fight with the drunken landlord. Coinkidink? ... I think not. I mean the other cars were there longer then 4 hours too because the gave the ticket to us at 6:45 in the morning. I mean do you really think that someone had parked there between 2:45am and 6:45am? I don't think so. People don't go visiting between those hours. I was so pissed when I learned that. The boy didn't tell me until I got home after work that night. SO then he said he wasn't going to question it cause clearly we broke the rule, Maybe but you can't enforce rules for some people and not enforce them on others. That's how anarchy starts! And now I think he can tell I am pissed off at him about all this bullshyt because now he says he is going to bring it up cause he's mad about it. Whatever, if the landlords want to play unfair well so can I. I'm sure that the property management company would love to hear that at 3:00 in the afternoon the land lady was so drunk that she required help getting on to the elevator, and on a day that they were on duty. I can even remember the first day we moved in to the building I went to return the lockdown elevator key to them and she answered the door and she had to lean on the door frame to keep her from falling over, drunk, drunk, drunk. And he's no better everytime we go to there apartment for any reason like paying rent and stuff they both always have drinks on the go. And they just wreak of it the next day. I mean really TAKE A SHOWER! Wash your handyman's uniform once in a while. The funniest thing ever about it is this....one night I was doing laundry and she was down there cleaning up before they closed it down for the night and we were chatting (because she's usually very friendly being drunk all the time I guess) and we were talking about shows we watch on TV and stuff, and she said her favourite show was (oh this is so good....) a reality show called .....(so good) INTERVENTION. a show about addicts of drugs and alcohol. It's lucky I can be a subtle person when I want to be or I would have pissed my pants laughing. Seriously! The sheer irony of it was just mind boggling. Oh I actually feel better at getting this off my chest. Like a big weight has been alleviated from my shoudlers. This blogging shyt ROCKS! J-BOMB OUT!