The people who live upstairs like to have parties. At one point they were having parties every weekend, the whole weekend long. We complained to the landlord (this was back in the summer) and he spoke to them and they were reasonably quiet for a while.
The parties have started up again, however.
It’s not just the excessively loud music, although that is annoying. The real problem we have with their parties is probably one of their party games. As far as we can tell, they either have a fight club, play full contact basketball, or have a game that involves throwing themselves and furniture as hard as they can against the wall. Our light fixtures shake, our walls shudder, and all we can hear all night is thump! THUD! THUMP! Ba-da-BUMP!.
Last night they were already extremely loud by 9:00. We called in a noise complaint and the police came by to tell them to stfu. They told the police they were going to go out, and shut off all the music.
Shortly after the police left, the thumping, banging and crashing started up again. It went on for another hour, then seemed to quiet down for a while. Around 1:30 in the morning, however, it started up again – not the music, just the crashing and thumping and sound of our walls shaking.
I think it went on interminably through the night. I know neither Adam nor I slept well. Adam got up at one point and opened the window in the kitchen to see if he could hear what they were doing and figure it out. They were up there quoting hip-hop songs and complaining about how the police thought they were breaking into a car because of what they were wearing. Apparently at one point a guy was yelling at another guy to stop looking at his dick. They were definitely pretty messed up on something.
I got up this morning at 8:30 with Adam, who had to work today. They were quiet, but I couldn’t seem to fall asleep. I got up and decided to lay down on the couch to see if I could sleep there, promptly passed out as soon as Adam left for work, and slept until noon.
Adam plans to call the landlord today and make another complaint about the guys upstairs. I don’t know what the hell they’re doing up there every weekend, all night long, that’s so destructive, but it has to stop.