Imagine living in a downstairs apartment, and your upstairs neighbor is very, very loud. While some noise is to be expected, this is quite excessive. Would you get some ear plugs, talk to your neighbor, or complain to the landlord?

In this story, two roommates are in this situation. The neighbor refuses to change anything, and the landlord doesn’t care. This leads to a very dangerous situation.

Keep reading to see how the story plays out.

“Stop complaining about your neighbors!” Okay. Sure.

I have moved in an apartment with a roommate last summer.

When we first came in, the biggest part of the sale was the fact that the apartment was freshly renovated, and soundproof (This one is important, and you’ll see why), so when we got in, my roommate immediately fell in love with it, and I was too.

When we moved in, we were very careful not to bother anyone, as we wanted to quickly have a good relationship with our neighbours (“Oh, did you see the new neighbours? They only moved during the day, they don’t make sound during the night, what nice people!” kind of deal) and we can safely say it worked.

Their new neighbors weren’t as considerate.

What we did not know, however, is that we were only three renters when we first came in; us on the floor, another family upstairs on the opposite side, and another one on the 3rd floor, with one empty apartment between us.

Turns out the ‘soundproof’ statement was accurate, but only in regards to the inside-to-outside situation.

When our upstairs neighbors moved in, it was a nightmare.

Sound from 5am to past midnight, five days in a row, dropping stuff, speaking loudly, yelling or walking in their apartment with shoes on.

He tried to talk it out.

Out of frustration on the fifth day, I walk upstairs and meet my neighbour, at midnight. I ask them to cease their activities for the night. I have work in the morning, and I cannot be kept up all night. I understand they were freshly moved in, and they might have had a tight schedule, but midnight was too late to be moving stuff.

He didn’t reply and closed the door on me.

I go downstairs, and the sound starts over again.

I notify my landlord, and he tells me he’ll handle it, and apologized for the situation, explaining to me my neighbor was just moving and that he probably didn’t understand what I was saying because of language barrier.

It wasn’t just a little noise.

The neighbors were extremely loud.

I know a lot of Karen will use that as an excuse to shower their neighbours with hate, but when I say loud, I mean it.

There was no stop to their loud noises, it seemed like they couldn’t be bothered to hold something without dropping it, or jumping up and down on the floor, or purposefully banging the bed frame against the wall.

OP gathered evidence.

I recorded the event, and even install microphones in my home jacked to my computer, activating and recording every time there is strong vibration in the house.

Over 98 events on monday February 14th.

I was livid.

I send that to the landlord and explained this cannot continue. First the apartment was poorly soundproofed, which meant we were hearing every sound at all time. Second, we had notified the neighbors about the situation, and they have ignored it. I have notified the landlord to awaken them to our situation.

The landlord was no help.

I report the issues several time, and even advise my landlord that there were very heavy sounding thuds coming from upstairs, which worried me.

He answered with “Stop complaining about your neighbors, already! I have other things to do!”

I have answered. “Understood, sir. Please be advised this will be my last communication and action to help you in that regard.”

Uh-oh!

You know when I said I head loud bangs? Turns out our upstairs neighbor was doing bench-press lifting in his living room, and the heavy thuds I kept hearing was him dropping his weights on the ground.

I had warned my roommate about removing anything she didn’t want broken from the living room, and lo and behold; four days later, the first crack appeared.

Then another.

The floor was giving up.

OP knew this might happen.

I moved the couch out of the way, and moved the TV and consoles into the bedroom.

Fast forward to three days ago; after another series of loud bangs, I head a loud crack, followed by a “OH HECK!”, followed by very loud noises.

I went to the living room, to see my neighbour on the ground, with several actually gruesome injuries due to the fact he just went through the floor and brought his bench and weight rack with him.

I called an ambulance, and the police.

This is all the landlord’s fault.

The police asked me if I reported the issue with my landlord, which I could confirm, due to my communications being made via email. I sent everything, and I am now, of course, filing to break my lease due to uninhabitable dwelling.

The landlord came in yesterday, and just proceeded to explode. Told me I should have made him aware that my neighbor was doing dangerous things.

To which I answered I had notified him about the very loud sounds and he never investigated, and that he also ordered me to stop complaining about my neighbors. It was not my responsibility to go out of my way to protect his assets if he is unwilling to cooperate with me.

I hope the landlord has to pay for the hotel.

My neighbors, roommate and I are now residing in a hotel until we can find a new place to live.

We are now also looking towards adding a bit more salt to the injury by maybe filing for criminal negligence against both our landlord and the neighbor, the first because the apartment was apparently having some flaws and the latter for endangering us (had I not caught up on what caused the sound earlier, me or, god forbid, my roommate could have been under that.)

Anyway, it was a fun week. And I do enjoy the accommodations of my hotel. Never went to a four-star spa-included hotel before. Turns out the chocolate on the pillow is a lie and I am very disappointed about that.

That sounds awful! I once had to switch apartments quickly because the ceiling was leaking water, but to have a whole person and a weight bench fall through is very dangerous for everyone concerned.

Let’s see how Reddit responded to this story.

This is funny!

It definitely sounds unsafe!

Email for the win!

Here’s some advice to get hotel chocolate.

At least everyone survived.

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