I love our apartment complex. It's amazing.
Up until this apartment we had lived in itsy-bitsy apartments or cockroach infested crap-holes (with a roommate). After Alex and I both got real jobs, we made the plunge into a really nice, sanitary, light-filled apartment. (And there's a washer and dryer!) It's a little bit of a splurge in comparison to what we've paid for rent in the past, but it's 100% worth it.
However, we have these neighbors. We share a bedroom wall with someone (a couple?) that we've never met. We usually can't hear anything coming from their bedroom, maybe a loud laugh, maybe a muffled conversation, but it's rare.
Whoever lives in that apartment has recently picked up the habit of playing really annoying music on repeat for at least 15 minutes around 10:45 pm. It's not music playing quietly as someone gets ready for bed, it's surround sound and loud enough for Alex's little iPhone app to recognize what song is playing. It's not every night, but it happens often enough that it's definitely becoming a problem.
So last night I passed out around 10 pm. I slept beautifully for a grand total of 42 minutes before I was woken up by "Angel of the Morning."
Alex woke up and did what he always does when this happens: he knocked on the bedroom wall. That usually lets them know that they are playing their music too loud, and usually they turn it down. Well, they ignored the knock (or didn't hear it), so Alex knocked again about 5 minutes later. Then again 5 minutes after that. I finally got so angry that I went and knocked on their apartment door, and of course they didn't answer.
By then it was 11 pm. My day was set to start in 5.5 hours. We put down the futon in the front room and got settled to sleep out there, but we could still faintly hear the music (seriously?). It was the same song on repeat, over and over and over and over for a good 25 to 30 minutes.
When the music finally stopped, we were able to go back into our bedroom and fall sleep. Needless to say, I'll be putting a few words in with my apartment complex people today to see what can be done about it.
If you want to play your loud music in the early evening, fine. I don't care. But at 11 o'clock at night? On a weeknight?
I can't wait to live in a house.