My upstairs neighbours are not always easy to live with. They are renting, so if their landlord refused to install carpet… and when they have kids… then there could be a riot overhead.
Sunday – I always welcome a peaceful quiet day, especially on a Sunday afternoon; but no, someone upstairs wanted to jump. It sounded much heavier than a little kid. I waited for it to stop, but after 15 mins of continual THUMP THUMP THUMP …. I ventured upstairs to make a complain.
They did not open the door, so I shouted from the outside :
" Please could u be so kind to stop the jumping?"
The woman came to the other side of the door to shout back a firm NO, because you cut my sheets !
“OH, I did? How can I cut your sheets if I have never entered your house?"
That shut her up.
But she shouted again! “I am doing jump rope! It’s exercise!"
I wonder why she told me that?
“Well, good on ya, I dare u to jump some more, please do not stop! It’s really healthy! I will be listening!"
When I returned downstairs, the jumping has STOPPED…
I guess, she cannot keep jumping for more than 15 mins…. it’s rather tiring to torture your downstairs neighbour.