New York City apartment dwellers are routinely held captive to the sound of their neighbors' Louboutins, children, surround-sound systems and gut renovations. But in a category all its own is the screaming, thumping, wailing, oh-God- do-it-to-me- NOW audio of your neighbors bedding down. According to our loud-neighbor-sex survey results, released today, more than half of those who hear this would really rather not.
Unfortunately, life brings with it unwanted things; council tax, man buns, Kylie Jenner- the list is endless, which means that you will see and hear things that your poor little eyes and ears should never have to. Wrong place, wrong time syndrome takes no prisoners, and one woman found herself trapped in the throws of its ill will when she heard her neighbours having sex. Innocent enough, right?
It was dusk when my flight finally landed in Tampa, Florida. I stepped out of the bustling airport, and for the first time in months I felt heat. The warm air of the Sunshine State took me by surprise, sending ironic shivers down my spine.
I was lying in bed the other night and watching reruns of Tyra tearing apart 8-foot tall models, when I heard a noise. I paused the episode and tried to listen. I sat up a little and cocked my ear. Oh my gosh, it wasn't a puppy or a maintenance man.
Some will sound familiar, others may give you ideas, some will turn you on, and some are dark and twisted. You might want to sit down for this. Karen says they have never liked living in the neighborhood they currently live in because everyone is too nosy and the houses are too close together.
He looks, and hangs out with other Hispanic immigrants that throng the streets of my town lately. As I stand in my porch, sipping a big cup of my late morning coffee, he stares at me insolently. He does not peek a look the way most stranger would.
Soooo, a number of months ago, I started to notice a pattern developing in the space directly above my living room. A couple of nights a week, around seven P. It was nothing spectacular initially and for the first thirty minutes or so, I mostly ignored it.
I once had a boyfriend who lived in one of those creaky old apartment buildings with noisy steam pipes and radiators that clang. Due to some mystery of its construction, noises carried vertically. In the kitchen, we heard neighbors three floors up cooking their dinner.
How do you tell them to quiet down? If this happens on occasion, putting up with the noise might be the solution. However, if your sleep is disrupted regularly, talk to your neighbors in person — no one likes to find a note taped to their door.