Why are You so Angry?

I'll tell you why I'm angry about this situation.

You can "thank" the neighbors in three of the apartments that all share a common bedroom wall with mine, and the upstairs neighbor that stomps on my ceiling.  They want to beat, bang, jump, stomp, scream, hammer, drum, and otherwise violate noise ordinances--throughout the day and night.  I can even give you a date when this harassment started: July 2, 2013.  

I informed management about it and it was ignored. 

I called the Farmers Branch Police Department (henceforth abbreviated to FBPD), and they just made excuses; they didn't do anything particularly useful.  When you call them, you should just ask they send the whole department out to your location so you can see FBPD looking sharp in those regulation-snug uniforms.  They've been little more than a taxpayer-funded eye-candy pageant thus far.

And the manager had no idea the FBPD was involved, or so I was informed on another occasion.  The manager stated that the property is fined $500 for each time the police are called.  So that means that the Farmers Branch City Hall is allowing $5,000 or more in fines to slip through their fingers, through their own negligence.

Child Protective Services (Stemmons Freeway location) was informed about children running riot at all times, day and night, without adult supervision.  I know the children can gain access to drugs, because I've smelled marijuana smoke--on two separate occasions--in public areas.  Drunken parties have occurred in the parking lots late on some nights, well past the posted (but unenforced) 10 p.m. curfew.  Empty beer bottles litter the landscape.  So children could gain access to alcohol as well.

The section of London Square Apartments I live in is located at a cluster of buildings, all facing inward to a lawn.  I call this area "the quad".  Across the quad, there used to be an unmistakable handgun target (human silhouette) proudly displayed in one of the upstairs apartment windows.  So the children could gain access to firearms, at least in theory.  (This target has been taken down after I contacted CPS)  Pity the CPS isn't very good at fact-finding, because some of the residents were able to trick them easily.  How did they do this?  By having their children play "musical apartments". 

On three separate days, I saw the same group of children leave together from three separate apartments.  This time they did have adults supervising them.  But that didn't deter these children from harassing me--day and night--with noise through the bedroom wall we share in common with the upstairs units.

The noise harassment from the next door and the upstairs apartments began on July 2, 2013.  It happened after I reported another neighbor as having way too many occupants for a one bedroom apartment (and the constant banging of the pantry doors).  The manager did transfer this family to a larger place on the premises, but like I said, after that family moved was when the harassment began.  No matter how many times I called FBPD, nothing deterred these hoodlums.

And don't tell me I "deserved it".  I sure as flaming heck didn't deserve to have people spying on me or prowling outside my apartment prior to this.  It was like I was under siege before July 2.  No one deserves to have people shuffling back and forth around or lurking near their domicile, and it was being done regularly.

Anyway, back to the "thumpers and bangers", as I'd come to call the noise tyrants.  I remember on one occasion, officers told me that my next door neighbors had their children's bedroom adjacent to mine.  On another occasion, I was told that the officer was informed that, "Oh, but officer, my children have been sweet little angels.  They've been watching TV with me the whole time."  Bull.  As I was trying in vain to show the officer the footage I'd recorded (I discovered it was best heard with headphones, not through poor-performance laptop speakers), the "little dear" thumper started up while the officer was present.  Yes, it was three separate bumps, but the officer did NOT want to listen as I repeated the facts yet again.

Instead, the officer poo-pooed the situation, saying that HE had to observe the crime and HE had to judge if it was severe enough.  Cripes.  As if nearly 60 days of harassment, minus only TWO DAYS of blissful peace, doesn't count as being "severe".  And yes, he suggested I run away too.  You know what, Mr. FB Officer, SIR?  How about the rowdy neighbors keep their racket QUIET when I'm trying to freaking SLEEP?!?  I already have to drug myself senseless with doctor-prescribed and over-the-counter sleep aids.

Tell me, where is the "saintly mother" when her children are pounding through my wall so hard I can FEEL VIBRATIONS from a foot away?  And where's CPS to do something about her parental neglect?

That last interaction with FBPD's finest failures was around 9:30 p.m. on August 17, 2013.  Since then, the noise has abated for the most part.  But I could hear the thumpers getting ready to escalate their racket again around 11 p.m. on August 20, 2013--when I was lying in bed attempting to go to sleep.

That's how the thumpers and bangers operate.  If "forced" to be quiet, they'll do so for maybe a day.  Then they'll test their limits (and my patience) by slowly ramping up how loud, how long, and how often they beat up the wall.  They especially like doing this at night. 

Do you realize what happens when a person is deprived of sleep for too long?  Eventually the person in question gets so fed up, so "I don't give a drat anymore", that said individual can lash out violently.  Frankly, if I'm deprived of sleep, I prefer it to be due to something that wasn't caused by outside influences.  Outside influences make me feel trapped, like a cornered animal.  And cornered animals will rip you to shreds to get away from the tormentor.

Oh, and for the record, I informed management about the problem next door again on August 16, 2013.  The manager acted like "who cares" until I mentioned police involvement.  Then notes were taken.  But...  Nothing was done.  The alleged "little angels" were at it again hard and heavy the next night.

And this is one of the last actions I'm left with--informing the public of how this complex is becoming a cesspool--a ghetto.  Just so you know, there's also what I believe to be prostitution going on at the complex as well.  On separate days, I've seen this same woman exit different apartments and different buildings during the mid-morning hours.

Yes, I'm angry.  I'm angry about the continued noise harassment.  I'm ticked that the government agencies are categorically worthless.  And it bothers me that London Square Apartments is actively being annexed by the ghetto.

And you know what?  If it wasn't for the external factors driving me to do this, I wouldn't have said a word on the Internet.

So here you go, folks.  If you're looking for ghetto-style living in a small town setting, look no farther than London Square Apartments, right on the boundary between Farmers Branch and Dallas, TX.