At 12:40, the other set of neighbors decided it was a great time to slam their pantry and cabinet doors. Henceforth, they shall be known as the "Pantry Punishers".
Now you might recall I told the Banging Brood's "Mommy" that the Pantry Punishers have been rather quiet, unlike her batch of demons. Well, that's not the case any longer.
I can tell you that the Pantry Punishers kept up their abuse of apartment property for two minutes.
If that were the only noises I had to deal with daily, it wouldn't be quite as bad. I could probably handle it. But I still have the Upstairs Stomper and Banging Brood thundering away every day.
Oh, and Mr. Pills? For your information, all three apartments were dead quiet for at least 30 minutes when I got home from the hospital Monday afternoon. I got home at 5:40 p.m. Once the residents at all three apartments were aware I was home, they all started pounding and banging profusely.
For the sake of repetition, you idiots at FBPD, you don't live there under the conditions I live there. You'll never catch them in the act, because you always arrive after the fact!
Oh, and a couple of your fellow "officers" heard the Banging Brood once. And you did NOTHING! Absolutely NOTHING! Do you think "pipe down" is really going to freaking WORK?!?
Man fears no God that does not punish.
The same goes for cops that don't write citations after X number of fairly consistent complaints about noises.
