At 3:24 a.m., the Banging Brood woke me up by hitting the shared wall hard.
Then they banged hard again at 7:21 a.m.
Finally, at 10:52 a.m., the Banging Brood were in the "dining area" of their apartment, beating the snot out of the shared wall. I was in my own "dining area" to complete a craft project I've been meaning to finish: a cover for my Kindle. So while my searching did create some noise, it wasn't in any way supposed to annoy the Banging Brood.
You know, the FBPD really, really needs to explain it to "Mommy" and the little monster pack that the "big bad neighbor" is merely trying to LIVE IN HER APARTMENT AND IS NOT TRYING TO BOTHER ANYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!
They're the little terrors that need to hear the "sales pitch" about how you can't have an over-abundance of quiet in an apartment.
But noooooo.... It's the mentally-disabled they have to tell this to, and the neighbors' little demons can just do as they please. Discimination.
