At 3:12 p.m., I experienced several hard bangs on the shared bedroom wall, the one shared with the Banging Brood.
Then at 3:47 p.m., the Banging Brood thump a couple of more times.
What, did someone come home ticked off? Hey, I've been there. But that wall didn't do anything to you kids. Nor did your neighbor (me). I was sitting quietly, petting my fuzzy cat, playing a silly game that keeps me calm to the point of boredom.
Oh well. Given how early the events occurred, I got to talk to the apartment manager about it.
I can say this much, it sure didn't sound like "we're moving" noises. And they're supposed to be out on Halloween.
