I think that my downstairs neighbor is completely clueless....he rides a fairly noisey motorcycle and even though its 11pm at night....he chooses to ride the bloody thing into the alleyway, waking anyone up who has decided to go bed early.
ALL THAT I CAN SAY IS.....thank goodness that the little bub is not born just yet. thank goodness she will probably be a sound sleeper, god willing. thank goodness I am still a patient person who is not going to pull the bitch out of the bag and lay into him!!!!
my dear husband, who is a motorbike/scooter rider had this to say about the noise thing. he himself shuts off the engine before wheeling his bike into the same alleyway and feels that this person should pay us the same courtesy.....maybe dear husband can have a little chat to him....and knock some sense into this selfish idiot!!!!!!
bloody heck, he's back again, came and went twice so he's making noise AGAIN!!!!
thank goodness for blogs....at least i can just bitch into cyberspace......!!!! thanks for listening
yolicoliflor
Had been away from blogland for a while (left when you had put melted chocolate in the refrigerator)... I was wondering your samll one had popped up....
Aaaaaand here i have the answer ! Good gracious ! with that selfish biker !!! Maybe it's the same i had to deal with during 6 months being convoked to police several times, made a laugh of and even going to mediation... (I refused !)
Actually in my alley there where two bikers coming to see their girlfriends for the night at the end of the alley.
2nd day it got on my nerves since i was home on health depression leave, I just dashed down from the 3rd floor and stood in front of the cask leather biker who was going out. I put my hand out, in front. This obliged him to cut the engine, take his cask and black 2 wholes sock on his head. He was more surprised than me yet.
I said, "Wellcome, I'm Mrs So and So. I live on the 3rd floor and the noice of your beautiful bike (I do like 'em) rises up in the air with amplyfyed effect because of the walls. Please... put your motor on in the street ! thanks a lot !" And we shook hands. (Somewhat what your husband does...)
No problem. So he did. And so did even his friend with his own bike when he started spending the night there too. But one day Biker 2 was alone and he must have thought he could do as he wished.
Horrible !!!! He took all his time to put on all his bike body accesories while the engine was on. I called him. He couln't hear. So I took an orange from my fruit basket, was half rotten and threw it to arrive beside him. It actually touched the bike.... I'm a bad pitcher !!!
The guy took his knight helmet and started looking for the enemy. Too many windows ; he didn't see me right away. I yelled, 'It's me !!! I'm up here !!!
Finally he cut the engine and I thanked him saying now we could speak. He lifted his index to touch his head... I explained the same thing : noise disturbing as being amplifyed and so and so... He left with no comment.
Next day he rang at my door with biker 1 and a new biker 3 all in black leather and metal nails and chains accusing me of having broken his bike (!!!!!!!) and saying he was going to see the police. I said go on so will I !
That was the biginning of my troubles during 6 months with police, petition, lawyer,etc. Who was guilty ? Me ! Because of the orange ! An,d because they were friends of the policemen in the neighbourhood.
SO, my counsel is : don't get irritated without doing something.
When you do this something, do it very naturally, face to face like a naive person a bit simple minded but smiling (like I did with biker 1).
Never use an orange from far range (or if you do hide on time !)
But get things settled because noise drives mad
Good luck and let us know when baby arrives !!!!
Yoli