Oh apartments.
How I f***ing hate you.
Now, normally I enjoy living here.
But really? What are you guys freaking doing up there? Having a bloody rager?
YOU LIVE IN AN APARTMENT BUILDING.
TURN DOWN YOUR MOTHER F***ING MUSIC.
I would apologize for all the cussing, but i’m really not that sorry.
We pay a large amount every month to live in a decent apartment, the one thing I expect is a little peace and quiet.
It is vibrating our walls. The couch. My freaking life.
At this moment, I am literally singing along to the Selena Gomez song they are listening to.
It is that loud that I can understand the lyrics coming from the floor above us.
Now, the question is, do I channel my inner Gordon Ramsay and go up there myself, or just call the cops?
I mean, people listening to Bad Liar can’t be serial killers right?
To fellow apartment dwellers, keep your music down. You might be pissing off a neighbor.
