Vengeance is mine, sayeth me! I cannot believe that I have found my upstairs neighbor’s Achille’s Heel. I was playing some music on my computer when I heard a foot stomping on the floor above me. I chortled in hacks of mirth as I contemplated this new discovery. At long last! I believe I have found the holy grail, and my answer was right in front of me all this time. From now on, I will exact my vengeance with evil intent and methodical regularity. I will teach my upstairs neighbor a lesson for all the sleepless nights he and his roommate have mercilessly visited upon me. But then, I could have always complained to my landlord regarding the noise and sleep my neighbor has cost me. But this…this will sweeten my dealings with my upstairs neighbor.
Before I go however, I do want to say that having a noisy upstairs neighbor is akin to dealing with rats in your ceiling. They never seem to go to sleep, no matter how hard you hit the ceiling. I remember having an apartment (a very nice apartment with deep wood panelling and marble floors) long ago in the Philippines. There were no clauses in how to deal with the rats that regularly would climb straight up the walls, to nest in the crawlspace between the roof and the ceiling of the home. I would use a mop handle to pound on the ceiling in order to shut the rats up. They would stop for a moment, then continue to squeal loudly. I developed a resolve in dealing with the rats — finally settling on complaints to my landlord about it, and eventually contracting with a pest control company to get rid of the pesky buggers. It would take five months before I was finally able to get a decent night’s sleep. But…I dealt with the rats…my way.