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Approximately Two Months
of Living Under Apt. #607
EDITED VERSION
This diary begins March 24 and ends on May 26.
Firstly, I should note that, over the last two years, I’ve called the Niagara police three times. Three police officers would appear at my apartment door, with two going to talk to the residents of #607.
I’ve also called the police dispatcher, who suggested I go to City Hall and request a Notice of Noise Complaint based on By-law No. 95-198. I did, and City Hall’s Assistant City Solicitor issued the notice to both the occupants of #607 and the property manager.
I had a brief conversation with Maggie, the property manager, who blatantly told me she would evict me if I continued to talk with the Assistant City Solicitor.
This is an obvious threat.
Reason 4: Harassed, coerced, obstructed, threatened, or interfered with me.
The consistent noise from Apt. #607 has not stopped or decreased, which leads to:
Reason 3: Substantially interfered with my reasonable enjoyment of the rental unit or complex or with the reasonable enjoyment of a member of my household.
Now to my complaint.
This has nothing to do with barking dogs or the sound of vacuum cleaners or even painters, electricians, and construction workers noisily refurbishing the apartment units. It has to do with a young male (whom I will refer to as TLS) who has deliberately and consistently invaded my privacy.
This invasion of my privacy began more than two years ago.
I will be 70 years old in September. When I was 42, I suffered a triple cerebral hemorrhage, which left me disabled.
My apartment (#507) has two bedrooms and is directly under Apt. #607. I always use the smaller bedroom as my office or recreation area. I almost always wear my headphones when I’m in my office.
The Daily Logbook
7:30 p.m. and not much in the way of noise—happy day!
Not much in the way of noise today.
Another happy day.
Happily, gloriously, very quiet today.
5:30 p.m. I suddenly hear thuds coming from TLS’s bedroom.
Much more noise around 7:30 p.m.
Why is his bedroom floor not carpeted? I would happily buy carpet (preferably wall-to-wall) and have it installed in his bedroom.
Noise starts at 1:10 p.m.
Dies away.
New heavy noise around 5:55 p.m.
Dies away.
Consistent and highly irritating noise coming from TLS’s bedroom around 7:55 p.m.
Highly irritating floor scratching and other noises begin around 9:00 p.m.
Noise starts around 1:15 p.m.
Seriously loud noise starts around 3:50 p.m.
At 7:23 p.m. TLS runs something across the bare floors.
Obviously, there are NO carpets in his bedroom.
Noise resumes at 8:35 p.m.
Noise starts about 4:40 p.m.
Something loudly hitting and scraping along TLS’s bedroom floor.
The noise continues.
And continues.
Nicely quiet today.
Happiness!
Another nice and quiet day and night.
Hallelujah!
Around 10:00 a.m. something is rolling across his bedroom’s bare floor.
He is rolling something heavier around 11:00 a.m.
At 11:30 a.m., even heavier scraping noise on his bedroom floor.
It’s now 12:05 p.m., and the repetitive irritating noise has become even louder.
1:40 p.m. heavy noise continues.
At 2:00 p.m. the noise is even worse.
The irritating noise continues at 2:20 p.m.
At 2:30 p.m. something huge falls on his floor.
Noise free for a while, but at 7:50 p.m., TLS is making rhythmic and loud noises in his bedroom.
Another invasion of my privacy.
Beautiful quiet day and night.
Another beautifully quiet day and night.
Perfectly quiet today!
Whoops! It’s now 7:30 p.m. and I can hear TLS’s obnoxious noises.
Will it get worse?
Yes! Around 9:30, he’s at it again.
Why can’t someone buy a thick carpet for him?
It’s 1:50 p.m. TLS is making loud noises again.
At 7:55 p.m. the volume has increased, becoming even more obnoxious.
I’m thinking back to those eight wonderful months (and later two free months) when TLS’s obnoxious noise simply disappeared.
Were the Niagara Regional Police able to accomplish that bit of glory for me?
If so, should I call the police back again?
Just out of curiosity, and as odd as it may sound, is it TLS’s mother who encourages him to make my life miserable?
Just a thought.
It’s 2:10 p.m. and the irritating noise has begun again.
An hour or so later, I received a voiceless telephone call.
This happens often. Obviously the caller knows who I am.
At 2:25 p.m., more irritating noise.
By 5:00 p.m., everything is nicely quiet.
TLS offered a little noise earlier today.
He starts his noise again around 6:30 p.m.
At 7:55 p.m., he’s still making that irritating noise.
In my office area now. It’s 10:15 a.m. I’ve inserted my earphones (set at max volume), but was still shocked when TLS began his symphony blasting marble (or whatever).
At 7:35 p.m., I enter my office once again. Sitting at my desk, while again wearing my headphones, I suddenly hear TLS heavily scratching his bedroom’s bare floor.
About this time, I look up to the ceiling and yell ‘shut up’.
I do not apologize for doing that. Almost anyone would do the same.
Seriously, someone should buy TLS a thick carpet.
As I’ve said before, and if no one will, I’ll happily buy a carpet for TLS. An extremely thick carpet.
Around 11:00 a.m. I got a voiceless telephone call. The same person hung up.
Such bullies have been calling me for a long time.
Otherwise, it’s a rather quiet and enjoyable time.
No! 3:40 p.m. and the floor scratcher is back.
At 5:40 p.m. I got another voiceless telephone call.
The caller hung up when I told him I was going to call the police.
I called *69 and apparently the bully’s phone number is 289-216-9486.
I called the number and got the bully’s message service. I said I would be calling the local police and the bully would inevitably be arrested.
Would and could this happen?
Yes, it’s possible, but no, the police never would.
Nice and quiet.
Nice and quiet.
Curious why it remains so nice and quiet.
Even more curious as to why it is still so nice and quiet in my office area.
Sadly, TLS has returned.
Around 10:00 a.m. or so, he suddenly started stomping on the bare floor.
Nice and quiet.
Around 10:05 a.m. I receive another voiceless telephone call.
I got another voiceless call around 12:30 p.m.
At 1:30 p.m. I received another voiceless call. I made an inquiry, and the caller’s phone number is 501-488-1100.
Had another voiceless call at 2:00 p.m. from phone number 239-327-6581.
I seem to attract bullies.
Still another voiceless call, this time around 4:45 p.m.
Otherwise, quiet.
Another voiceless call around 1:19 p.m. but no noise this day.
Received a voiceless call around 3:25 p.m.
Tapped *69. The phone number is 431-631-6554 and no longer in service.
Bullies who make voiceless calls often bounce their own phone number against a phone number not in service.
But who is my bully?
TLS started his noises around 2:00 p.m. Some hammering. Nothing overwhelming.
At around 11:00 a.m. TLS begins dropping marbles (or whatever) on his bare bedroom floor.
The noise is far worse by 11:15 a.m. I don’t expect him to stop for a long time.
Around 9:00 a.m. I received another voiceless call.
I decided to investigate this call. It came from 418-474-5313. The line was rented by Paula Maroni in Donnacona, Canada.
Any bully can use another phone number to masquerade their own phone number.
At 3:10 p.m. TLS started dropping large marbles (or whatever) on the bare floor and only stopped after half an hour or so.
It’s around 4:15 p.m. TLS is continuously bouncing or scraping something against his floor. Obviously, none of them, not even his parents, are aware of how enormously irritating this noise is. And why can’t his parents buy him some thick carpeting and tell him to stop invading my privacy?!
At approximately 3:30 p.m. TLS started making punching noises.
By 4:05 p.m. it had become a far more serious noise.
Why doesn’t someone stop him from invading my privacy? Why does he think he can get away with this?
By 7:20 p.m., he’s back to hammering or something.
Now he’s scraping something on the floor!
The noise is becoming louder!
Much louder and highly irritating!
WHY DON’T HIS PARENTS HAVE SOME AUTHORITY OVER TLS?!
If they can’t afford carpeting, I’ll buy it!
Hallelujah! Can bearably hear TLS’s noises today.
Around 6:50 p.m. or so, I got two voiceless calls.
I investigated the second one. 212-823-9335. It’s the restaurant Per Se in New York City.
Bullies can bounce from everywhere and no one will catch them.
I think most people know this technique. Even little kids.
Hallelujah! Mostly quiet on this happy day.
It’s around 1:00 p.m., and even through my headphones, I can hear TLS making irritating noises.
At 1:45 p.m., the noise became much louder. By 2:20 p.m., even louder.
Do his parents have any authority over him?
Do they care about other people?
Hurrah! The noise has suddenly stopped.
No hurrah. An hour or so later, I am seated at my desk when the loud noise starts again.
Nice and quiet.
Amazingly nice and quiet once again.
I have a cold so I have been staying in bed.
Suddenly a seriously loud and continuous noise comes from my larger bedroom ceiling.
The noise disappears.
Pleasantly quiet.
After 3:00 p.m. TLS invades my office (essentially me) with extreme noise.
TLS has no respect for anyone.
Can’t anyone do something about this?
Anything?
Finally, I look up at my ceiling and shout, ‘Will you shut up?!’
Then everything becomes nicely quiet.
Nice and quiet.
Sadly, TLS’s noises have emerged once again. It’s around 11:00 a.m.
He’s continuously rubbing something against the bare floor.
I really wonder why someone hasn’t bought some carpeting for TLS.
After I emailed the property manager, the noise festival came to an end.
Blessedly quiet the whole day and evening.
It’s 7:10 a.m. and I’m seated at my desk when TLS starts scraping the bare floor again.
Otherwise, it is a perfect day.
When I got home, I enjoyed a perfectly quiet time. Not even one marble.
Another perfect day. Perhaps some usual apartment noise, but still a gloriously happy quiet day.
A little noise, but otherwise wonderfully quiet.
It’s around 3:30 p.m. or so and I’m tapping away on my computer keyboard when the noise started above me.
I expected TLS to wage a noise festival, but the noise level dropped to silence.
I’m happy now.
Ooh-ooh …. It’s around 12:35 p.m. and TLS’s magic marble (or whatever) has hit the bare floor.
Around 1:15 p.m. TLS continues making noise in his bedroom.
Seriously, does any of them realise how loud and irritating this noise is?
At 1:30 p.m. and again at 2:30 p.m., even though I’m wearing my headphones, max volume, something falls to the bare bedroom floor and TLS goes on to heavy scratching.
Are TLS’s parents aware that he does this?
Do they care?
By 2:45 p.m. I feel like looking up at my office ceiling and shouting, ‘Will you shut up?!’
Sadly, I don’t.
At 7:00 p.m. TLS continues with his overwhelming irritating marble (or whatever it is), and I once again turn up my headphones’ volume to the max.
Around 10:00 p.m. TLS starts with his noise.
I suspect it will start softly before getting much louder.
As usual I have a nap around 5:00 p.m. or so.
When I get up and walk into my office area, I immediately hear TLS’s never-ending pounding.
Is this for real?
How can this kid get away with this?
No one, and I repeat no one, would put up with this kind of behaviour!
Pretty soon I’ll be looking up at the ceiling to shout the obvious: ‘Will you just shut up?!’
No sane person would fault me for doing so.
Received another voiceless call.
The another around 3:00 p.m.
All these voiceless calls are getting on my nerves. Who is this thug anyway?
After 3:00 p.m. TLS starts up his noisy festival once again.
Drove up to Toronto’s High Park.
I feel comfortable there and should never have moved from Toronto.
Tired when I got back.
Of course, while I was sitting at my desk, TLS started his pounding noise.
I wanted to scream, ‘Will you shut up?!’
I should’ve to relieve my tension, but I didn’t.
Around 2:15 p.m. I get another voiceless call.
Who gives this creep the authority to invade my life?
It’s around 2:10 p.m. when I hear TLS making his highly irritating scraping noise.
Where are the thick carpets?
Where are his parents?
This is an excellent opportunity to explain to TLS that he doesn’t have the right to bother people however he wishes.
Around 3:00 p.m., the noise becomes louder.
Seriously, where are his parents to stop this?
At 3:20 p.m. TLS is still going on with his noise.
Lots of stomping feet and other noises at 3:40 p.m.
TLS simply can’t stop.
His overwhelming noises go on and on and on.
At 3:55 p.m., fed up with his noise, I shouted, ‘Will you shut up?!’
Who wouldn’t shout at him?
This kid is constantly invading my privacy and seems to always get away with it!
That’s right, free to do what he wants.
Some parents—many, actually—might excuse their kid’s delinquent behaviour as being ‘just a kid’.
But that’s not acceptable.
What is acceptable is that this is an opportunity for the parents to teach their kids right from wrong.
But many don’t.
I emailed the property manager yesterday, but I haven’t heard back from her.
Probably won’t until Tuesday, and Monday is Victoria Day.
Except for a carpenter’s hammering noise, everything is quiet today.
I’m passionate about this silence.
It’s 7:30 p.m. when I walk into my office area and suddenly hear the typical freakin’ scratching noise.
I slip on my headphones and turn up the volume.
But my headphones are not that effective.
At 8:00 p.m., the noise gets even louder.
‘Get a carpet!’, I say.
At 8:30 p.m. more room-shaking noise continues.
The non-stop noise gets even louder at 9:00 p.m.
Does TLS know how his loud noise invades those below him?
Does he care?
Does anyone care?
I got home (I don’t even know if I live in my own home) at around 3:00 p.m.
Very tired.
Bumper-to-bumper driving all along Highway 401, then Highway 403, and finally QEW.
Cost me close to 4 hours in time.
I turned on my computer, but I was so tired I got up and went to bed.
At first it was hard for me to sleep because I kept hearing loud pounding from what I suspect (far more than suspected) was TLS’s bedroom.
The loud noise from his bedroom reverberates throughout my large bedroom.
To call where I live a home is something of a joke.
Whoa …. As I write this from my office room, I suddenly hear TLS playing with something in his bedroom.
Then pounding, possibly against the wall.
Something’s got to be done about this!
This is just not right!
It’s around 9:30 a.m. or so when TLS begins his noisy festival. My headphones don’t block out his growing noise. I have a distinct feeling this is going to be a bad day and evening.
Perhaps not.
By 6:30 p.m., everything is quiet. Majestically quiet. Hallelujah!
It seems TLS has arrived in his bedroom at approximately 2:10 p.m.
When will his noise begin?
That marble-constantly-dropping-on-the-bare-floor kind of noise.
It’s the kind of noise that’ll drive you up the wall.
You just never know.
Just got another voiceless call.
Why do I get so many phoney calls?
Turns out that this afternoon and evening were perfectly quiet.
Once again, Hallelujah!
It’s 1:05 p.m. and I’ve had two phone calls.
One was voiceless, and the other was a woman who accused me that I was in serious debt.
I told her to ‘get’.
No noise problems at all.
Hallelujah!
Had 3 illegal phone messages, but otherwise, a perfectly quiet day.
However, the inevitable is still to come….
This 2-month period has now come to an end.
Addition
I emailed The Daily Logbook to the property manager at the end of May. There’s been no email response.
Today I left a phone message and asked the property manager what her response was.
She still hasn’t responded.
I left her a message, but she didn’t respond.
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Solution
Lay thick carpeting (preferable wall-to-wall) in TLS’s bedroom.
Someone should educate TLS as to the meaning of responsibility and respect.
TLS should also be made to understand that bullying and harassing people is against the law in Ontario and/or other Canadian provinces and territories.
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Suggestion
Should the property manager be reading this in her office, I suggest she imaginatively look up at the ceiling, and perhaps, just perhaps, she’ll hear heavy marbles (or whatever it may be) repetitively falling on the apartment’s bare wooden floor.
Inevitably, this constant noise would cause her—or anyone—to go completely mad.
END
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