not if I remember correctly, the thread I read was about someone military still on active duty - some suggestions aimed at informing his superiors to get him moved back into the barracks.I don't know if you're referring to my thread I made, I can't remember if it was FOH or here. He was a Navy dude but he had PTSD and felt my life was in danger for some time.
He didn't, he offered to make my head into a cakepop thoughDid he ever offer to make you cakepops?
Ham_sl said:My rent is at least $300 cheaper than any of my friends in the area.
This pretty much sums up why the landlord isn't doing shit about it.Ham_sl said:The guy has lived in this spot since the late nineties.
Well, we do have a huge driveway, but Mrs. Gravy is spry. Did I mention I can lick my eyebrows?I've been happy to live in an Apt everytimeI look outside and see the mountains of snow that I'd have to shovel... Apt living has a ton of benefits and a few specific downsides, one of which is short-term neighbors who you might literally be sleeping feet away from.
Get a loud fan and run that in your room. That'll drown out the external noises. I have a VERY hard time falling asleep if there are random noises, no matter how subtle, going on. The fan doesn't bother me because it's a constant hum.I actually have the opposite problem in a way. Apparently when I try to go to bed I magically get superhuman hearing and can hear everything anyone is doing in my building and outside for half a mile. Plus I get super-sensitive to it and can't sleep. "Oh man it's midnight and I'm falling asleep while playing this AAA game, I better go to bed." 5 minutes later... "Fuck the furnace two floors beneath me is on and I hear all the sounds.". Even worse I'll wake up in the middle of the night and start to lose my mind where I hear things I don't think are there.
Truth. I hate shoveling snow, but Ireallyhate yard work. I admit my attempts to look for a house whatsoever have involved living near this area, since some of my family runs a landscaping business. I'd rather pay them to do that shit.I've been happy to live in an Apt everytime I look outside and see the mountains of snow that I'd have to shovel... Apt living has a ton of benefits and a few specific downsides, one of which is short-term neighbors who you might literally be sleeping feet away from.
This. I have same problem but either opening the window and hearing city sounds, or turning the fan on is enough of a constant noise to put me to sleep.Get a loud fan and run that in your room. That'll drown out the external noises. I have a VERY hard time falling asleep if there are random noises, no matter how subtle, going on. The fan doesn't bother me because it's a constant hum.
This. I called the cops enough on the abusive couple next to me and eventually they disappeared.Keep calling the cops. Clearly it had enough of an impression on the guy that he tried half-assed apologizing.
In my experience, landlords will often claim that they smell pets and the like even if there isn't any actual smell, all so that they can try getting tenets to pay for any/all damages that might spring up when a tenet moves. And even a reasonable odor will normally be labelled as excessive. So you can probably keep adding candles and shit all you want, but it likely won't make a big difference since the landlord clearly wants to cover his ass.
If you can't justify moving because of the cost, then you'll just have to get used to having a quasi-Seinfeld situation, except with a potentially hostile neighbor. I have no idea if you can accept the pet/noise/neighbor thing as a package, that's your call, but if you can't you better start looking for another place immediately, sign whatever paperwork then jet when you can.
Most people who "have" "ptsd" are fucking scum and just use it as an excuse to act like the assholes they are.A little bit of a backstory here, at the time my dog was around 9-12 pounds and he told us our dog walked very loudly on our carpeted floors. We asked his wife what was up and she told us he had PTSD and couldn't sleep at all, they had to sleep in separate rooms. She told us he got angry very easily and at this point we were a little afraid.