I live in a slum of a complex to save money to buy a home. Every morning, except Tuesdays there is an army of gardeners who use blowers, chain saws and various metal tools that they use to scrape the cement outside our bedroom window. Not only that but the manager (who barely speaks english) has two little annoying children that they turn loose at 9 am (we work at night) and of course the little heathens have to play under our bedroom window. All of this aside the circus of people that live on top of us seem to only enjoy music that makes my windows and pictures rattle. Not only that but when I want to listen to music our manager is so quick to knock on our door and tell us to turn it down. I am sceaming to get back at ALL of them when we move out. It is gonna be something safe, but good.