We have this chavvy, foul mouthed couple of suspected drug dealers living above us and they are driving me nuts. If it's not their mates/customers kicking in the building's main door and yelling, smoking and dropping litter in the hall then it's them having a full on domestic (with violence) or badly faked noisy f, or it's them leaving their mates dog in barking all day while they're out, or it's her daughter (whom she dresses like a mini whore) running about up there for about 12 hours (even though she should be in school!) , or it's their junkie mates cornering me in the hall and scaring the crap out of me! I am sick to death of the constant noise, stress, disturbed sleep and the fact that our landlords seem more on their side than ours even though we are quiet, law abiding citizens!
Is it any bloody wonder I am stressed out and stroppy with DH all the time having to live with this sh?! Why won't these b***s just die or something?!!!