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Read this story, about a woman broke her legs jumping on the floor to get her neighbor to turn the music down.
Once: the neighbors in the dorm liked to turn their music up pretty loud. Which was fine, except it consisted of nothing but bass, and they'd play it around 5:30 in the morning, when they got up for football practice.
And also at other inopportune times.
The diplomatic response: Something with a lot of noise coming out of the treble clef. Meat Loaf's Bat Out of Hell II worked, as did the tape of the bagpipe corps, played at full volume with speakers pointed at their walls.
No surprised screams of pain there.
Though my ears will never be the same.
Read this story, about a woman broke her legs jumping on the floor to get her neighbor to turn the music down.
Once: the neighbors in the dorm liked to turn their music up pretty loud. Which was fine, except it consisted of nothing but bass, and they'd play it around 5:30 in the morning, when they got up for football practice.
And also at other inopportune times.
The diplomatic response: Something with a lot of noise coming out of the treble clef. Meat Loaf's Bat Out of Hell II worked, as did the tape of the bagpipe corps, played at full volume with speakers pointed at their walls.
No surprised screams of pain there.
Though my ears will never be the same.
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