My downstairs neighbor is a monster from the pit of hell.

She bangs with her broomstick during the day; she bangs during the night.
A witch of the worst sort.

She used to wait until she heard a noise before banging.
Now she waits until it's quiet. Then she begins bashing on my ceiling, trying to drive fear into me.

This terrible clashing is sometimes just one sudden bang, as if to wake me from sleep, or startle me. But more often, it goes on for minutes straight, unending banging and bashing, as if she had gone utterly mad. Of course, it's obvious that she has gone mad.

Completely, utterly insane.

She's far beyond redemption. I already have an attorney working on this, but alas, it's easier to go to jail for a joint, than it is to have justice delivered upon a villain. To think that in this world, it is more illegal to cross a street when you want, than it is to be a malicious, cruel neighbor.

Tsk, still, there are ways to destroy her.

Evidence. And oh my, does she provide. File upon file of audio files, all examples of her thumping, bashing, banging, and crashing things into her walls. Sometimes she's rapping her fists on the walls, other times she smashes it with broomsticks or a rake.

She'll even scratch at the radiator, clawing at it to make bizarre sounds, before banging on it over and over, bashing it so the sound carries through the pipes. And oh how it does. It's strange how this started though.

Just noise complaints. Oh no, not me. I don't actually mind noise much, at least not normal noise.
But she does, and she didn't like the creak of my chair. Now, is this some sort of horribly creaky chair?

Nope. It was just a normal office chair for my computer. Nothing fancy, but not one of those tiny cheap ones either.
It was just fine, I'd wager, and made a tiny amount of noise if I shifted my weight around in it at all. I never even noticed the noise, but ohhhhh my, this neighbor from hell did. And that's even with concrete floors with carpet on them.

She called a mediation session, in order to "resolve" the issue.
A little meeting, to discuss the issue with the condo staff.

It was very amusing to watch. I didn't have to say much, but my neighbor had quite a lot to say.

And it was all quite rude to everyone there. I'm not sure how it's possible, but this person turned absolutely everyone against her in the first five minutes. These were patient, reasonable people though, so they just endured her insults.

Nonetheless, it was bizarre to watch. She lied, exaggerated, insulted, made sick implications, and generally made a complete ass, even a monster, out of herself.

How could this be? How could any person make so many enemies so quickly?
And lo and behold, during this meeting, we discovered that she had driven out the last tenants who lived in my condo as well.

What a shock. Yet, why can justice not be delivered?
What is wrong with this justice system, that despite absurd amounts of evidence, we can't get her locked away in a padded room? Sigh. She technically owns the condo, so she can't just be evicted.

Still, I hope my attorney will destroy her.

Yes, utterly destroy her. After months upon months of this abusive harassment, and deliberate cruelty upon my sleep schedule, she must be destroyed. Muhaha!

Seriously, it's a major pain having a weirdo like this below me.

Wish me luck.

~Kitten