Well that was easy

We're taking the apartment at 115 on the 2nd floor. The apartment at 121, 6th floor has doorframes, stinks like cigarette smoke (and for my smokes-like-a-chimney MIL to notice it it must be bad), for some reason has a grungy look to it (115 is absolutely sparkling clean) and the view isn't so great after all.

My MIL took our quit notice for our current apartment to the rental company and the lady there - the one we've been dealing through with the problem with the Louds - nearly started to cry when she found out we're moving. She also literally begged for me and my MIL to come to her office on Thursday to meet with her and the Loud family and the lady on the 4th floor. My MIL told her that we don't have any real interest in what they do since we're leaving but the lady from the rental office wanted us for our input to help support the claims that have been made to the Louds so we said we'd do it.

The Louds were given written notice that if they don't stop the noise immediately then the rental company will start eviction proceedings and Frau Loud called right away to scream about it so that's why this meeting has been called. I have no idea what is supposed to come from it. How many ways do these people have to be told to stop their shit? I've told them in person to stop. So has the lady on the 4th floor. What is us meeting all together going to help? At this point I've consented to attend just to see first hand what will go on and to have more blog fodder.

Watch this space.