I wrote about the earthquake that rattled the eastern region of the U.S. last August. As I said, at first I didn’t realize it was an earthquake. I thought the occupant downstairs made the usual noise, such as dropping heavy objects on the floor, or slamming the doors like crazy. But I felt the shock so I knew it was earthquake.

The occupant is allegedly 88 years old. It ain’t my business but I don’t believe it. The lady drives her car a lot; I don’t think the police would allow her to drive at that age. Anyway, the landlord informed her from the beginning to keep quiet and especially not to slam the doors. He told her that I write a lot and the building amplifies the noise. Probably the lady thought to poke some fun! She would make a hellish noise by slamming the three doors downstairs.

It is the third occupant who slams those doors like in hell. And they would have fun at my expense. I deal with the unbearable problem in a civilized manner. But nobody takes me seriously! Then I have to make my VOICE heard! I stomp on the floor to let them noisy-makers that I can’t take it anymore! Guess what? I am the bad guy! They complain to the landlord that I am violent and I frightened them! But they don’t want to take seriously my first attempts at a solution when I am calm.

The same thing happened at my last place of employment. One guy would frequently come in my proximity and clap his hands like a gun, or slam something on my desk. He would also blast bubble gum close to my ears. He never bothered when I asked him calmly to stop what he did. He only stopped his behavior when I yelled. Again, I was the bad guy who was violent and frightened his colleagues. That guy, however, bothered other colleagues although I was his target. The company sent him to a psychiatrist — but I don’t think he was cured. And furthermore I lost my job in that company!

Those noises are absolutely startling! They have a bad effect on the nervous system. I don’t know how I didn’t lose my mind. I feel like drinking to get drunk! It makes me feel better and ultimately I fall asleep. The telephone was also ringing like crazy the same week — day and night. I turned the ring off but I missed a phone call from my parents. There was also stormy weather around here. But it is not the solution. I have work to do. The lady stopped the unbearable noise after I stomped the floor loudly. It ain’t fun to make other people sick!

I had also that noise from the basement related to the heater — beginning Christmas week of 2010. I don’t understand why I attract such treatment from some people. Or do they want me to go crazy? I could hurt them as well … it’s hard for me to stay calm all the time. They attack me on the Internet as well and I lose control at times. At the same time with the noise my computer was under attack.

Now, this is what I call STATUS. And I will NOT have any drink …