"Walk on...

...don't make a sound."

Dear People Upstairs,

Please cease movement.
Yes, I said please stop moving. Completely. Or at least until you learn to walk quietly. I can understand Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights/early mornings. Loud walking in these instances means you are intoxicated. Good for you. Seeing that I have nothing going on on Saturdays and Sundays (and am occassionally out myself), I will forgive you waking me when I have class on Fridays.

The problem I have is all the other times you walk (or run or jump or whatever type of movement you are doing up there because I don't see how walking could sound like that). It sounds as if you are dropping cinder blocks with each step. You literally shake the building just as much as the trains that pass directly to our south. There is no reason for this. I sincerely hope you are not always under the influence of alcohol when you are walking, but perhaps this is the case. I know for a fact that you are not heavy people; I truly believe I would have noticed the 350+ pound individual who would be inhabiting the apartment spaces above me to cause the rumble that you do.

No, you are not a heavy person--you are just a heavy-walker. The heaviest walker I have ever had the misfortune to meet (nay, hear). I have lived with heavy-walkers in the past and learned to deal with it. However, this is simply outrageous. I do not expect you to be stealthy and move like a cat or to shuffle your feet; I just expect my ceiling to stop vibrating with your every step. Is that so much to ask? I think not.

Thank you for your time and consideration to this matter.
Your neighbor from below