The Broom

It all started one night when we had some friends over before going out. Between six sets of high heels and a mini game of basketball, the neighbors below us knocked a broom on the ceiling to tell us to be quiet. PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE. This happened multiple times throughout the night.

Next thing we knew, if one of us even walked across the apartment, we would get the broom. At points, L&A and I would be sitting on the couch, and we would get the broom. The broom banging was getting ridiculous. We figured out that they were women in their mid-20s (like us), and formed an action plan to confront them.

UPDATE (8/29): They moved out! No confrontation necessary. Hopefully the next tenants won't be broom bangers too.