my upstairs neighbor

likes to dribble a basketball back and forth across his floor.

He also likes to do this late at night. Like now.

Hubby went up once to talk to him. Apparently he has no furniture in the apartment, only a big screen.

Hubby said, "Are you playing basketball up here? Could you stop, it is really loud."

To which neighbor responded, "What, no, there is no one here," and then shut the door.

There was about a hour of silence, and then it resumed. That was a couple of months ago.

I've learned how to block it all out, but tonight he is doing it right above my head. Fabulous. Someone call the NBA, I've got their next dribbling maniac.