it's just that I find it jarring, all the slamming and thumping noises. I mean, im sitting there telling myself im not going to let any noise bother me, and then I hear a slam and im jolted before I can even tell myself not to let it bother me. I mean if it were some constant noise I might be able to get used to it (which is why it might be better if they were to play music), but it's really hard to get used to these patternless jolting noises. and when it goes on and on for hours.... even I forget how bad it is when it's not happening--I think "what was the big deal?". but at the time it's happening it's really nerve wracking.
also, it's what is attached to the noise that bothers me, and that's where I might not be being fair to them. one of my first impressions of them was when one of the boys family was over helping him move, and they were having breakfast and their stupid little dog ran out the front door when I opened it (and I had to pretend to care "oh no, your dog got out! do something!") and the boy came out in his boxer shorts and beastie boys t-shirt to bring it back, and I was just struck by that image of pedestrian surburban life that depresses me to no end and of which I really did not want to have to be subjected to glimpses of. so im doubly resentful that the people who are annoying me are people whose lifestyles I loathe, and who im continually astounded and annoyed to find exist in the same realm as I do.
I guess im glad it happened the way it did, by my involving the manager, because now at least they know if I request that they stop making noise or whatever that they're not complying as a favour to me, but as a favour to themselves (so that they don't get kicked out).