The people living underneath me are the most rude, horrible people ever. Never smile or say hello. They had been living there all of about a week when my ex husband came over to collect our kids. He made yet another attempt to convince me to get back together with him (it’s never happening) and when I told him no he screamed abuse at me and put his fist thru our security door. Yea, he’s good like that 🙄. So anyway, instead of asking if I was ok or doing anything a normal pleasant person might do, they gave me less than 24 hours before they started leaving nasty notes about the need to get it fixed and clean up the blood. Yeah good on you guys, bullying a domestic violence victim. Classy. So anyway, just the other morning I was sitting on my balcony when I realised I was going to be sick. I jumped up and leaned over the balcony, and not until I was done did I notice the load of clean washing on their line, directly under me. Oops. Lol I can’t say I felt that bad, it actually made throwing up not so awful cos the whole thing was just so funny 😂