Apparently, sound carries through the ventilation ducts in our apartment building.
The downstairs neighbor — on the other side of the building — has had “All I Want For Christmas is You” from the Love Actually soundtrack playing on repeat…
For.
Six.
Hours.
It’s most clear in our bathroom, but it can be heard throughout our apartment. I’m actually lucky that I had a three-hour training meeting tonight…Prairie’s actually been here all evening (hiding in the bedroom with all the connecting doors closed and watching TV has been saving her sanity).
I just called the landlords and let them know. “Oh, you’re kidding!” Heh. Our best guess (I tried knocking on their door) is that they’re not home, and left a clock radio alarm on or something.
Whatever it was, it looks like the landlords just got in — it finally stopped.
Six.
Hours.
Bless our landlords, for they make Christmas stop.