So for the past three nights, the youngest lad that lives here (he's like... 16) has had 10+ people over all night, stomping up and down the stairs repeatedly. Tonight I told him there better not be any fucking noise tonight, since I have to work early. He told me "oh yeah, there won't be any noise, I promise."
Literally 3:00 in the morning, I faintly hear "let me in" from outside and banging on the door. I know it's not someone here for me, so I ignore it. This goes on for ten minutes. Then I hear a basketball being thrown against the side of the house, repeatedly, until it hits my bedroom window with such force that it was lucky it didn't shatter.
It was one of the young lad's shithead friends who wanted in to get his PS4. I fucking lost my shit.
Suffice it to say, come morning I'm gonna put the boots to someone. Unlike these fucking jobless teenage bums, I have a job I need to get up for. Not impressed.