Bad sound insulation in apartment buildings.

I have a cat. The former owners called him Tarakan, I call him just a Cat, in the house and without him there are plenty of cockroaches. It happens that this naked face unnoticedly fits, sits down, looks at me for a couple of minutes, realizing that I am not paying attention to him, sits on his back legs. This means that the next action of the cat will jump me on the knees, which can cause trouble, for example, when in the hands of a cup of hot coffee. The cat quickly understood that if I, when I noticed the readiness to jump, cried out loudly, "Sit, cat!", it means I am not in the mood for him, and it is better to sit two meters away from me, so that I do not get the foot. “Sit the cat!“Loud and sharp. With the particular persistence of the cat and my bad mood, this is supplemented by some kind of “C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C”. I don’t like the pronunciation of the letter “c.”

Not so long ago, a Mongolian businessman took the apartment upstairs. The Russian speaker. A person is quiet, imperceptible, except for the characteristic appearance. A couple of times passed by, not paying attention to each other, today I encountered him in the elevator. Mongol, realizing that I am on the floor below him, asked if I don't know who lives in the apartment N. I am high on him, literally (he doesn't get my head to the neck): "Well, I live there, and what?" Why are you constantly mocking me? And who told you what my name was?"After a brief confusion, the mood rose in both. It turned out that the Mongol's name was Sidicot. Here he perceived my cries to the cat, well heard through the ceiling.