I believe you. Many years ago, I lived in a city neighborhood. One day (IIRC, it was late afternoon), two police officers knocked on my apartment door and said a neighbor complained that my TV was too loud. Did the police ever come out when my car was broken into? Oh, no, they had no time for that. But, they came out over my TV volume. lol
I never minded those kinds of noises myself, and I like the sound of large parties. Wherever I’ve lived, I’ve always felt comfortable and safe whenever a neighbor had a loud party, even late into the night, as long as it sounded like a happy event with laughing and talking and music. Those kinds of sounds never kept me awake or bothered me at all.
But, in that city neighborhood many years ago, there was one night when a noise drove me crazy, and I tried to take matters into my own hands. A store alarm went off, blaring into my bedroom window the whole night. You couldn’t escape the sound anywhere in the apartment. Pure torture. I couldn’t sleep or hear myself think, and I had 12 hours of school and work the next day. I called 911 multiple times. Finally, 911 said the store owner refused to come out and shut it off, and they said the police could do nothing about it. By that time, it was about 3AM, and I was willing to go to jail. Unfortunately, not even hitting that alarm with a brick would stop it. I like the sound of big, happy parties, but I can’t tolerate a burglar alarm for hours and hours.
OMG, that’s a horrible story!