I hooked up my trusty old Logitech speakers to see if they still worked. They did, so I booted a game and sheepishly turned the volume way down in fear of annoying my neighbors, immediately remembering why I had these stuffed in a closet for almost 10 years.
Even if I lived in a soundproof house in the middle of nowhere I’d still be self-conscious enough to just use headphones instead 
This sounds like a result of childhood abuse, ngl.
Some people don’t have courtesy to their neighbors, and some do but still feel permitted to use sound. The people who don’t feel permitted to broadcast sound even in the privacy of their own homes (myself included) are a small minority.
Word. Slamming the noise when I got out of my bad house was a joy. I was conscientious of my neighbors but many times as a young adult I realized I didn’t have to be silent anymore. I eventually trained myself to make noise when I walked around bc I kept spooking people. Having a 6+ foot tall man appear behind you is apparently very disconcerting.
I’m almost forty and still have trouble remember to make sound when I walk around other people. Some childhood survival skills never go away.
Me too. People say “you scared the shit out of me” a couple times a month, and I’m usually not trying.
I had a roommate who almost requested that I wear a bell around my neck.
the only good scene from it follows
Oh. huh