Two Truths and a Lie

I've got a final tomorrow, which I mentioned to my neighbor below a few days ago. Tonight he was blaring his music (note: he's in his 40s and acts like a college freshman) down below. I tried to tolerate it, but I got frustrated and stomped on the floor. A few minutes later he showed up at my door angry because it disturbed him. This made me even more mad, so I started to yell at him. He yelled back a little more and told me that he didn't appreciate my stomping. Of course, I yelled that I didn't appreciate the bass coming from his "vacumn-tube" speakers. Eventually I shut the door on him and packed my stuff to go elsewhere to study.