That's what I say everytime my upstairs neighbor turns on her vacuum cleaner. Which is like five times a day. Sometimes as early as 7 a.m. It's not even 11 a.m. yet and I've already heard her run it three times this morning. I keep wondering, does her dog shed that much or is she just OCD?
UPDATE: In the 1 hour and 15 minutes since I made this post, she has run the vacuum four more times. Four. More. Times. In 75 minutes. I would also like to point out that her apartment, like mine, is on the low side of 600 square feet, less than half of which is carpeted.