I don't think it's worse than being cooped up with a crazy neighbor on the floor above who, from 7 AM and all day long, shrieks at either her kids or her husband so loudly that you wonder where she even gets that much energy.
How good it is that I live in a Khrushchevka with more or less tolerable soundproofing. Although I still don't rule out that sometimes, during the daytime, I might be that very neighbor for someone...

