( My range opens until 10 at night, 7 days a week. )
I don't mind the next stall neighbor as long as they are hitting balls. What makes me wince is when bunch of people are drunk and talking loud/laughing/swearing between their shots. I.e, I go to a range to hit balls and there is a beer party, especially on weekend night. You can hear all their intimate conversations - yeah, I screw that girl in high school, my in-law has croaked and left my wife a house, etc..
Yes! That and the fact that there are 8 of them, all with a bay each and their clubs in their individual bays but they're gathered around a single bay for an hour trying out one of their new drivers while others are queuing to use bays.