Wow, my neighbor really needs to move back to Des Moines or whatever, like, yesterday. She woke me up at 3:00 this morning because my stereo was too loud. Now, I like to listen to music while I fall asleep, but I’m pretty good about keeping the volume down. As a result, I had the volume down so low that it was probably on par with, say, a conversation in a normal tone of voice. Also, my building is elevendy-hundred years old and has old-school two-foot-thick walls.
I should have known this would be a problem when I met her and she complained that the club downstairs is too loud … on Saturday nights. Dude. Why are you in New York? Seriously. Personally, I am not paying this much money for the peace and quiet, I’ll tell you that.
Anyway, I shut my stereo off and no big deal. However, I’ll probably say something to her the next time her poor tortured dog (big dogs + small spaces = not good) starts crying or she leaves her TV on for sixteen days straight at top volume.
There’s really no reason to pick on Des Moines…why not Tulsa? At least Des Moines has more than one decent book store.
I’m such an awesome neighbor. I never complain about music or loud noises or anything. I guess it’s either not that loud or it just doesn’t bother me that much.
Bev,
We all secretly hate you.
– Your Neighbors
I just got three of my neighbors evicted, so I’m behind ya all the way. Passive-aggressiveness is fun fun fun!
If book stores were a viable way to state the non-pick-on-ish-ness of a city than Corvallis, Oregon is a budding metropolis (come on down we’ll give you some grain, a tractor and a self help book on growing grass seed!)