morning rant

Part two in an indefinite-part series: the utter rudeness of the new person living next door to me.

I’ve lived here for a year and a half and no one has EVER woken me up out of a sound sleep. That’s because once I get to sleep, I sleep the sleep of the dead. Unless, of course, there is some loud, repeated noise for an extended period of time fairly near my head.

Last night, it was a new big happy fun project to set off the smoke detector. Seventeen times. Within fifteen minutes. After ten in the evening. Instead of letting his new big happy fun neighbor sleep.

This morning, it is a new big happy fun project to break down boxes. Outside on the deck. At quarter to eight. Instead of letting his new big happy fun neighbor sleep.

So yes, you are right, Davmoo: it’s not just instant messaging. As far as I can tell, it’s the whole universe just this second. I’m pre-coffee, post-insomnia so I am attempting to curb many snotty impulses, the least of which is walking outside with the squirt-bottle I use to train Zen … and soaking the guy in the face. Bad neighbor! BAD!

Regarding my last rant, thanks for all your comments. You all made me feel so much better about being so annoyed. But I can’t take credit for “bobs your balaban”; I tried to give the proper attribution in the HTML but failed. So here it is: Peter, your world’s lamest catch-phrase candidate has made me the most popular girl in school. That makes you extra swell in my book!

Gotta go. Another new big happy fun project has begun: ironing plastic bags by flamenco dancing on them! Where’s that squirt-bottle?

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Posted on 4 May 2004 in Diary
  • monkeymind

    BAD NEIGHBOR! BAD!

  • http://www.livejournal.com/users/nayad nayad

    not to mock your pain or anything, but reading your rant made me think that if this were the beginning of a romantic comedy, by the end you would be madly in love with your new neighbor. ;)

    but definitely squirt him anyway!

  • http://redted.us/diary Ted K.

    Has he unpacked the stereo yet?

    Once when I was living next to a frat house I had to go into someone’s room at 3:00am to turn off music that could be heard for about a mile around. The lad was not around at the time – he had just left it running.

    And to think, that lad is probably now off being a lawyer somewhere.

  • TallBob51

    Hats off to another fabulous rant.

    But why are you acting like Job is close relative?
    Patience is a virtue, but only when dealing with decent human beings.
    This troglodyte isn’t in that class.

    Water would be too kind, playing “Funk #49″ at the appropriate
    ear splitting level at the obvious obscene hour would get his attention. (maybe!)

    Of course setting your alarm clock for 5am on some weekend you have departed might just do it.

  • Earl

    In all fairness I think that you should admit that if you had been paying homage to a new big happy fun neighbor by sacrificing a live goat over an open pyre in your studio apartment, your smoke alarm would probably go off seventeen times, too! You should be grateful that he had the consideration to gag the goat.