POSTED BY LauraFries.com IN About Me @ March 31, 2005 - 12:33 am
OK, this does it. The ANGRY Neighbors really really suck. They called the cops AGAIN. This time, two cars showed up. The same nice cop knocked on my door.
I asked him if the music was loud; he said it wasn’t, but he wasn’t sure if it was the packing or the music that was irritating my neighbors. WHAT? I’ve been sending emails and blogging; and I just don’t type that loud.
He told me that if they called again, he would have to issue a citation — that if his sarge saw that he’d been called out to the same address three times, he would have to give me a ticket. What? This is so unfair. I swear, those people — and granted I have only lived underneath them for three days; make a huge racket; they’ve been harassing me even though they knew I was moving out in three days; they had a huge fight in the middle of the street last night (after they called the cops on me last night) and they clomp around and wake me up at 7 a.m.
Now I’m so frustrated that I want to go empty the remains of my fridge on that car of theirs, or write them a sassy note or something. But I’m sitting, quietly, in my apartment blogging about it, because I’m not the disorderly type. I can’t believe I was told to turn off the stereo in my own apartment because of a cop and a bunch of fools. My only consolation is that they are having as bad of a night as me.
I turned off my stereo, and now I am playing my iTunes on my Powerbook, at half mast. Let’s see if I get arrested.
p.s. And really, wouldn’t you be afraid to piss off someone that you knew was leaving the state the next day? Wouldn’t you worry just a little bit that they might take the cheeses that had been rotting in the back of the fridge since January and perhaps smear them under the handle of your car door?
October 6, 2005 @ 10:51 pm
Thomas
Rat bastards. A good form of trickery is to find a magazine with one of those consumer information cards (“If you’d like material from our advertisers, check the appropriate box.”) I did this once to a friend of mine, checking every single box–there was a total of about 100–and then mailed it in with his address.
Needless to say, his dad was really pissed at him; for weeks they received stacks of catalogs and junk mail every day. Add to the fact that his son was receiving letters addressed to the CEO of a Trampoline Company, and that he was now a Rabbi. The glorious company option on a mail-in cards…what a beautiful world.
Try it.
Or, is it illegal to slide porn under a door? Stick a wad of chewed gum on the underside of their door handle?
October 6, 2005 @ 10:52 pm
larry
So, wtf is with the angry neighbors? You better break a window or something before you leave; maybe go upstairs and ask to use their bathroom and stick a piece of spoiled fish in the toliet tank or something. Oh! You can totally call a tow truck on them–say that their car has been illegally parked for the last few days and it’s blocking your parking space or something. I’ve always wanted to do that to someone. But seriously, three cop calls? That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard, especially since these aren’t some cranky old people.
October 6, 2005 @ 10:53 pm
Arin
Not that I didn’t already voice my support before, but I concur with all of the above. They are officially insane. And you should TOTALLY leave something stinky somewhere where they’ll never be able to find it.
Or, better yet, YOU should call the cops on them – when you’re in Atlanta. Look up the local phone number for your friendly TPD before you leave, and then let ‘er rip. Use a pay phone, of course. But you’ve heard them argue enough to use that as a reason to get the PD to tell them to “simmah down nah.”