” If you loke it so much, why not put it under your ceiling fan in your living room?"A brilliant idea, and no, that’s not a typo, they wrote “loke”.
I agreed that it was ridiculous, and I don’t think Scott and Marlina took it down, but maybe they did… I can’t remember.
I live in an apartment, in which my bedroom window faces out towards the next building. There’s a neighbor about 40 feet from me that has a big ass Wind chime on their balcony. (about the size of the one picture here...)
When the wind kicks into gear, which has been frequent this fall, that sucker wakes me up, and forces me t grab a 2nd pillow to put over my head. I hate it. I really really hate it.
I just ran 18.5 miles (a new record for me, by the way) and I REALLY want to take a nap right now, so I'm awake for the Vince Young show at Noon CST, but guess what, the ****ing wind chime is driving me crazy.
When I lived in Cedar Park, our neighbor behind our house had a dog that would bark and whine all afternoon and nights. I’m really good at writing polite, but to the point letters, and so I left one at their doorstep one day with suggestions on how to appease their pup, and guess what, the very next night, we never heard their dog again. I’m thinking they chose my BBQ K9 chops suggestion, because I couldn’t even see the dog when peeking over the fence. (Kidding, I didn’t suggest bbq’ing it, I suggested a stew… kidding again)
What do I do here? I’ve tried to put up with it for 4 months now, and I’ve had enough.
It’s killing me, and I’m really not loking it one bit.
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Get drunk and steal it! Congrats on the run.
But they're on the third floor. I'd have to get real drunk to turn into Peter Parker.
I have access to a HUGE windchime (like taller than me) if you want to wage war, Mike!
I write to the point letters. I thought they were polite and considerate, but our next door neighbour hasn't spoken to us since I asked her to stop letting her dog stand in the back garden and bark for an hour each night at 2am.
She actively avoids us now - which I suppose is a good thing. The dog has at least shut up.
(this is Gordon btw, I can't be bothered signing out and back in)
Don't leave it to the apartment managers, they are crap and don't give a shit.
I suggest knocking on their door and having a civilised chat about it first. If you can't manage to catch them at home (like what happened with our neighbours dog) then leave a letter.
(This is actually Amanda this time).
I would totally kick their ass for you if you had agreed to join my posse when I was going to take on the 6'4" dude at Joe's on the last pub run. However, you opted to sit it out.
However, I am still a good friend (umm... acquaintance) so if you want me to go scare the shit out of them I will.
On a side note.... I say live with it. One option is to get some ear plugs for your naps. Charlie sleeps with ear plugs every night and doesn't hear a thing. Problem solved.
Ear plugs are for sissies. Confronting them either with notes or in person will not help either. Most likely they will do one of two things. Either A. be very nice and tell you they will take it down and then when you are gone have a good laugh with no intention of taking it down or B. They will describe sexual acts that you can do to yourself and then slam the door in your face.
And here is the real problem with confronting them: Once you do get real drunk and decide to shimmy up to their place, steal their white-trash emblem and replace it with a steamy, brown present on their balcony they will know exactly who did it. Right now you are no different than the hundreds of other people in your complex that hate them as well. You just have the balls to pull off this stunt. Or maybe you just have the $50 and a few bran muffins to give your friend Rabbit so he can take care of it for you.
I am a really good climber.
Like monkey.
But a Rabbit.
Did you like the three eithers right in a row? I did that for you.
Just smash it with a hammer and be done with it. If you are worried about offending them, wait til I get there. I don't mind offending random strangers :)
Happy day!!
Move out of community living and become a drag rat. I’ll respect you more for living on the street, and you’ll be mobile staying in a new location every night. Hell, maybe I’ll even come visit you and we’ll drink Danny Bonaduce style sitting on the curb, poring vodka into our half full cranberry juice containers.
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