Moving day
Posted on May 12, 2006 | Filed Under The Apartment
Yay! Angry neighbor man is moving out! Hallejuhah (or however you spell it!)
No more angry yelling! No more blaring of Cher’s greatest hits! One less small dog living near us!
Ahhh silence…until the other yippy dog starts barking at least.
~L
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2 Responses to “Moving day”
I know how you feel. I had this crazy-ass family living directly above me in my building. Here’s a short list of what I put up with:
1. Husband comes home at 6 am drunk trying to get into my apartment because he can’t count floors. TWICE. Scared me to death.
2. Late, loud parties with people singing and dancing. When we’re not allowed loud parties in the building. The building manager had to call the police because they wouldn’t stop the party.
3. Left toddlers and children home alone, no babysitters, nothing. The kids were making a racket, which is why they got caught.
I was going to move out over this, but luckily they left, and it’s been fine every since.
Congrats on losing your crappy neighbour.
Yah, the trouble is we still have Crazy Old Lady across the hall and Man Who Renovates his Apartment Three Nails at a Time upstairs.