Last night, somewhere around the neighborhood of 2:45A.M., while I was fast asleep and deeply dreaming, there were sudden screams, shouts, YELLS coming from outside in the parking lot (note to self: do not get an apartment whose bedroom window opens over the parking lot ever again).
Startled, heart racing, I went to the window to make sure no one was getting shot. I did this A. because people getting shot might require me to call the Police again and B. because people getting shot might give me reasonable cause to break my lease without penalty.
I cautiously peeked through the blinds and watched the scene unfold before me:
There are two individuals in the parking lot yelling: the first is a man and I cannot see him clearly. He is the less loud of the two. The second is a woman and I can’t help but see her clearly, as she is very large, very red and screaming very loud. She gets in her car and screeches around rows of cars, coming to a stop only inches from the front of his car, which is parked in the middle of the drive. She gets out again and starts screaming. Until a third player enters the scene:
A man, rather large himself, is walking to his Very Sketchy Van. He turns to Totally Insane 300 Pound Woman and says something to her. Presumably: shut up, get out of here, I’ll call the cops, you’re an idiot or something along those lines.
She is still very red. She gets back into her car, throws it jerkily into reverse and tears off through the parking lot.
No one was shot. Which probably means I’m still stuck in this proverbial Hell Hole.
if you get a sniper rifle, you can shoot someone next time. you will be unseen and no one will suspect you, and then you will be free to break your lease without penalty.
on a serious note though. that sucks. i feel your pain. i used to have to wear ear plugs to bed in the one apartment that i had because the cops did nothing to squelch the noise.
I can’t believe this is an ongoing issue for you. I’m sorry
You can move in with me. The most noise I ever hear is sometimes the neighbor on the north side has pizza delivered and I hear him open the door and talk to the delivery guy. I don’t think there’s anyone else even living on this floor.
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