uuuuuggggg fuck that mofo
I did not sleep last night. Or I did but I can't remember any of it, because sometime between 2am and 4am my mother called the police on the downstairs neighbor. Sure he deserved it for blasting his music and shaking the building with his fucking sub woofer, but to be honest I didn't hear any of it.... because I sleep like a rock.
And yet the sound of my mother talking to the police on the phone woke me up and I probably was up for at least 45 minutes following that and having to deal with the sound of the mofo's door slamming, the police talking outside and my mother stalking around the apartment like a mad women.
And geeeeeeeeeeeeez... then the mofo has the nerve to run up the stairs and knock on the door at 7am when I'm trying to sleep and start yelling at my mom right outside the front door, alleging that she called him "nigger" and saying that she "is disturbing my peace, when I'm trying to live my life"...
Then he has the nerve to say that our parrots keep him up at night. Fucking bullshit! Our parrots naturally go to sleep before 8pm every night. Mofo is full of himself.
He's all like "Stop callin' the fuckin' poe-lease on me about some damn music that I wasn' even playin'!"
And mom is all like "So you're saying that I'm imagining it? That I must be crazy? Oh I guess I'll just go check myself into the mental hospital right now and save you some grief."
And he's all like "Fuck woman, what the fuck is wrong wit you? I pay ma rent every fuckin' month in dis shithole, an' you have the nerve ta call the fuckin' poe-lease on me? Daaamn."
And my mom is all like "So what I live here for free? I'm not entitled to MY peace of mind and comfort?"
And he's all like "Fuck dis shit." And then he slammed the door... again.
Mofo needs to move out if he has issue with us. We've been here a longer than he has. He lives downstairs... he can easily move his shit to the vacant apartment next door or to somewhere else in the complex. Or he can just be a real man and get a fucking job and save some fucking money instead of spending it on weed, and move the fuck out!
Goodness.
TL;DR version: Seth didn't sleep last night because her neighbor was acting like a selfish child... again.
And yet the sound of my mother talking to the police on the phone woke me up and I probably was up for at least 45 minutes following that and having to deal with the sound of the mofo's door slamming, the police talking outside and my mother stalking around the apartment like a mad women.
And geeeeeeeeeeeeez... then the mofo has the nerve to run up the stairs and knock on the door at 7am when I'm trying to sleep and start yelling at my mom right outside the front door, alleging that she called him "nigger" and saying that she "is disturbing my peace, when I'm trying to live my life"...
Then he has the nerve to say that our parrots keep him up at night. Fucking bullshit! Our parrots naturally go to sleep before 8pm every night. Mofo is full of himself.
He's all like "Stop callin' the fuckin' poe-lease on me about some damn music that I wasn' even playin'!"
And mom is all like "So you're saying that I'm imagining it? That I must be crazy? Oh I guess I'll just go check myself into the mental hospital right now and save you some grief."
And he's all like "Fuck woman, what the fuck is wrong wit you? I pay ma rent every fuckin' month in dis shithole, an' you have the nerve ta call the fuckin' poe-lease on me? Daaamn."
And my mom is all like "So what I live here for free? I'm not entitled to MY peace of mind and comfort?"
And he's all like "Fuck dis shit." And then he slammed the door... again.
Mofo needs to move out if he has issue with us. We've been here a longer than he has. He lives downstairs... he can easily move his shit to the vacant apartment next door or to somewhere else in the complex. Or he can just be a real man and get a fucking job and save some fucking money instead of spending it on weed, and move the fuck out!
Goodness.
TL;DR version: Seth didn't sleep last night because her neighbor was acting like a selfish child... again.