MY ROOMMATE IS COOLER THAN YOURS
So last night, like many many nights before, our super young hippy neighbors woke Kate up long after she went to sleep (the girl gets up at 6 am daily for work). Now, not only are they loud and obnoxious, but there are like, 6 or 7 of them living in one little apartment, AND they deal drugs - we know it - it's pretty obvious. Anyways, Kate has gone over to their place at least 5 times since they moved in about a month ago to ask them to keep it down. She is always calm, polite and mellow - just asking them to please keep it down, she works early, blah blah... Clearly they have not gotten the message, until last night.
At 1:50 am Kate knocks on my door thinking I am awake as my light is on (I had fallen asleep with it on). She asks me to go over to their apartment with her for moral support as she talks to them. I get up, groggy, and walk across the little lawn and walkway to their door (which is about 50 feet from Kate's window). She knocks, someone inside YELLS 'go the fuck away' then laughs, and another kid answers the door. This is the conversation:
NEIGHBOR: Hey.
KATE: Hi - do you live here?
NEIGHBOR: Yeah...
KATE: So here's the deal. You are loud. You are always really loud, and you keep me up almost every night, or you wake me up in the middle of the night with your yelling and your music. You kept me up until after 2:30 am last night. I have come to you guys in person at least 5 times recently and asked you to keep it down. I feel like I have come to you with courtesy and respect, and you are clearly not extending that to me. So, I have a new idea. I know you sell drugs - everyone knows you do. And the next time I hear even ONE thing from you guys, I am not only calling the Leasing office, but I am calling the cops. So I hope that's enough encentive for you to shut up.
The dude looks like he just got caught red-handed and can barely even say 'okay' as Kate and I glare at him and turn around to walk down the stairs and back to our apartment. We didn't hear another thing from them all night.
With a threatening speech like that- one that got results (at least for now)- my roommate is much cooler than any other roommate. I win.
At 1:50 am Kate knocks on my door thinking I am awake as my light is on (I had fallen asleep with it on). She asks me to go over to their apartment with her for moral support as she talks to them. I get up, groggy, and walk across the little lawn and walkway to their door (which is about 50 feet from Kate's window). She knocks, someone inside YELLS 'go the fuck away' then laughs, and another kid answers the door. This is the conversation:
NEIGHBOR: Hey.
KATE: Hi - do you live here?
NEIGHBOR: Yeah...
KATE: So here's the deal. You are loud. You are always really loud, and you keep me up almost every night, or you wake me up in the middle of the night with your yelling and your music. You kept me up until after 2:30 am last night. I have come to you guys in person at least 5 times recently and asked you to keep it down. I feel like I have come to you with courtesy and respect, and you are clearly not extending that to me. So, I have a new idea. I know you sell drugs - everyone knows you do. And the next time I hear even ONE thing from you guys, I am not only calling the Leasing office, but I am calling the cops. So I hope that's enough encentive for you to shut up.
The dude looks like he just got caught red-handed and can barely even say 'okay' as Kate and I glare at him and turn around to walk down the stairs and back to our apartment. We didn't hear another thing from them all night.
With a threatening speech like that- one that got results (at least for now)- my roommate is much cooler than any other roommate. I win.