Things Zingerellas Dislike, part umpty-leven
Overhearing screaming fights through walls.
First it was shouty neighbour. Now it's the landlord and landlady, through the kitchen wall (the landlord's office is an extension on our house-with its own separate entrance and all, it's not like he walks through the kitchen on his way to work each day).
I went down to make a cup of tea, and she was shouting. She left and slammed the door, and he screamed out "FUUUCK YOOOU!" I ducked so she wouldn't see me through the kitchen window as she drove past. I don't know why I did that. I didn't want them knowing I'd witnessed their anger, which is kind of odd, because if they didn't want people to witness, maybe conducting their argument at top volume wasn't the best strategy. But I assumed they'd not thought of that, and thought their fight was some sort of private. Walls, even thin ones, do provide a sense of privacy, which is often incorrect, as anyone who's ever conducted private affairs in a tent has learned.
I do not like overhearing other people's personal business. I find arguments, especially heated ones, extremely uncomfortable (I guess most people do). I'm always waiting for the moment shouting turns to physical violence, ready to call 9-1-1. Then, when I encounter the people I've overheard, later, all I can think of is the things they said in the heat of anger. My view of them has changed, and it now includes this angry, shouty, not-very-rational person
It's weird. Prior to moving here, we lived in the Eyrie, and our downstairs neighbours, when they weren't smoking the foulest pot imaginable, had pretty regular screaming fights, at least one of which turned physical. Now shouty neighbour, and FUUUCKYOOOOU landlord. Perhaps this kind of noisy disagreement is actually common, and I'm just weird? (Of course, now that I've been all judgemental in this post, people aren't exactly going to cop to screaming at their partners or members of their household, or their dogs, I guess.) Still, I am wondering whether I am just really unfortunate in my neighbours.
It's puzzling.
First it was shouty neighbour. Now it's the landlord and landlady, through the kitchen wall (the landlord's office is an extension on our house-with its own separate entrance and all, it's not like he walks through the kitchen on his way to work each day).
I went down to make a cup of tea, and she was shouting. She left and slammed the door, and he screamed out "FUUUCK YOOOU!" I ducked so she wouldn't see me through the kitchen window as she drove past. I don't know why I did that. I didn't want them knowing I'd witnessed their anger, which is kind of odd, because if they didn't want people to witness, maybe conducting their argument at top volume wasn't the best strategy. But I assumed they'd not thought of that, and thought their fight was some sort of private. Walls, even thin ones, do provide a sense of privacy, which is often incorrect, as anyone who's ever conducted private affairs in a tent has learned.
I do not like overhearing other people's personal business. I find arguments, especially heated ones, extremely uncomfortable (I guess most people do). I'm always waiting for the moment shouting turns to physical violence, ready to call 9-1-1. Then, when I encounter the people I've overheard, later, all I can think of is the things they said in the heat of anger. My view of them has changed, and it now includes this angry, shouty, not-very-rational person
It's weird. Prior to moving here, we lived in the Eyrie, and our downstairs neighbours, when they weren't smoking the foulest pot imaginable, had pretty regular screaming fights, at least one of which turned physical. Now shouty neighbour, and FUUUCKYOOOOU landlord. Perhaps this kind of noisy disagreement is actually common, and I'm just weird? (Of course, now that I've been all judgemental in this post, people aren't exactly going to cop to screaming at their partners or members of their household, or their dogs, I guess.) Still, I am wondering whether I am just really unfortunate in my neighbours.
It's puzzling.