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OOooh I can't help but think of my old neighbor in Paris. I used to live in this rough-looking but actually sweet neighborhood, just over an old lady with a serious case of "I have nothing going on in my life other than making yours hell". Everytime I had a party I would leave a message on the staircase so that neighbors would know, show up maybe and so that they'd be cool, and unfailingly the old lady would come up the next morning and be all on my case about the noise. Until that time when I forgot putting up the message and proceeded to have a seriously out of control party. You can probably guess what didn't happen the next morning. Also yeah, she would accuse me of moving furniture at 3am every so often, and the realtor bothered me a couple of times until they realize she was cray cray. The weirdest moment was one day when I had a gf who had stayed overnight for the first time. At 5h03am no joke the neighbor starts pounding on my door, and when I open the door with murder in my eyes she's like "The flag haging from your window just fell to the street!". I only answered with a dirty look, because honesty, what do you tell someone that loving crazy, someone with so little to do? The fun part was coming back to bed swearing like a sailor and falling asleep without hearing the girlfriend ask what was wrong. That must have been so weird from her PoV. Eks dee.
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