Thursday, June 19th, 2003 | Author:

I swear to god, my neighbors walk around even more now that they know it irritates us. And riddle me this – how does one manage to walk (or more like stomp) around a one-bedroom apartment for hours on end with a sense of urgency? That’s exactly what it sounds like all the freakin time – like they are briskly walking from room to room grabbing things as if they’re running late going somewhere. Except they never seem to go anywhere. When I was home all day on Tuesday, they were too (at least one of them). Is it bad to wish bad things to happen to them? Like they get a bad case of botulism? Or I am able to ram my big red toothbrush up their nose, into their skull? Or are these perfectly normal feelings?

* Did you catch both movie references in there?

Category: House & Home
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4 Responses

  1. 1
    Carla 

    You’ve just described my neighbors. I know what you mean about the sounds. My neighbors never seen to sit down and just read or watch tv, they’re always doing something and making nice. After I’ve called her some harsh things and talked to management about her, we’re left to give each other evil glances when we see each other.

  2. 2
    Suzy 

    Our upstairs neighbor is like that, too. She seems to power walk everywhere in hard-soled shoes. She can stomp around up there for what seems like hours on end. I just don’t get it.

  3. 3
    tim 

    Okay, I’ve got a fairly large two bedroom, but I’m sure my downstairs neighbors think the same thing of me. Of course, what’s going on upstairs is that I’m pacing around the apartment (with a sense of urgency) saying to myself (repeatedly) “where am I going to hide this body!?!”

    Feel better now? :)

  4. 4
    Critter 

    Rude neighbors aren’t limited to the ones directly above your head.

    Our old apartment involved sharing a common wall in the bedroom…. Our neighbors were lazy SOBS who refused to turn off their alarm clock. No, they weren’t sleeping through it, they refused to turn it off. Someone was up and walking around at 6 am. Someone else was obviously still in bed. What, you can’t wake them up, yourself? TURN THE DAMN THING OFF!