You know what the best thing about coming home is?
Coming home to my actual home. Not an apartment. My very own home.
I really, really like being a homeowner. I love my condo. Hell, I even like having to put the garbage can inside garage. No more dumpsters. No more noisy neighbors. No more boom boxes shaking the walls as they drive through the parking lot at 2 a.m.
Just quiet. And home.
I’m new to your site. In what city are you? (If you care to reveal it)
Comment by Pete Drum — 10/07/2008 @ 7:42 pm
Never mind, I should have read your profile before asking.
Comment by Pete Drum — 10/07/2008 @ 7:46 pm
Especially the not having to endure subwoofers. The guy with the immensely powerful stereo system, torqued with ultimate-wattage subwoofers, always uses your apartment as an additional echo chamber to increase his listening pleasure. As he (it’s always a he) always says, “I like it loud.”
Comment by Joseph T Major — 10/07/2008 @ 9:16 pm
The only slightly hopeful thing about that, Joseph, is that I read loud, bass-driven music lowers motility. So besides going deaf, these young men are going sterile.
One can only hope.
Comment by Meryl Yourish — 10/07/2008 @ 10:25 pm
Wait until you decide to change a toilet seat, or paint a wall, or need to fix a drain, and realize: “Hey, I don’t have to call anybody, I can just DO IT!”
I lived in an Apartment with loud neighbors, after one of their loud parties until 3 AM, I knocked on their door LOUDLY at 6 AM until someone answered, then asked them very politely if they could be more quiet at night because people were trying to sleep…
If I owned an Apartment building, I’d insist on having electrical switches that I could access…
Robert
Comment by Robert — 10/07/2008 @ 11:05 pm
When I lived in an apartment under obnoxiously loud partiers, I waited until Sunday mid-morning, about 930am, to put my speakers up to the ceiling for payback.
I now manage apartment buildings. I tell tenants to call the police on the loud partiers so that there is a complaint trail usable in an eviction, if that becomes necessary.
chsw
Comment by chsw — 10/08/2008 @ 12:02 am
That’s not good, considering Yom Kippur is closing on. Repent! Forsake the earthly possessions, give your house away to the poor, you car to the needy, your cats to the shelter. Go to the mountains. Whatever.
I am hoarding snacks for the day, meanwhile…
Comment by SnoopyTheGoon — 10/08/2008 @ 4:41 am
Snoopy, are you talking Jews or those creepy Armageddonists? I’ve never heard of Jews giving up their possessions in repentance. Not in modern times, anyway.
Comment by Meryl Yourish — 10/08/2008 @ 8:25 am
AND you now have a great place to put your TV.
Comment by Bert — 10/08/2008 @ 11:30 am
I am talking the usual guilt attack I suffer on this special day. Before dinner, that is.
Comment by SnoopyTheGoon — 10/08/2008 @ 11:44 am