Now I must first mention that these gripes are in no particular order, though they could be a particular gripe that I suffered with during the posting day. Yes you can “suffer” with a gripe much like with a disease. It gets inside you, feeds on your nerves and eats at your core bearings. You cannot truly be free of the disease unless you cure yourself (or simply leave the area in which the asinine gripe is occurring) and vent. Yes, venting is therapy–that’s what therapists are paid the big bucks for—to listen to you GRIPE. That’s all it is really…….now on to the Nasty Neighbors!!
Loud music: why? Do people perpetually need to feel as though they are in a rave club, even at 2 in the afternoon or 3 in the morning? Really? Does each ear need a hearing aid but you cannot afford them so you insist on “sharing” your music with a 5 block radius? Lets just eliminate these two possibilities by pointing out that most people do not go to rave clubs (and even those who do tend not to try to deafen people daily) and that most people requiring TWO hearing aids are either very old or resigned to their unfortunate lack of hearing and know that the rest of the world does not need hearing aids and therefore should not torture the rest of us with their music. The possibility that these individuals may in fact need hearing aids can also be dispelled by the fact that it is usually some hooligan who is young. Young, stupid, inconsiderate, asinine, retarded and under the apparent delusion that he/she is somehow “cool” for acting deaf. Let me just tell these idiots something really quickly: you are not cool for blasting your music, you are in fact more likely than not, simply a no-good SOB with the IQ of a flea. Harsh? I think not. You see, I’ve had the unfortunate luck to be able to analyze these individuals day in and day out for some time now.
Neighbors who blast music. Now I love music, do not get me wrong, I really do. Rock, country, pop, oldies and anything in between. But I do not “share” my music with the entire neighborhood. I have neighbors on every side of me that insist that I enjoy their music as much as they do. No, I do not enjoy the rattling of the walls, bass beat that could cause anyone to go insane or the inability to sleep at 3am because they want to “share”. Not to mention the fact that we clearly do not see eye-to-eye on the choice of music ( I won’t even get into that). Oh, and I do not live in an apartment, I live in a detached, single family home. So, yeah, that’s how loud the music is. One time a bass beat was so aggravating and absurdly loud that I knew it had to be right next door. It turned out that the music was coming from a truck parked SIX houses away. SIX HOUSES AWAY!!! Music, yet again blasted from a vehicle….that wasn’t even moving. I don’t get it. I truly don’t get it. All I know is that from my experience those who blast music from their homes are not deaf nor do they have no concept of volume they are just simply: inconsiderate, idiotic, lacking class and yes, you guessed it, most likely hooligans and surviving on a flea’s brain. I should feel sorry for them, but all I feel sorry for is myself and anyone living under similar circumstances. Good luck to us all!
1001 Gripes and Other Meanderings 