I. HATE. PEOPLE.
Sometimes I wonder why I don’t live up in the woods, away from the masses. I am so incredibly tired of people. I’m tired of dealing with how rude people are. I am extremely tired of dealing with how thoughtless people are. And I’m the MOST tired of dealing with people who are just only care about themselves, not what is around them, people or otherwise.
Why the sudden rant for the hatred of the human world. I think after living in the Boston area for 8 years it’s really taking its toll on me. I am tired of the jaded people, pushing past, shoving on by. Or the people who don’t think (or, I should say, don’t CARE) how their actions effect those around them.
I cannot wait to own our house and not have to deal with people living in the same place. I cannot understand why we can’t seem to find decent neighbors. I am not kidding when I say the people downstairs wake E up daily. I have spoken with them. The landlord has spoken with them. No change. Now what?
I suppose when we do finally get a house, it will be even more appreciated. We’re hoping by the time E is 5. We shall see though.
I spoke too soon
Yesterday I wrote, or I suppose vented, about my high class downstairs neighbor. Well, Saturday night was quite the testament to that post. Around 8 last night A and I were watching some basketball and there was some hottin and hollerin from downstairs. Oh, well, they’re just watching a game was what we thought. You know, isolated incident. This was in addition to constant door slamming and running up and down the hallway. Well, three hours later and not any quieting down (if possibly worse), I finally went down and no sooner did I step out the front door and there were two ’strangers’ standing there, drinking (obviously intoxicated) and smoking. I asked them to keep things down as they had awoken my baby several times-they apologized and when I went to knock on the door to ask *he who shall remain namelss* to be quiet, they said they’d talk to him.
It bothers me to no end that people are like this, but what makes it so much worse is the fact that there were kids in the house too while all this was going on. I cannot imagine inviting friends over and getting drunk while E was around…save it for when he’s not there, visiting the g-rents.
So, yea, pretty crappy weekend, pretty crappy neighbor.
honestly?
So, we’ve been in our new pad for a couple of weeks…and I had such high expectations, FINALLY living on the top floor. I thought life would be peachy keen, no more crazy loud neighbors thumping around, no more worrying what time they went to bed and got up in the morning.
All this wonderful anticipation for nothing. Our new neighbor downstairs is a serious basket case. He keeps somewhat normal hours, but when he’s there (which seems to be all day, every day-didn’t I tell you, people do NOT work!) he’s constantly making noise. Slamming doors so loudly you wonder how he does it, banging around pots and pans for minutes at a time, talking, well yelling, into his phone or at his wife/girlfriend/babies’ mama. It’s a mess. I hate to be all judgmental, but he is some serious white trash. Random shit everywhere, all around our nice, spacious yard. We currently have a futon on our front yard. He walks around talking on his cell phone with a cigarette butt hanging out of his mouth. Any available space in the basement is taken up by him and his random shit. My first conversation with him he told me to make sure I am not leaving the lights on as it’s on his electric bill. Am I painting a clear picture? I was excited at the prospect of his having children and maybe FINALLY having an enjoyable neighbor. Ah…I guess that will never happen.
Our landlord has visited with him three times since we’ve been here, or at least three times that I have noticed. Maybe we’ll get lucky and he’ll kick him out. Doubtful, as we are never that lucky with neighbors.
Honestly, what is wrong with this world? I just want to have someone who is considerate as a neighbor. I feel like they are non-existent in this area, or maybe the world. Is my family the only family around that is actually aware of what they are doing and how it influences the people living in the same house? I suppose it could even be put into a larger picture with all the SUV’s driving around, all the people just consuming things non-stop, just because. Our world is a wacked out placed-I just hope for E’s sake it doesn’t get too wacky.
