Dear Jay from upstairs:
In the more than likely event that 1 of us will die before I ever get to express my gratitude for all the sunshine:angel2: you've brought into my life since you moved in upstairs, I have composed a list of all that I have to thank you for.
-thank you for blatantly staring at me while I was sunbathing on my deck as you were moving in last summer
That was sweet.:redpinkhe
-thanks for offering me that beer at 9:00 in the morning 1 day last summer & then asking me, "What? Don't you like to party?" when I turned it down:beercuphe
-thank you for moving yourself & your 3 teenage sons
into a 2 bedroom apartment
...this way I really don't know who
to blame when you leave your kids alone & they get into wrestling fights with their friends:smiley_ab , causing my ceiling to shake & pictures to fall off my walls. Or when they have their little drinking parties, or your 13 year old starts slamming his bedroom door over & over again. Kudos!
What a great way to save some cash! And the constant foot-traffic & "staircase races."...:Melody:to my ears!
-thank you for taking 10 min - a 1/2 hour every day to scream at your kids at the top of your lungs using every profanity in the book
. The fact that I can hear every single word really makes me feel like, well...part of the family:icon_hug: I especially enjoy your, "You're f***ing everything up!"
speech. Yeah, that 1 never seems to get old. I'm also a big fan of, "You gotta get with the program, son!"
Jay, you should be a motivational speaker.
-thank you for unhooking my dog's leash from my back porch that day when you mowed the lawn last summer:angryfire . I'm so sorry the annoying
neighbors next door brought him back
-thank you for storing your trash in our garage...I like scaring raccoons & squirrels out from under my car every morning.
Yeah, who needs the added hassle of leaving the trash in a trash can
in your apt until garbage day...You've got this one figured out!
-thank your drinking yourself to the point of violent vomiting that lasted almost an hour last week
That was, well, I'm not gonna lie Jay...that was entertaining
By the way, did it hurt when you finally just collapsed on the floor? Don't worry...it didn't take that long to re-shelve all the books that fell out of my bookcase.
-thank you for taking advantage of our 1 washer & dryer 7 days a week...it's been fun finding new & creative ways for me to get my
-thank you for inquiring as to how I pay my bills when you found out that I'm not working while I'm in school. That showed that concern...that you care
...and wasn't at all inappropriate.
-most of all Jay, I want to thank you for whatever role you played in the search & arrest of your 17 yr old a few months ago...how exciting to have the police scour our backyard with flashlights @ 3:00 in the morning! I felt just like we were on COPS!
But I gotta say - & our next door neighbors fully agree with me on this - the most exciting part of that night was having the police spotlight shone in our bedrooms! We never got that kind of excitement around here before you
So, for these reasons, & so many more, I say, "Thank you."
Thank you, Jay, for moving in upstairs from me.
Dec 7, '06
Oh been there, done that. I hope apartment life is over for me, forever. I feel for you. I remember, waking up to the lovely sound of some frat guys puking outside my bedroom window at 4 a.m. (my wonderful downstairs neighbors having one of their nearly everynight parties). And each dude had a stereo in his bedroom, all with different music, from Christina Aguilera to Eminem, playing til all hours of the morning. This was the garbage we put up with for 8 months while in our apartment, waiting for base housing, oh and there's more fun, folks......
Ummm, yea nice memories of the lady above us thought 5 a.m. was a great time to do her laundry and do aerobics, overhead. And who loved to play her own music in her bedroom til 11 or midnight.....(not to mention her very active bedroom life which we did NOT want to know about....oh yea, SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET).
Oh and the nice gentlemen across from me that housed about 150 reptiles of all shapes and sizes (including an alligator in a tub), oh that aroma was lovely in summertime (none of us had air con, so we got to smell that when our windows were open on 85 degree days). Nice guys, really, but OMG the stink......horrible. It mixed nicely with the hashish they smoked, I guess, to get past the odor of all those friendly little pets of theirs. Of course all of this was against the rules, but do you think the manager gave a rats behind? ya right. Just give him the rent and go away....speaking of the rent....
How about the dude catty-corner who never paid his rent and complained to ME about how mean our manager was. UMMM GET A CLUE man, no pay, you leave. What a nice thing, to let his chihuahua poop in front of MY doorway.....dink.
Oh and knowing there were numerous sex offenders on probationary stays in the complex (the school warned us)----that was so reassuring to know that. Nice to know, after moving in, this was a special deal with the apt complex and their probationary programs! I felt so good sleeping at night, knowing this.
And the dumpster that magically rolled across the parking lot, hitting our truck and denting it. That was icing on the cake, the last month we lived there. Loved that.
One recommendation: Buy some sound-blocking headphones or a good box fan for sleeping at night. It was the only thing that saved my sanity in those days. And have a good sense of humor. Really you will need it.
NEVER AGAIN if I can help it. Pure hell.
Last edit by SmilingBluEyes on Dec 7, '06