The decision, I’m afraid, will be made for me. By a property manager. Normally not the kind of person you want determining your fate, but what can you do? I rent. It sucks.
This is me tilting at windmills, something I can’t stop doing. Once the gauntlet is thrown I’m on it like found money. Same thing with dares, no matter how stoopid, no matter how reckless, I take them cheerfully. Good thing Jackass wasn’t around back in the day — otherwise you’d be staring at a blank page and wondering why.
Getting back to the point, the feud with my upstairs neighbor proceeds apace. After four nerve-wracking years the property owners have done nothing to curb the noise above me. So I submitted a somewhat pointed letter expressing my displeasure with their passive approach to the rules regarding behavior and consequences.
Long story short, eviction is a possibility. Continued nonintervention is a likelier possibility. And me jumping off the roof can’t be ruled out. While I await their final ruling, I came up with a list of things I’d rather hear than the unrelenting screams of abused, overstressed furniture:
I have too much time on my hands. Time that would be better spent pursuing constructive, helpful activities, but no. I sit around thinking of kazoo bands and leaf blowers, instead. Come to think of it, maybe my neighbor is karma for being a lazy, shiftless slacker. Uh-oh, that’s not good.
8 responses to “: decisions, decisions :”
We’re renters too. We are upstairs, they are downstairs. We get along fairly well but I confess they get on my nerves. I’m grateful we do not have to deal with what you do.
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Be grateful you have the upstairs. When I move, it will be someplace with no one above me — just a roof. Well, I hope there’ll be a roof.
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A roof is a good thing to have.
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I’ve found that to be true :o)
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You DO make me smile :)
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A long time ago I read that all humor is based on sorrow, so I have plenty of material to work with. Dammit.
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Hmm…well, then when you run out of raw material I have some you can use 😩
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okay, I did the math and think I’ll be able to take on your stuff in 2236.
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