tankgirl_ni
Fledgling Freddie
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- Jun 2, 2005
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imagine its 2:30am on a monday morning..
you have to get up and go to work at 6am...
the man downstairs is playing 'christy moore - irish rebel' on repeat at full volume and singing along badly.. its driving you mental.. you've thumped the floor but got nowhere... he's just turned it up louder.. you thump the floor again and hear a sarcastic voice shouting back up "turn the f**king music down!".. your confused.. does he have someone with him?... or is he shouting at himself???
your flatmate goes out to the fire escape and starts banging his livingroom window.. there is a response of "ahh f**koff and suck my c**k!" the curtains are open slightly.. your flatmate can see the man downstairs lying on the sofa singing his drunken lungs out.. he's on his own.
whats the solution?
call the cops? - no.. they will only ask him to turn it down and chances are he will.. until they leave...
call the landlord? - no.. he's the tightfisted prick who told you to fix your broken shower door with superglue whats he gonna do about anything?!
go down to the fuse box and turn his power off? - probably not advisable as you'll run into him on the way back up the stairs and he's considerably bigger than you and quite clearly a mental..
so you do nothing.. his cd player gets stuck.. he's passed out.. it keeps jumping until you have to go to work... with that ba*tarding song stuck in your head all day!...
so you get home and decide to go to bed early and hopfully sleep through his nonsence if he starts again... 11pm your fast asleep.. your dreaming peacefully until 2am.. when the same song starts again and again and again..
repeat the same scenario again at 2:30am on wednesday morning... and so on.
HELP! what do I do?!
you have to get up and go to work at 6am...
the man downstairs is playing 'christy moore - irish rebel' on repeat at full volume and singing along badly.. its driving you mental.. you've thumped the floor but got nowhere... he's just turned it up louder.. you thump the floor again and hear a sarcastic voice shouting back up "turn the f**king music down!".. your confused.. does he have someone with him?... or is he shouting at himself???
your flatmate goes out to the fire escape and starts banging his livingroom window.. there is a response of "ahh f**koff and suck my c**k!" the curtains are open slightly.. your flatmate can see the man downstairs lying on the sofa singing his drunken lungs out.. he's on his own.
whats the solution?
call the cops? - no.. they will only ask him to turn it down and chances are he will.. until they leave...
call the landlord? - no.. he's the tightfisted prick who told you to fix your broken shower door with superglue whats he gonna do about anything?!
go down to the fuse box and turn his power off? - probably not advisable as you'll run into him on the way back up the stairs and he's considerably bigger than you and quite clearly a mental..
so you do nothing.. his cd player gets stuck.. he's passed out.. it keeps jumping until you have to go to work... with that ba*tarding song stuck in your head all day!...
so you get home and decide to go to bed early and hopfully sleep through his nonsence if he starts again... 11pm your fast asleep.. your dreaming peacefully until 2am.. when the same song starts again and again and again..
repeat the same scenario again at 2:30am on wednesday morning... and so on.
HELP! what do I do?!