so, the same week that i moved into my new apartment, i was alerted by management that someone had already complained about my loud music. i couldn't remember ever having music up really loud late at night, but i figured it must have been when i was studying for finals and was listening to the jazz channel on comcast. i did a little investigation and found out that it was my 25 year old female neighbor who works at Chili's. Her name is Casey. Apparently, Casey had worked a double shift one night and still couldn't sleep after she got home because of my loud jazz music. i geniunely felt bad. i apologized. forget all of that.
last night, i went to bed at 9:30. i was glad to finally be getting back to my old sleep schedule. then, around 1:30 i was awakened to loud laughing and booming bass. Casey had brought some young men home with her to play strip poker! fun! the music didn't stop until almost 4:00am. intermittingly, they would take breaks to smoke cigarettes outside, where i could hear every word of their conversation. here's an excerpt:
Dude 1 : Casey, between me and you...
Casey : Oh, totally.
Dude 1 : Well, (Dude2) has slept with, like, every girl at Chili's.
Casey : OH MY GOD REALLY! I WOULD HAVE NEVER GUESSED!! So, he's a player.
Dude 1 : Oh, totally.
Casey : Ok, well that's all I need to know.
Dude 1 : Well, I'm not saying he's a bad guy or anything...
Casey : Oh, of course, for sure, honey!
Dude 1 : Keep that between us, please... I just wanted to warn you.
Casey : Oh, I promise. I've gotta use the bathroom (goes back inside)
Dude 2 : (comes outside)
Dude 2 : WHAT THE FUCK MAN, WHY'D YOU TELL CASEY I WAS A PLAYER!?!
i repeatedly heard casey make comments about how drunk she was, so when i did wake up at 7am this morning, i made sure to make as much noise as i could getting ready for work. this included yelling "FUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!" into the wall as soon as my alarm went off.
the part that pisses me off here, is that she complained to managemenr without even meeting me... and i know my jazz music couldn't have been near as bad as the 4am backstabbing party she was having over there on a fucking tuesday night. normally when someone complains straight to management like that, its because they're kinda square and they wouldn't ever do that themselves. otherwise, they kinda understand and will come to you first, ya know?
bitch.
