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Back from business trip to Coventry. Went to heritage motor museum.....excellent for fans of British cars (like me). Then went to evening service at Coventry cathedral. The new cathedarl is joined to teh ruins of the the old one which was destroyed by German bombs in WW2.....very moving experience.

Then the "fun" began. My regular connecting flight was cancelled and I was booked on another flight hat took me to Toronto before it got me home...it added about 2000 miles and 5 hours to my journey. I was traveling for 22 hours yersterday.....now I'm knackered :(

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Sounds like a fun trip Arch, except for all the flying around.

I didn't get any sleep last night, my neighbor decided to pound nails at midnight, then work on his car at 2 AM...and then to crank music at 4 AM until whenever, I finally passed out around 7 AM despite it all. It's not like the son of a bitch works an odd shift and that's the only time he can do it either.

And when I say "neighbor" I mean the asshat on the other side of a wall in the duplex, not like a neighbor at a comfortably ignorable distance either.

Must... resist... shooting him...in...the face. (Kirk voice)

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Sounds like a fun trip Arch, except for all the flying around.

I didn't get any sleep last night, my neighbor decided to pound nails at midnight, then work on his car at 2 AM...and then to crank music at 4 AM until whenever, I finally passed out around 7 AM despite it all. It's not like the son of a bitch works an odd shift and that's the only time he can do it either.

And when I say "neighbor" I mean the asshat on the other side of a wall in the duplex, not like a neighbor at a comfortably ignorable distance either.

Must... resist... shooting him...in...the face. (Kirk voice)

Three words: squishy foam earplugs.

I'm a light sleeper and I was always being woken up by asshats at all hours of the night. Whether they were tooting their horns at one of the apartment blocks in the area, or arming their stupid car alarms, or the car alarm went off, or whatever, it was brutal. One Saturday morning, for about the tenth Saturday morning in a row, a guy pulled up in front of the apartment block across the street, right in front of my house too, and started tooting his horn to get the attention of the asshole he was picking up. The fact that he was waking me and everyone else in the apartment didn't matter to him. That's the morning I got up, ran down the stairs in my Spongebob Squarepants jammies, ran out the door and into the street and kicked in the guy's passenger door. I'm sure he soiled himself because he was looking the other way when I did it. Did he get mad? Nope. He took one look at me and realized that he'd f'ckd up big time. I'm not sure, but I think I heard a few small cheers from some folks in the apartment building as I stormed off.

Anyway, as much fun as that was, I decided that it wasn't good for my health to keep doing that, and for every asshat I "train" not to bip his horn, there's ten more behind him waiting to take his place.

Now I use foam earplugs every night. I've never slept better. If you are worried about not hearing an emergency, don't worry. The human brain is an amazing thing and even with the earplugs in, you do hear sounds, but they aren't loud enough to wake you. When there's a known "this is a bad thing sound" you will wake up. My dog has given the softest whimper at the back door in the middle of the night, and I wake up even with the earplugs in.

Squishy Foam Earplugs. Get 'em.

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Yeah I can see where you're coming from man, but the thing is when he's pounding and blasting music you can feel it too, the whole friggin' floor shakes from the music and my closet wall was buckling when he was pounding whatever the hell he was pounding into his side of the wall, I actually had books come really close to tumbling off the shelf.

I was completely unamused because for a while he was never really loud, annoying yeah, but not loud in the middle of the night. This shit is getting oh so old though. Don't even get me started on his increasingly large herd of cats, using a whole bottle of fluid to grill a hamburger (the stench and even worse, taste, which comes right into my side window) or the fact I can't even use my back porch because he has 4 lawnmowers blocking it (which he never uses because the landlord has people for that) or the parking space right by my back door where his lawn ornament, oh I mean car, is sitting immobile. He's lived there since about April and the police have been over there twice for God only knows. He let slip he's out on parole for assault with a deadly weapon and drug charges, and yet has shifty people showing up at all hours of the day and night to visit for 10 minutes and then leaves.

Or the fact that every time I unfortunately run into him outside he's always asking if he can "borrow" some cigarettes or if he can use my cell phone, or if he can...okay I guess I got myself started. <_<

I miss when the only thing about this place that was weird were the ghosts. Yeah I said ghosts. Trust me on that one. :lol:

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Schat...

Sadly, douche bags rarely move, so you might want to think of finding a new place. Sure, you could wait him out because eventually the SWAT team is going to drag him out of there in plastic handcuffs; but seriously, do you want to put up with his bullshit until then? As for talking to your landlord, I suppose he'd have already dealt with the guy by now if he had a pair. Ever see the movie Pacific Heights? Yeesh!

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Sounds like you've got a druggie on your hands, Schatt. We had one of those across the street some months ago. I got really tired of the constant traffic from his customers, so I started phoning the cops every time one showed up, like every two hours. Eventually a very nice Detective showed up and we discussed the situation. I signed a Citizen Complaint, and about two days later the SWAT Team showed up with a door puncher, and took the SOB to jail, where he still is, I believe. The Landlord sold the house and everything is peachy now. Problem solved, and another asshole drug user watching his rear in jail!

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Around here, the police take disturbing the peace between the hours of 2300 to 0700 very seriously. In fact, if your dog starts barking at 1300, the police may well show up and give you some things to think about (keeping the noise down vs. going to jail). Yeah, that's why Chesterfield County is usually called Arresterfield County; break a law and you get broken. And Chesterfield seems to have very little moral problem with stuffing 6 or 8 people into a 4 person cell. Yeah, they really don't give a sh!t.

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Well a couple of my good friends from school are town cops now, I may just have a quiet word with one or both of them and see if they can do anything about the situation or what advice they can give me. If that fails my mom knows every just about cop around here, town, township, and State Police up to the Chief of the town cops, from working at the school and being on town council for all those years; either they were in to arrest someone, they went to school there, or had dealings with the council so maybe I'll see about having her talk to one of them too.

The landlord is an old friend of my mom's too, I've known him for 30 years, which is how I got such a good deal on the place. But his problem is that he's a very non-confrontational type of guy, which makes him a good person but probably not a good trait in someone that's a landlord ya know?

Unfortunately moving isn't a real option right now, like I said I got a really good deal on the place and until he moved in it was a great place to live, yeah I have the idiot kids out across the alley out back but they're just annoying. So I dunno.

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Sounds like the local cops are your best bet, Schatt. Good thing you've kept your cool and not had any confrontation with Mr Stupid, eh? You pay your taxes, so now's the chance to see what you've paid for!

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