my landlord sent me an email the other day informing me that one of my neighbors had complained to her about some of my behavior during the late night. no, i wasn't having some wild kegger where some frat boys passed out on their lawn and puked on their stoop. and it wasn't me blasting music in the wee hours in the morning. my transgression: leaving the porch light on overnight a few times.
apparently, the blinding light rays emanating from the 60-watt fluorescent bulb is disturbing the beauty sleep of my millionaire neighbors. they didn't pay a million and a half for their two bedroom, one bath so they could be disturbed by some punk student who disturbs the complete blackness of their suburban night. i can't believe they've put up with my antics for this long. good thing, they're so understanding.
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