God, Neighbors and Landlords
Sounds like the title of a Neil Simon play eh? Oh, but this is much much worse. Hold on folks.
Some of my older readers will fondly remember my travails with awful neighbors such as Rotunda and the Bitch Boy. Well, moving to this supposed quiet and historic neighborhood in St. Pete has yielded another interesting pair of neighbors. And it seems I have found the ONLY place in a 10 block radius with noise pollution.
First, we have Deaf VietVet, Gary, a man who MUST have lost his hearing at some point in the war (who knows which one, I chose Vietnam because of the way he talks and a particular evening during which he played Beach Boys music LOUD. He favors "Surfin' USA" as he played it no less than three times in a row - the following evening I was entertained by Joe Cocker). I question his hearing because of his uncanny ability to play his TV abnormally loud, so much so that I can hear it from across the street. So much so that I can hear every word in my living room and hear the muffled noise in my bedroom. I have taken to playing my TV louder which sometimes does not even help. He seems to enjoy watching TV anywhere from 8ish to 10:36 (altho two nights ago he went to 11:30). No big deal? Just two hours? It's annoying, and rude.
Think I could just sleep in to catch up on quiet time? Oh no, the other neighbor living in the garage apartment behind me (I am in a duplex), the Hippy Handyman, Doug, loves to start working on little bits around the property at like 9 in the morning. Granted most people are at work, but I am not, and it's annoying. It has been that way for the last TWO months, give or take 4 days. The place is NOT that big, so what the HELL is he working on? I was greeted one morning at around 7:15 by some angry yelling (I thought he said, "I'm in the Special Olympics!") followed by a metal version of "The Answer My Friend Is Blowing in the Wind." I am not kidding.
The landlord's response? Speak to them. Apparently they were apologetic and would speak to me...has not happened. Was told it would get better....has not happened. And recently I was asked if they wanted me to find another place to live. Anyone else see how fucked up that is? I should pay to move, AGAIN, becuse OTHER people are causing all the noise problems. The construction I can marginally understand. The TV, I cannot. They are surprised as they have never had noise complaints and it has usually been the neighbors in my unit about whom complaints have been lodged.
Well maybe they were making noise to DROWN OUT THE DEAF FUCKING NEIGHBOR!!?!?!?
Let me not even start on the fact that I have heard him have sex (I swear I am living in a traditional Japanese house) on 3 occasions and I don't enjoy it.
And as for the God portion of my title. In a series of ongoing "heavenly father" paradoxes. Why is it people think God is responsible for sparing their house or village from natural disasters? Wouldn't that inversely mean that he is also responsible for destroying the unfortunate ones in the path? So then God is just having fun fucking with people's properties? I am sure the argument would be that the unfortunate were sinners or that God couldn't save everyone from Satan's storm.
Keep in mind this also follows the same kind of illogical fallacies such as two football teams who pray to win a game (are the losers damned or is God just a twisted bastard?) and those in the crusades who fought to spread Christianity and God's love by killing every non-believer in order to do it.
This all speaks for itself.
Sounds like the title of a Neil Simon play eh? Oh, but this is much much worse. Hold on folks.
Some of my older readers will fondly remember my travails with awful neighbors such as Rotunda and the Bitch Boy. Well, moving to this supposed quiet and historic neighborhood in St. Pete has yielded another interesting pair of neighbors. And it seems I have found the ONLY place in a 10 block radius with noise pollution.
First, we have Deaf VietVet, Gary, a man who MUST have lost his hearing at some point in the war (who knows which one, I chose Vietnam because of the way he talks and a particular evening during which he played Beach Boys music LOUD. He favors "Surfin' USA" as he played it no less than three times in a row - the following evening I was entertained by Joe Cocker). I question his hearing because of his uncanny ability to play his TV abnormally loud, so much so that I can hear it from across the street. So much so that I can hear every word in my living room and hear the muffled noise in my bedroom. I have taken to playing my TV louder which sometimes does not even help. He seems to enjoy watching TV anywhere from 8ish to 10:36 (altho two nights ago he went to 11:30). No big deal? Just two hours? It's annoying, and rude.
Think I could just sleep in to catch up on quiet time? Oh no, the other neighbor living in the garage apartment behind me (I am in a duplex), the Hippy Handyman, Doug, loves to start working on little bits around the property at like 9 in the morning. Granted most people are at work, but I am not, and it's annoying. It has been that way for the last TWO months, give or take 4 days. The place is NOT that big, so what the HELL is he working on? I was greeted one morning at around 7:15 by some angry yelling (I thought he said, "I'm in the Special Olympics!") followed by a metal version of "The Answer My Friend Is Blowing in the Wind." I am not kidding.
The landlord's response? Speak to them. Apparently they were apologetic and would speak to me...has not happened. Was told it would get better....has not happened. And recently I was asked if they wanted me to find another place to live. Anyone else see how fucked up that is? I should pay to move, AGAIN, becuse OTHER people are causing all the noise problems. The construction I can marginally understand. The TV, I cannot. They are surprised as they have never had noise complaints and it has usually been the neighbors in my unit about whom complaints have been lodged.
Well maybe they were making noise to DROWN OUT THE DEAF FUCKING NEIGHBOR!!?!?!?
Let me not even start on the fact that I have heard him have sex (I swear I am living in a traditional Japanese house) on 3 occasions and I don't enjoy it.
And as for the God portion of my title. In a series of ongoing "heavenly father" paradoxes. Why is it people think God is responsible for sparing their house or village from natural disasters? Wouldn't that inversely mean that he is also responsible for destroying the unfortunate ones in the path? So then God is just having fun fucking with people's properties? I am sure the argument would be that the unfortunate were sinners or that God couldn't save everyone from Satan's storm.
Keep in mind this also follows the same kind of illogical fallacies such as two football teams who pray to win a game (are the losers damned or is God just a twisted bastard?) and those in the crusades who fought to spread Christianity and God's love by killing every non-believer in order to do it.
This all speaks for itself.
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