ARGH! Had to call cops twice tonight
I haven't been to bed yet, partly because I didn't go to bed until about 2:30 or so because I was stitching, but mainly because since then I've had to call the cops twice because of the idiots across the hall from me. First, there were two guys arguing in the parking lot, and they were loud. It went on and on so I called because I thought it sounded like they were going to come to blows. I think by the time the police got here they'd stopped and come back inside. Then, about half an hour ago, a big blow-up between two girls and a guy started. I thought it was in the hallway but I guess it was actually in the apartment -- just loud enough that it sounded like it was in the hallway. So, got them out here again and this time they got here in time to talk to them. I think the two arguments were related and it sounded like the one woman was hyperventilating or something.
I don't usually call the cops but I figured better safe than sorry. I know people argue, but this was ridiculous and at one point I heard one of them hitting the other, just ridiculous. There's a difference between an argument and something that sounds like it's going to come to major blows any second and has gone on for many minutes.
At least I don't call them all the time. I felt like a dufus for calling them twice in a night, though. This place has really gone downhill in the time I've been here, which is about nine years. The funny thing is that the people who live across the hall from me tend to think they are better than the rest of us here -- yeah, obviously.
So, Tim will be coming home from work soon and I guess we'll be going to bed at the same time. I was planning on going to bed late, but not this late.
I don't usually call the cops but I figured better safe than sorry. I know people argue, but this was ridiculous and at one point I heard one of them hitting the other, just ridiculous. There's a difference between an argument and something that sounds like it's going to come to major blows any second and has gone on for many minutes.
At least I don't call them all the time. I felt like a dufus for calling them twice in a night, though. This place has really gone downhill in the time I've been here, which is about nine years. The funny thing is that the people who live across the hall from me tend to think they are better than the rest of us here -- yeah, obviously.
So, Tim will be coming home from work soon and I guess we'll be going to bed at the same time. I was planning on going to bed late, but not this late.
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1 Comments:
At 10:15 PM, Anonymous said…
We lived in D.....brook apts when we were first married, almost 24 yrs ago and we had to call the police a few times because of loud people. Some things never change. My family's resting spots are right there in the cemetery.
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