Our new housemate is an idiot!!
About a month ago, the guy who lived on the main floor of our house moved out to go and live with his girlfriend. Given that his lease wasn't up yet, he recommended a friend of his to move in and sublet the remainder of his lease. Sure...this seemed like a good idea...at the time!!
Three days after he moved in, we got woken up at 4am (on a Wednesday!! Are you kidding me?!?!) to him having a huge party. I annoyingly went downstairs and complained to the happy party-ers that they were being loud and aggravating, and that some of us had to be up in three hours to go to work.
A week later...another party. This time on a Thursday night. We closed our windows and decided to ride it out.
Two days ago (ten days after the last time)...yet again...at 3am we woke up to one of his friendly gatherings. This time we emailed him at work to explain that different arrangements were going to have to be made for his socializing, as being up once a week until all hours of the night just wasn't going to work for us. We were courteous, friendly, willing to do our part, and after a few email exchanges, it seemed like there was an understanding and the problem had fixed itself. Until last night...
At 3am this morning, our new friend hit an all time low. As the walls were shaking from the music and the girls that were over had out sung themselves, we (along with the tenant below us) went to his apartment once again to complain. This time though, when they heard people knocking on the door...not only did they all rush and huddle into one room (so no one would "hear them"...c'mon, give me a break!) but, all the very classy women that were over were scrambling to put all of their clothes back on!!! Very tasteful dear neighbor!!
After the three of us finally managed to pull them away from their alcohol and karaoke long enough to tell them that we were fairly unimpressed with the situation...they actually had the nerve to "shoo" us away and turn the music up again. Trust me...it was a real barrel of laughs!!
At this point, these morons had pretty much unleashed the 3am rage inside of me. Hence, I marched upstairs and proceeded to call the cops. Less than five minute laters, three police cruisers showed up outside our house. Two of the officers stood at the door knocking while, once again, our night hawks scrambled into a room (though their intelligence prevailed this time and they congregated in the room right next to the front door with the windows open...BRILLIANT!!) while a "voted delegate" was assigned the job of answering the door.
Once the police went inside, we all went back to our respective apartments and the party dwindled shortly there after. Needless to say that some very strongly worded emails have been passed around today and all future courteous behaviour is declared right out the window. The war at 141 Powell Avenue has officially been launched, so start placing your bets folks!! Given the very mature behaviour that we have seen in the past three weeks...I'd have to say that the odds are in our favour!!!
Stay tuned...
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