passive aggressive? not me.

I was going to explain the drama that developed at my apartment last night, but I think it’ll work just fine for me to paste the letter I wrote to the management of my complex. Letter writing is such an abandoned practice, but I think I’m going to start doing it more. Even if it’s just a letter that I slip in the drop box at my apartment at 1:30 a.m.

July 24, 2006

Dear Management:

It’s 11:30PM on a Monday night. I’m working and I have my deck door open, attempting to enjoy the cool night air. For the past hour, I’ve been listening to the people in apartment 109 (in the 3301 building) scream at each other in an intoxicated manner while standing outside on their deck.

I decided to overlook it and not saying anything to them, because we’ve all been young and absolutely inconsiderate at some point in our lives, right? Instead, I got up to shut the door to my deck.

As I walked across my living room, I noticed there was someone standing just on the other side of my deck throwing slices of ham onto it, at my dog, and against the sliding door. I hurried my step out the sliding door to see who was vandalizing my apartment with meat by-products just in time to see whoever it was jump back onto the deck of apartment 109. What a neat party trick.

I personally don’t want to call the police, because I don’t want to deal with the hassle of hearing these apparently new neighbors deny their activity. However, the next time this occurs, I will.

I don’t know how building management handles this type of complaint or repercussions are taken on other tenants if the police are called, but I wanted you to be aware of the situation.

I’ve enjoyed living in this complex the entire time I’ve been here, but all of a sudden I feel as if a co-ed version of the Delta House has just moved into this somewhat quiet building.

I didn’t sign it. Maybe I should have. I’ll sign it next time.

I got my personal revenge this morning at 6 a.m. when Little Riley Pants needed to go outside and pee. I promptly dialed apartment 109 from the lobby phone. I thought they could use a wake up call.

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  1. […] There was no ham-throwing or loud-partying next door last night and no tiny dog on the loose taunting my dog. Although, it probably would have been easier to deal with. Yesterday morning, I woke up and went into the bathroom. I noticed there was water just about covering my entire bathroom floor. Neat, I though, and then tried to remember if I had perhaps felt the need to take a shower in the middle of the night and maybe forgot to close the shower curtain in the process.  I was pretty sure I hadn’t, but I was too tired to do anything about it, so I went back to bed. […]

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