Let's set the scene. It's 11:30 at night. You just settled into bed after a long day, and kick yourself for not going sooner (but that Photoshop work just HAD to get finished, didn't it?). It's still sticky out there, so you have trouble falling asleep as it is. You finally start to get comfy when..
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
You sit straight up. What in Godbeard's name was that? You listen to see if it happens again. It doesn't so you settle down again.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
You curse and sputter as you get up and go to the window to see if you can't spot what's making you feel like you're sitting in a dentist's chair. What you see is not the world's largest dental drill, but your neighbor sawing planks of wood for the porch he's been working on all week.
Yes. Sawing. With a buzzsaw. At what is now midnight.
You debate calling the non-emergency line for the police station to have somebody come out and read the guy the riot act, but you don't hoping the guy realizes what he's doing isn't exactly the best idea at the moment and will stop.
He does...around 12:30 in the morning.
Next time you're not getting off so lucky, pal. If there's a next time. Because I sincerely hope you die in a fire. A buzzsaw fire.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
You sit straight up. What in Godbeard's name was that? You listen to see if it happens again. It doesn't so you settle down again.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
You curse and sputter as you get up and go to the window to see if you can't spot what's making you feel like you're sitting in a dentist's chair. What you see is not the world's largest dental drill, but your neighbor sawing planks of wood for the porch he's been working on all week.
Yes. Sawing. With a buzzsaw. At what is now midnight.
You debate calling the non-emergency line for the police station to have somebody come out and read the guy the riot act, but you don't hoping the guy realizes what he's doing isn't exactly the best idea at the moment and will stop.
He does...around 12:30 in the morning.
Next time you're not getting off so lucky, pal. If there's a next time. Because I sincerely hope you die in a fire. A buzzsaw fire.


how many times have stories about the inconsiderate action of SC's and EW's have there been? We KNOW for a fact that some people have no consideration of others. Mr. Sawing wood man needs to be woken up a couple times..then maybe he will get the message.
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