Why I'll never live in New York City
Jun. 10th, 2009 05:03 amSomeone neighborly (below? next door?) to the place I'm staying in NYC are having a giant screaming fight loud enough for me to make out every bloody word of it. The guy hates his fucking job, and he hates his fucking life, and there's nothing he can fucking do about it because he's lucky to have a job, and the girl fucking hates the fact that none of her fucking friends have ever met him because he never wants to hang out with people, and they pay ridiculous fucking rent but when the fuck are they going to be able to move, etc, etc, I'm actually under-representing how often the word "fuck" is employed, and if I close the window to try and mute their voices I will swelter to death in my sleep.
I like living in places with sufficient air conditioning and/or thickness of wall and/or distance between residences and/or manners among residents that I don't end up listening to this kind of thing.
Now apparently she doesn't understand how he hates his fucking life because she has a fucking perfect life, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her, etc.
It all makes me feel extremely awkward.
I like living in places with sufficient air conditioning and/or thickness of wall and/or distance between residences and/or manners among residents that I don't end up listening to this kind of thing.
Now apparently she doesn't understand how he hates his fucking life because she has a fucking perfect life, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her, etc.
It all makes me feel extremely awkward.
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Date: 2009-06-10 04:42 am (UTC)Maybe it's a little bit of schadenfreude, I dunno. But I still get a kick out of it.
When I do NOT enjoy it is when they're fighting in range of sight, and I have to sit there and act like I'm not listening. That's no fun.
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Date: 2009-06-11 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 04:48 am (UTC)Seriously, you'll be doing them a favor.
Um, not that I've ever been there. Or anything.
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Date: 2009-06-10 06:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 07:00 am (UTC)If it's any consolation, I heard worse growing up in a small town (with lots of AC and distance between houses and whatnot) -- in addition to the screaming fight, there was often domestic violence. =( Here, at least, the cops will come relatively quickly if that happens and you call 911; where I grew up, DV was treated as inconsequential unless there was a gun involved. So I prefer New York fights.
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Date: 2009-06-10 11:18 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-06-10 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-11 04:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 12:50 pm (UTC)I had some neighbors like that, one summer, except they would conduct their 3am screaming matches with one on the sidewalk and one in the upstairs bedroom window.
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Date: 2009-06-10 01:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 01:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 02:29 pm (UTC)'Course, NYC police may have other stuff to worry about. I'd still call, though.
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Date: 2009-06-10 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-11 04:40 pm (UTC)(No need to apologize, btw. You put me up; I'm grateful.)
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Date: 2009-06-10 08:13 pm (UTC)