Sunday, May 15, 2005

Did you know......

That I walk very loudly, slam my toilet seats and slam my cupboard doors? I didn't, but apparantly our downstairs neighbors are complaining to the condo management people that we do these terrible things. Seriously. We must have gone through dozens of toilet seats and lids the way we slam them all the time. And the walking! I do try to stomp my feet and march aroudn the house a lot. Oh, and also our nerve of making noises before 6am! I guess one of the new condo association rules is that no one can have a job that causes them to be awake and up before 6am. So Ethan is quitting his job to work at McDonalds on the mid-day shift, just so our neighbors will have some much deserved peace and quiet. Poor neighbors.

What a bunch of bunk! Do Ethan and I strike you as cupboard and toilet seat slammers? Actually, Boo has figured out how to open up cupboards with his paw, but I don't think he has yet mastered the art of slamming them. Who knows. And maybe he has some hidden lead shoes that he and Shadow wear around the house as they frolic during the day. Bad kitties.

We are going to write up a polite letter and treat them like kindergarteners and basically say that the sounds they are complaining about are sounds of normal daily life, and as such they are unlikely to change. I do admit that I am a heel walker, have been all my life and that is also unlikely to change. Slightly louder than non-heel walkers, but nothing I can do about it. I will also advise them that our lawyer has advised US that we are doing nothing wrong, and they should call the police if they are so certain that we are being horrible. Can you imagine that police report??!?

Called to west seattle condominium for a report of excessive noise, discovered that they feel the upstairs tenants are walking around their home too loudly, downstairs tenants given lecture on proper usage of the police reporting system and told not too kindly to never bother us again.

I am quite certain that we are doing nothing wrong, and the whole thing is fairly funny, although it IS a bit irritating to have to deal with. So that is my deal for today...

Oh, and since Ethan has been out of town, I went and rented a bunch of chick flicks that I know he wouldn't want to see. I say Bridget Jones' Diary, Wimbledon, Spanglish, and Pirates of the Caribbean. I know Pirates of the Caribbean is not a chick flick, I just threw that in because I like it so much. I really liked Spanglish and Wimbledon, BJD was okay, and I feel that I am now a very well rounded individual in terms of my movie watching.

Off to the Sonics game in less than three short hours! I am meeting Jobie somewhere (not sure yet--wherever he finds a parking spot for his car), and we are going together. It is his first Sonics game, and second NBA game. His only other NBA game was the Rockets vs Blazers game I took him to in 1995. It should be a great time. I have my green and gold wristbands on, my new favorite-but-not-yet-determined-if-they-are-lucky underwear on, my Storm Championship T-shirt and my Storm Championship confetti that fell from the rafters when they won the 2004 WNBA championship. So as far as I go, I am as lucky as I can be. Oh, I also have my lucky green toenail polish on. Forgot to mention that before.

THe last game was great. By the end, for the last 5 minutes or so (game time), it was awesome. People screaming their heads off, clapping, cheering, totally excited. This time, people will be revved up from the beginning, so it is going to rock!!

If we win tonight, we are guaranteed another home game on Thursday, which will be great. Taking it one game at a time.............

What else............think that is about it for now. No interesting patients today, and I have a student nurse who is in a special program that lets her come in alone and take a full patient load and do almost everything. So she is very advanced for a student, and she has all of my patients and I am quite bored. Time is not passing very quickly at all. But, only an 8 hour shift today, so I will make it. And today of all days I left my certification curriculum study book home, so I can't even study in my spare time. I do have a Clive Cussler book here, but it is hard justifying it as being work-related (although no one cares--there really IS nothing to do. Pretty slow day, very few patients today), although the characters are frequently picking up orthopedic injuries, so I guess that sort of applies.

Off to check the patients...........

4 comments:

Sabrina said...

well, you ARE a bit of a hoodlum... No seriously, the leter sounds like such fun!! these asshats don't seem to realize that they aren't the only people living in that building.. and.. guess what... you OWN your home, and therfore can walk and slam to your hearts content ( just like they can)
It will be SO nice when you get your big house and don't have to deal with such petty stupidity anymore!!

The Writer said...

Just to insert strange story here, I once lived in an apartment where we caught the upstairs guy beating his girlfriend. We broke his door down, dragged him into the parking lot and thumped his running lights out. (I was much younger.) We then escorted him back to his apartment where he packed a bag and called a friend to pick him up. When friend arrived we confiscated his keys and told him he'd better never return. He didn't. Not that you should do that to your neighbors, but you can imagine if it makes you feel better. If they were going to complain, couldn't they have found something worthwhile to whine about? That really sucks. I think you guys totally have the right idea with how to deal with this. If you went the route my story did you would be risking jail time, which never occured to me at the time. Now I only call the cops for illegal things. Like failing to strap kids in carseats or draining ones radiator in the street. Keep us posted!

alyca said...

These women are fairly large and would probably be somewhat difficult to thump the running lights out of. One of them is actually fairly pleasant face to face, but the other always gives us the evil eye. We suspect it is her behind all of this.

The Writer said...

Ah, it's always the quiet ones.....