oh my god
This is a new new neighbor next door where DVG used to live with his blushing bride.
Today a couple men are over there and they are talking pretty loud and every other sentence someone slams the wall. Blah blah blah BAM! Blah blah blah BAM! Blah, blah, blah blah BAM BAM BAM!
This is the wall next to my desk so I am sort of jumping in my chair each time someone slams the wall and thinking, WTF?
So I finally go to my door and as I am opening the door they are walking out of the place next door and I say, Hey, while you are showing the place, could you not slam the wall?
Blank hostile faces. “That was me.”
[I guess that means this is not showing, this is the person who is now going to live there. Nice intro, guy.]
“Okay, I am on the other side of that wall.”
“I was demonstrating something.”
[Holy mother of God, if slamming the wall is the demonstration, what happens when the real thing starts?]
I close my door.
One of the guys yells, “Hey and you better keep it down in THERE!”
I hate the guy already. I hate his dog too.
*two months to go on the lease dear lord give me strength