Showing posts with label apartment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apartment. Show all posts

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Dear noisy apartment neighbor

Why do I always feel better after I sit down and write to you my lovely readers? Well I've decided to use this post as therapy. You see, I wish I could tell my upstairs neighbor to think of others so instead I've written him a letter. And if your following my blog noisy neighbor, I hope you see this as a bit of fun.
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Dear Noisy Neighbor,

You live directly above us, we've bumped into each other only a couple of times and yet I seem to know you more intimately then my friends. Let me start off by saying its not you, but blame the San Francisco paper thin walls. With that said I must tell you that I had no idea someone loves to watch The Office as much as you do. Is there a 12-step program for watching too many episodes? I can hear the beginning Office theme music, but its several nights a week over and over and over.

So you play your music too loud and forget that people live underneath you, but I think I have to draw the line when there are barks coming from your apartment D. Yes barks, ball throws and paw nails on the wood floors. It's great to know were allowed to have dogs in a 6 unit apartment.

Now I just found out that I'm not the only one feeling like this about you Apartment D because Honey called the landlord yesterday. Our garbage disposal wasn't working and a light bulb went out on a high ceiling. My landlord 'Annie' is so sweet and Honey called her to make the handyman arrangements.

The first sign came when Annie’s usual reaction about the light bulb was different. She asked that we pick up our own light bulbs and was a little snappy about it.

Honey said, "Of course no problem. "
Annie said, "OK, I’ll send the handyman over to Apartment D. "
"No, Annie this is Honey from Apartment B as in boy not D (the guy upstairs)."
Annie’s tone changed right away.
"Oh your Laura’s Honey don’t worry about the light bulb and we’ll take care of it right away."

So I guess I’m not the only one who feels this way? My only question to you Apartment D guy is what do you hear from my apartment. Do you hear the theme song to General Hospital, talk on my phone too loud or my alarm go off in the morning? Well, I for sure know one thing, Annie seems happier to hear from us. xoxo Tell me lovely, what would you write to your noisy neighbor?

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Letter to my noisy neighbor

San Francisco is known for its small apartments and high rents, but I feel honored to live in such a beautiful city that I use as my playground. Sure, I can get stir crazy from the small space known as our apartment. I’ve also gotten use to the street noise and tour buses looking for Lombard Street. In addition to all of the noise that comes with city living, I also get to hear a noisy neighbor that likes to sing several times a week.

And, if I could write a letter to this neighbor, this is what I would say...

Dear Noisy Neighbor,

We’ve never met formally, but I'd like to thank you for teaching me what Korean rock is. You serenade me between the hours of 4p.m. and 8p.m. and your concert is filled with songs I’ve never heard of. And yet, you seem to sing these same songs over and over. And if we ever meet, I’d like to give you several things. One my iPod with earphones so you can sing a little quieter, two a song list with other song choices and three some dance lessons. You might be asking yourself why dance lessons? I believe, we should have several hobbies =)

I'm sorry to say, that I’ve had to close my windows when we’ve had friends over for dinner. It's just so we can listen to our choice of music, but after a couple glasses of wine I've enjoyed your singing immensely.

If you think it’s only me in our apartment that feels this way, then you are incorrect sir. I have passed people in the hallways, at the front door and even at the local coffee shop that feel the same way. And one night, when I went to shut my windows, I saw another neighbor doing the same thing.

Neighbor, rain or shine, thank you for being there for me!

~Laura

And people say that blogging isn’t a form of therapy. Phew, I feel so much better. Wait what time is it? I really have to go as my noisy neighbors concert is about to begin. How would you handle a situation like this one? Have a great weekend lovelies! (Click here for more posts about SF landlords).