Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Don't go away mad...

The upstairs neighbors are moving. At the risk of sounding rude, all I can say is thank God.

If you missed the earlier drama, the upstairs have been the source of noise disturbed several sleepless nights, cigarette butts, beer cans and other trash littered from the second floor, including one house guest.

The upstairs apartment had more traffic running in and out of their door than a crack house on Saturday night. Most of the visitors were people in their late teens and early 20s, and a few EMTs and police officers. Again, not unlike a crack house on a Saturday night.

And when there weren’t people running in and out of the house, they were literally running in the apartment. I swear it seemed like the punks upstairs were playing hockey on the floor few feet above my head.

Nosey Neighbor No. 1 says the boys upstairs started hauling their stuff out a few days ago. As I was leaving for work this morning, the monster boy who drives the 4X4 was loading a mattress and box springs into the monster truck. NN1 said from all appearances, the last of the furniture was carried out this afternoon, and the boys haven’t been back.

I listen upon high for a sign and all I hear is silence.

There is blessed peace in the Willamette Valley at last.

Amen.


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am happy for you G-Man.:-) Luckily riff raff that are noisy bad neighbors are usually flaky too. Eventually they move away. Especially once the police have the place tagged as a trouble spot.
:-)3T

kat said...

thank god indeed - do you know whether or not they were evicted? seems like people falling off a balcony due to underaged drinking would probably be some sort of violation of their lease...

Anonymous said...

Personally, I don't think you have to worry about sounding rude to THEM.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

When they show the place to new people, rave like a lunatic; maybe it will never get rented again.

grace said...

it probably was a crackhouse. hehe.

Kimberley said...

Amen, indeed.

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