It’s only 3 o’clock on a Thursday morning. It’s only the fourth day of the week and my day hasn’t truly started yet. It is just past hump day and I realize that for some it’s closer to the weekend. I understand that some of us think that Thursday is the New Friday. But still… It’s 3 o’clock on a Thursday morning.
Usher, Beyonce, Lil’ Jon, Ludacris: all banging on my door. Trying to creep through the cracks and crevasses of the floors and walls. . Jay-Z, Mary J, Rakiem: doing their best to creep into my dreams. I don’t get it. I don’t understand… It’s 3 o’clock in the morning.
This experience is annoying for a man trying to get sleep for work. When did they move in? The apartment has been vacant for some time now. Don’t these people work? Don’t they realize they have neighbors?
This reminds me of an off color joke someone once told me in a bar…
I was hanging out with some friends and we ended up walking to one of his regular spots. As we make our way to the bartender he noticed one of his friends sitting on a stool. The young lady wasn’t pretty. Not attractive to my taste but I kept it polite as he introduced us. Her eye’s lit up when she saw me and proceeded to break the ice by telling a joke…
“What word begins with N and ends with R that you never want to call a black person?”
Is she for real? I look at my friend with the you’re kidding right type of look. I wouldn’t allow myself to answer her. I wouldn’t allow her to get the best of me by finding myself trying to knock her off her stool. Please don’t get me wrong… I have no thoughts on hitting a woman or seeing her harmed. She must have gotten impatient by my lack of response. She then said…
“Neighbor”
That was the end of my night. I left her and my friend there and went about my business.
Now I find myself blogging about this situation and wanting get to get rest. Instead, I’m heading to the gym. Nothing like an early morning work out when the new neighbors are partying and are preventing you from sleeping.
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Urban Thought | 11 Observations 
That’s when you bring over the welcome brownies…laced with cyanide of course. Nah seriously the best get back is obviously they’re night owls. Leave the TV on blast to something really corny while you go to work. They’ll be trying to sleep and you’re not even home.
Yeah…there is NOTHING worse than a BAD neighbor blasting music at crazy hours while you are trying to sleep and have work the next day. GAH!
You have a lot of complications going on right now, but try your best to stay nice and keep your cool. Good luck
Good thing I don’t go out at night. prob’ly would have hit her! Where do people get off saying crap like that — and to total strangers?
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I’ve had experience like that - I once had a friend’s mother say to me that I can’t play with her daughter because my skin was too dark, and the kicker was she was darker than me. . .
Inconsiderate neighbors - yep, not fun at all!
That woman at the bar…yeeeks!
My upstairs neighbor is an early bird that gets up and works out at 4am. She’s a nurse, and likes to get her workout in early before going to work. My first few days in the apartment, I was like, WTF??? But then, eventually, I got used to it…I have big respect for people that exercise - even if it’s damn early. A bit of a soft spot… Can’t hate her for that.
Now, I’m so accustomed to it that I just sleep right through it!
I did mention to her once “I heard you working out this morning”…and she got a rug for the floor to not be so loud. See? Sometimes it works out. She and I are mad cool, anyway. But it was shocking at first!!
Orange Phoenix, I once had a Dominican guy tell me “I never dated a Black girl before” and he was the color of Wesley Snipes! I was like, WTF??? “And exactly what are YOU?” (me, dripping sarcasm)
“I Spanish” this brainwashed Negro answered. “But I would go out with YOU, though…you cute”.
I wanted to just slap him SO bad!
“But you’re blacker than me!” I told him, holding my arm next to his. “No, I not Black, I Spanish”.
Yeah, like his great, great, GREAT grandma was Spanish. “YOU, my friend are just a Spanish speaking N….” Don’t make me go there…
Some people really just are the dummies of the world!
Colorism is a bitch!
I understand about having trouble sleeping. My neighbors air conditioner keeps me up at night. I also hear another neighbors rooster crow at 4am every morning and of course the news chopper at 10pm and the train at 2 am. I know all about not getting sleep. It is tough. Keep your chin up! Hopefully you will have a better night.
That’s quite a star studded place you’re living in. But I feel your pain! I have some musical wannabes playing until the 5 in the morning. I hear guitars a tambourine and terrible singing. It’s just horrible!
S. Stylus: Great idea… LOL. I don’t think they sleep during the day either.
Meleah: Actually, the worst would be them leaving their trash in front of your door. Also, them having their kids out in the hallway doing some things that I aught not mention (save that for another post).
IW: Yeah! its always something isn’t it?
Lavenderbay: LOL… Violence never solved anything. But sometimes it makes you feel good. People take freedom of speech to the next level. I don’t think folk understand tact.
OP: People usually don’t like what they resemble. We’ll talk later.
Ms. Q: Tell me about it. I have more neighbors with more stories. Stay tuned.
The Fitness Diva: It’s that level of tolerance being tested. But yeah, she hit a soft spot with you (which is good). I’m glad they play R&B and not some off the wall type of music. But even still… Put some headphones on or something. I like how one remark can cause a solution to be found. I heard you working out… She went and got a rug.
Healthy Moms: I can relate to the rooster crowing. I used to stay in the lower east side where they had a chicken shack. Rooster was right on time but that took no time to get used to. If the sound was consistent and didn’t resemble a mixtape I think it would be bearable. I’m thinking of moving though. So we’ll see how much I can deal with this. And thx…
Ricardo: Tambourine and guitars? That doesn’t even sound right.