Ugh, so I had to call and complain about neighbors last night. No, not partying kids or whatever, but get this...a family with two of the brattiest kids I've ever seen in my life. I've never hated a kid so much as I do these little shits. They moved in a little before summer started and we've been MORE than patient with them. They are destructive, carving in trees and breaking and throwing rocks, they run up and down the stairs of the apartment building, shaking the whole building, they mess with our and other peoples belongings, they leave there stupid toys and trash all over the courtyard. AAAAAAAGH!!! I can't stand them. Last night was the last straw, they kept running by our apartment, messing with my plants and throwing rocks on the patio of the guy above us, so I called. God, I hope they do something about it. And I hate the parents. They see all of this go on and just sit by and watch. Learn how to fucking parent a child!
Anyway, now that that's out of my system...I'm about to head out for work (it's my Friday, thank god). And then tomorrow it's off to the Rennaisance Festival. WOOHOO!!!
Anyway, now that that's out of my system...I'm about to head out for work (it's my Friday, thank god). And then tomorrow it's off to the Rennaisance Festival. WOOHOO!!!
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I have neighbors like that... they scream and run in the hallway at 1 a.m on Sunday night and their parents don't say anything.
Good luck in the Rennaisance Festival!