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Just Got Schooled… I think…

In The Daily Drool on March 12, 2010 at 1:10 am

Well, I’ve complained about my noisy neighbors (to the left) a fair share, but tonight, my friends, the tables have turned… and it’s all Gerard Butler’s fault.

(sigh)

It started with THE UGLY TRUTH… a movie I made much point of avoiding when it was first released, but then (sucker!) a friendly “You might like this” note popped up on my Blockbuster page and I said “Aw, what the heck” to Gerard Butler’s handsome, (Ooooh, so handsome!!!) mug.  It’s been sitting on my T.V. for the past week, and I didn’t feel like staring at the computer anymore so I plunked down to watch it.

(And although this isn’t a review-post, I will say the movie is fun.  A lot of vagina jokes… but fun.  I mean, as long as you look at the Romantic Comedy genre as Fantasy, the occasional Katherine Heigle movie is good fun)

So, the end of the movie comes along and that reeeeeeeeeeally catchy Flo Rida song,  “Right Round” – you know the one they play at the end of THE HANGOVER – comes on.  So I don’t turn the dvd player off right away, but let it roll.  I’m even up dancing around the apartment a little… but not too much, because about 30 seconds later my neighbor to the right KNOCKS ON MY DOOR!   And I’m thinking – Who’s selling stuff this late?  Nobody… Should I pick up a vase?

But I peep out the peephole and there’s some brunette woman in a snuggie (okay, maybe it was a robe, it was hard to tell) and I crack open the door a bit and she’s all “I can hear you”

Ummm…. what?

“Your music?”

(Brain is still trying to figure out what she’s wearing)

“I’m your neighbor.”

And this is when I get it.  So I clarify – “Over there?”

To which she stupidly nods.  Er, rather, she nods at me as though I’m stupid.

“Oh, okay, well, it’s just the T.V. but I’ll turn it down.”

WOW!  I wanted to ask her if she was ever that aggressive with the people on the other side of me.  I mean, in this little equation here, she and they would be the wafer, I the cream filling – but certainly she’s heard their boisterous party fouls echoing across the courtyard… Does she ever “Snuggie” up and give their door a firm knockin’?   I mean, if I strapped my Snuggie on every time I heard the Beastie Boys echoing nextdoor, I’d be living on their doorstep – “Oh, pardon our neighbor, she has sensitive ears!”

I could sit outside with a little squirtgun and spray them when they over-spoke/danced/laughed too laud/got carried away with the Rock Band…

(sigh)

And I was just watching T.V. – was it really that loud?  Have I gone deaf in my not-yet-old age?  Is she a middle-school teacher who’s had a bad day and needed to knock some heads around?  (If so, it’s a shame I didn’t open my door up wider for her to slap her ruler at me)  And really, who wears their Snuggies a skull-crackin’?

Anyway, the point is, I played “Right Round” too loudly tonight, and Gerard Butler made me do it.

No Snuggies were harmed in the writing of this post.  Also, author wishes to clarify that she herself does NOT own a Snuggie.


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  1. Neighbours. Don’t you kust love them. You might also enjoy this:

    http://caughtinthemiddleman.wordpress.com/2007/08/13/my-neighbours-the-good-the-bad-and-the-ugly-part-1-2/

    Good luck with the noise.

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