Unregistered
June 16th, 2005, 10:46 AM
You are not the worst neighbor I can imagine, but you are pretty damn close. You have made my life miserable since you moved in and then you have the nerve to arrogantly "punish" me for calling you on all your bullshit. You tell me that you have a "very demanding job" at Microsoft, which is just the place for people like you (BTW, I have a friend in HR there, and she says not only do you have a nothing job,you perform it unremarkably). You're a mediocre person who obviously supplements*your boring, unoriginal life by creating unnecessary, idiotic drama for those around you. You're too immature to know how to resolve conflict in a kind, neighborly way and instead wig out and treat me like I'm an unreasonable person for not wanting your life to infringe upon mine.
You act like you're doing me a favor by simply being a decent neighbor. Well, fuck you and your faux bohemian, totally wacky!, Starbucks-sampler-listening, loud-sex-having, idiotic lifestyle. Why don't you just move to the Eastside where you belong? Even though you'll never have the courage or the character to apologize for your rudeness and treat me with anything other than a surly, contentious, and patronizing attitude, I can only hope that in the witching hour you can at least be honest with yourself about how selfish, antagonistic, and mean-spirited you are. The only reason I don't tell this to your face, is that unlike you, I have the conviction to treat my neighbors with respect whether I think they deserve it or not. Oh, and the next time you decide to send me a nasty, indignant email, you might want to use the spell check before you hit send, you dummy.
You act like you're doing me a favor by simply being a decent neighbor. Well, fuck you and your faux bohemian, totally wacky!, Starbucks-sampler-listening, loud-sex-having, idiotic lifestyle. Why don't you just move to the Eastside where you belong? Even though you'll never have the courage or the character to apologize for your rudeness and treat me with anything other than a surly, contentious, and patronizing attitude, I can only hope that in the witching hour you can at least be honest with yourself about how selfish, antagonistic, and mean-spirited you are. The only reason I don't tell this to your face, is that unlike you, I have the conviction to treat my neighbors with respect whether I think they deserve it or not. Oh, and the next time you decide to send me a nasty, indignant email, you might want to use the spell check before you hit send, you dummy.