I’m driving the perps next door nuts. And they sure don’t like it. I’m doing unto them as they do unto. And happy campers they’re not.
When I take a shower, what they like to do is turn off my hot or cold water. My water is either very cold or very hot, no in-between. So when they take a shower, I do the same thing to them. I immediately turn my hot and cold water on. It makes their shower too hot, or too cold. I hate wasting water, and it probably sounds childish to those of you who aren’t in my situation, but you’d have to be in my shoes to understand.
The perps turn the shower right off. And usually stomp their feet. Too bad.
When they send the high pitch sound into my apartment, I put my radio and ear buds on and “zone out.”
Lately, I’ve noticed I have a problem finding ear buds. All the places where I used to buy them no longer sell them. Of course, the businesses are told not to carry them. And the zombies do the government’s bidding. But I’m not worried about not being able to find ear buds. I have almost a year’s supply, because I knew they’d do what they did.
And the woman next door complained to the office manager about the loud music she hears coming from my apartment. The manager comes up to my apartment almost every day, trying to catch me playing loud music. I heard the manager say she couldn’t hear any noise coming from it. And the manager will never hear any noise coming from my apartment. I can have the door open and no one can hear a thing. I’ve learned a thing or two from the government flunkies.
It’s too bad that the people next door are having a bad time with noise. Poor souls.
The people next door feel they have a God-given right to harass me. The government told them so. And it is my job to take their bullshit.
Yeah, in a pig’s eye.
If they don’t want to be harassed, they shouldn’t harass me, because I do not take anyone’s bullshit!
Oh, God, I dream of having a normal life some day.