Dear Guy (or Gal, but I strongly suspect you are a guy) that either lives on or around my street:
Hello!
I’m glad you like my nice tree-lined street as much as I do! I mean, who wouldn’t? Lots of nice shady trees, quiet houses and apartments…you can almost see the cartoon bluebirds!
Oh, it’s pretty quiet most of the time, except…FOR WHEN YOU RIDE YOUR DAMN MOTORCYCLE UP AND DOWN AND UP AND DOWN. I don’t know what you are doing to make it sound like that, but it can’t possibly be good. (That’s why I think you must be a guy. No girl would do that to something.) Seriously, I’m getting fed up. I like sleeping with my windows open; but sadly I cannot anymore, because the last few times I tried to, you came roaring down the street after I’d been asleep for about an hour, causing me to jump about six feet off of my bed.
I get that this street, however nice and shady it may be, is an offshoot of a fairly busy street. However, said busy street is pretty deserted at 12:00 at night, which seems to be your favorite time to ride. If you don’t come by when I’m sleeping, you roar by when I’m sitting back relaxing, reading a book and sipping a glass of wine. Do you know how hard wine is to get out of carpet?!
Yes, I guess I could keep my windows shut, but I don’t want to. It’s too cold with the AC on and too stuffy without some form of ventilation.
We live in a fairly small town. WITH SIDEWALKS. Why don’t you walk? Get some fresh air, quit letting all those toxic gas fumes off into the atmosphere- you can save the environment and not disturb me all at the same time! How lucky for you!
So, in short you+no loud motorcycle on my street=me (extremely happy and well rested).
Thanks,
Rachel
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