jbow
sharke
Try taking the bus in Manhattan if you're the kind of person who is easily annoyed.
My pet peeve is these idiots who play their crappy music loud on their cellphones on public transport. I don't understand how you can possibly be so oblivious and inconsiderate. Most of the time it's some angry looking thug who is just daring anyone to say anything. So earlier tonight the bus is packed and this huge guy is standing near the back blasting rap music from his phone. I was trying to read so naturally I was angryed to the gills. But of course I didn't dare say anything because he looked like he was looking for trouble. Halfway through the journey this lady turns around and says "EXCUSE ME SIR.....HEY SIR.....EXCUSE ME"....Yes! Some angel is actually going to speak out. Bless this woman!
"Excuse me sir. I love this song! Can you turn it up?"
A few years ago I was convinced that someone was driving around every night playing loud sub-woofer rap music. I got AO irritated that I got locked and loaded and went driving and looking... (really! Thinking back I am like dude... I can't believe I did that).. anyway, after driving around a bit I found the noise. They were repaving part of Hwy 41 at night, using these huge dump trucks with vibrators in the dumper (dumper?) to make all the gravel or whatever slide out. THAT is what was making the noise. They used to pull forward and slam on brakes making the rear gate on the truck slam into the body to loosen everything... I guess it could have been worse. I'm just glad I didn't find some kids playing loud music.
To be honest, I had no plans to threaten anyone with a gun... I just wanted to be able to protect myself if attacked for asking them to turn it down and go away. Still, I should not get that irritated. It was a foolish thing to do. I did let the construction crew know they were a nuisance. Nothing changed except my blood pressure.
I'm trying to learn. Like I said, grow old gracefully, LOL.
J
I think we've all lost it at one time or another. I was a lot more aggressive and combative in my 20's than I am now, and did things I regretted on a few occasions when it came to noise annoyances. Here's two of the best (I'm not proud of them):
1) My bedroom used to face a back lane that had a combination of back yards and garages (typical terraced street in Newcastle). I always slept with my skylight open - it was an attic apartment. Every day for a week I was woken up at 5am by someone in the distance chanting "Ommmm.......ommmmm.......ommmmmm." The following went through my mind: "Goddamn hippie. I would really like to cram oily rags down your throat." One morning it got to me and I woke up in a blind rage, ran outside in my boxers and work boots and located the chanter. He was sitting behind a garage door. "Ommm....ommmm...ommmmmmmm" So I yelled at the top of my voice "NIP...IT...IN...THE...EFFING...BUD," kicking the garage door as hard as I could to emphasize each syllable. I heard whimpering as I walked away, and never heard the chanting again.
2) Same bedroom, same back lane. The house across the lane was a student digs and the students were away for the summer. For about 3 solid weeks I tolerated the constant beeping of an alarm unit inside the house. It wasn't that loud, but just enough to torture you mentally if you focused on it, which naturally I did. One morning I woke up in another of my blind rages. I got dressed, staggered across the lane half asleep, scaled an 8ft brick wall into their yard, picked up a brick, smashed the back window with it, climbed in, located the offending alarm unit, ripped it off the wall with a claw hammer, climbed back out through the window and over the wall and went straight back to sleep. Slept like a baby.