AUGGGGGGHHHHHHH.

[listersgirl]

The weekend has been rife with firecrackers right outside my window, and I'm ready to smack someone. I keep drifting off into daydreams about stomping outside, grabbing the firecrackers from their grubby little hands*, and storming back to enjoy my evening in peace.**

Of course I never would, because I can't confront anyone ever due to my overwhelming fear of them hitting me in retaliation, but I'm THIS CLOSE.

*Not that I can see them. They could be 75-year-old grandmothers for all I know. But I have my doubts.
**With just the extra-loud jazz radio from next door, the thumping bass from downstairs, and the "hilarious" conversation from upstairs.

Comments

[somepeople.livejournal.com]

Very much sympathy on the firecrackers and thumping bass. Also, confrontation probably wouldn't achieve anything, even if you got up the courage. It didn't solve anything for us. :-(

[listersgirl]

Today at work I discovered that I was not the only one. Firecrackers all over the city! Yeesh.

[somepeople.livejournal.com]

We have the same thing for about a month around the July 4 holiday. Everyone wants to blow up their own little piece of Chicago. With the explosives people use here, it's a little like being shelled at times.