Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Rear Window Observations

Currently Reading: Farewell, My Lovely by Raymond Chandler

My neighbors can't park. Seriously, I'm sitting here on the third floor looking out over the parking lot and they REALLY can't park.

Oooo, that's gonna leave a mark. Old lady parks her car in slot #2. Silver car in slot #1 gets a tap from her door. Hard to say who's to blame in this one. On the one hand, the old lady DID let her door swing out too far. On the other hand, that silver car is parked more crooked than a Memphis politician and it's riding the line too!

Not that the old lady is perfect. The front of her car is about 2 feet from the curb so it's sticking out quite a bit. And she's not the only one. A few slots over there's another car doing the same thing. Good thing the parking lot is pretty wide.

But you know what the really bad part about all this is? There are only FOUR cars in the lot right now and one of them hasn't moved since last night. Three cars. 10 available slots. It's not like we're crowded here or they had to dodge anything. These people seem unable to manage a simple 90 degree turn into a parking space.

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The kids down in 204 are pigs. We're not sure if they're girls or boys yet. About 2 weeks ago I saw two guys coming out of the place and heading down the stairs. I've also seen a guy hanging out there on the balcony. On the other hand, I just saw two girls heading over to the dumpster with their trash bags and last week we saw a girl over at the car washing area washing her dogs. She also came from that apartment. Lord I hope that doesn't mean there are FOUR of them crammed in that two bedroom apartment but it would explain some things.

CC noted one morning that there were three garbage bags in front of their door, all covered in ants. I guess they were too lazy to cross the parking lot to the dumpster that day. There are also a large number of cigarette butts around their door and in the stairwell outside it too. I'm thinking at least one of them smokes and isn't allowed to do it inside. Fortunately they're on the other side of the building so we don't have to walk past them every day. Never understood how people can live like that. Doesn't take much energy to clean things up a bit.

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It's back to school time here. Kids start up on the 8th. You can already see it in their eyes. They know it's coming.

I remember what it was like. The last week of summer you just want to cram in as many things as you can, especially since you didn't do ANYTHING you said you WOULD do over the summer. It gets worse the older you get too. High school, assigned summer reading. Show of hands, who actually did it? Ok, there are a few of you out there who were teacher's pet, the rest of us freaked out that last week and tried to at least get SOME idea of what those books were about :-)

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For the record, CC parked WAY better than everyone else in the lot. She just got home.

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