Today I…
Threatened
to Call the Cops
Ah… just another
Friday night downtown.
My bed is two feet from my window. My window is three
feet from the sidewalk. So it is not surprising that we often wake up in the
middle of a weekend night to the sounds of loud obscenities and other
randomness.
Tonight: “I love you! That’s why I followed you! I
care about you!” Boo hoo hoo.
Typically, these drunk episodes are dopplered
(dopplerized?). I hear them coming, I hear them going. Tonight this one came
and stayed. At least until I yelled out the window, “Shut up or I’m calling the
cops!” Classy, eh? Well, it worked. They walked off, and the cousin of the
distraught drunk apologized very politely. Nice young man…
But it took me an hour to get back to sleep.
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