TO THE PEOPLE DOWNSTAIRS WHO PLAY THEIR TV REAL, REAL LOUD,
I KNOW 6 INCHES OF CEMENT SEPARATES ME FROM YOU, BUT FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY AND SACRED, *MUST* YOU BLARE YOUR T.V. UNTIL 11:30 AT NIGHT EVERY NIGHT? I'M TOLD BY MY INFORMANT THAT THE BOTH OF YOU ARE OLD AND THAT YOU'RE BOTH HARD OF HEARING. PERHAPS YOU WOULDN'T BE SO HARD OF HEARING (NOT TO MENTION HAVING TO SHOUT AT EACH OTHER) IF YOU PRACTICED THE ZEN ART OF LISTENING.
NOW. I WILL BE HOLDING A SHORT SESSION IN THE ZEN ART OF LISTENING THE EVENING OF THE 21ST IN MIAMI IF ANYONE WOULD CARE TO JOIN ME. METHINKS YOU COULD USE A LITTLE ZEN IN YOUR VERY HARD-OF-HEARING LIVES.
THANKS IN ADVANCE FROM THE PRETTY GIRL WHO LIVES UPSTAIRS AND NEEDS HER BEAUTY SLEEP TO REMAIN SO,
~SOPHEAVA
PS, SORRY DIDN'T MEAN TO SHOUT, APPARENTLY I'VE CAUGHT YOUR DISEASE.
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A foot of concrete is important when your next-door neighbor lets their hearing aid go and have to watch game-shows at full volume. Or when a volcanic blast of debris that used to be your furniture and personal effects blows out of your floor-to-ceiling windows and sails flaming into the night.
-Jack Fight Club
pardon?