Irritating people...
To me, there are two types of people in this world (or for the purpose of this entry anyway). There are irritating people, and non-irritating people.
Now, most people would fall into the second category: Non-iritating people.
You know it's the school hoildays now. And I get to have a few days off from work.
When I get off, I will generally be at home in the morning.
When I am at home, I would wash clothes. And when I am home, I would hang the clothes out to dry. (why? To get the sun to dry it of course...Nothing beats the smell of sun0dried clothes)
I am staying on the 8th storey. Not the highest, and so I would have people living above me. (Oh, and just to digress a bit...I chose the 28th storey for my new house, just to prevent, or rather, reduce the chances of these incidents happening...but I will still have 12 people living above me..)
Anyway. Back to the main point. There is this stupid idiot living on the 10th storey, who just can't seem to learn.
Everytime I hang my clothes out to dry, and when the clothes are already about to dry, I would walk into the kitchen and realize to my amazement that there is a natural wonder in Jurong: A waterfall!
Sheesh. In case any of you still don't know what I mean, I meant that the stupid idiot upstairs doesn't dry her bloody clothes before hanging them out to dry.
I have confronted her ggod knows how many times. There was this once that she really got me on my nerves. I stormed up, and asked her to take in her clolthes, and asked her why she did not dry the clothes before hanging them out. Here's how it went:
me: Excuse me, can you please dry your clothes before you hang them out to dry?
Idiot: Hello, I gt no dryer at home, how to dry?
Me: Well, then go and get one!
Bloody idiot: I got no money, how to buy?
me: Well, then at least let it finish dripping before you hang it out!
Fucking idiot: ok ok.
Bloody hell. Obviously it didn't help. She still did it.
I complained to everyone who would listen. My dad asked me: why you so stupid, want to hang out? don't hang lah. then no problem.
WHY!!! WHY?? Because I didn't want stinky clothes! And anyway, it is my RIGHT to hang the clothes out, and it is her DUTY to ensure that her bloody, fucking clothes are not dripping before she hangs them out!
You must have guessed by now why I am writing this entry. Yes, you got it right. I have hung clothes out. And yes, the water is dripping. Again.
Fuck. I swear I will call the police. No wonder nowadays they need mediation centres. It is because in the world exists fuckers like her.
I hope she reads this! (Oh well, i guess not, because she is so "poor" she can't afford a dryer...BUT can afford to live in a 5 room flat).
And by the way, if you have such idiots living around you, you would feel what I feel. You would understand.
If you are reading this and you are like my idiot neighbour, I hope you change, and stop this.
World Peace. Let's hope I can contain my anger.
FUCK.
Now, most people would fall into the second category: Non-iritating people.
You know it's the school hoildays now. And I get to have a few days off from work.
When I get off, I will generally be at home in the morning.
When I am at home, I would wash clothes. And when I am home, I would hang the clothes out to dry. (why? To get the sun to dry it of course...Nothing beats the smell of sun0dried clothes)
I am staying on the 8th storey. Not the highest, and so I would have people living above me. (Oh, and just to digress a bit...I chose the 28th storey for my new house, just to prevent, or rather, reduce the chances of these incidents happening...but I will still have 12 people living above me..)
Anyway. Back to the main point. There is this stupid idiot living on the 10th storey, who just can't seem to learn.
Everytime I hang my clothes out to dry, and when the clothes are already about to dry, I would walk into the kitchen and realize to my amazement that there is a natural wonder in Jurong: A waterfall!
Sheesh. In case any of you still don't know what I mean, I meant that the stupid idiot upstairs doesn't dry her bloody clothes before hanging them out to dry.
I have confronted her ggod knows how many times. There was this once that she really got me on my nerves. I stormed up, and asked her to take in her clolthes, and asked her why she did not dry the clothes before hanging them out. Here's how it went:
me: Excuse me, can you please dry your clothes before you hang them out to dry?
Idiot: Hello, I gt no dryer at home, how to dry?
Me: Well, then go and get one!
Bloody idiot: I got no money, how to buy?
me: Well, then at least let it finish dripping before you hang it out!
Fucking idiot: ok ok.
Bloody hell. Obviously it didn't help. She still did it.
I complained to everyone who would listen. My dad asked me: why you so stupid, want to hang out? don't hang lah. then no problem.
WHY!!! WHY?? Because I didn't want stinky clothes! And anyway, it is my RIGHT to hang the clothes out, and it is her DUTY to ensure that her bloody, fucking clothes are not dripping before she hangs them out!
You must have guessed by now why I am writing this entry. Yes, you got it right. I have hung clothes out. And yes, the water is dripping. Again.
Fuck. I swear I will call the police. No wonder nowadays they need mediation centres. It is because in the world exists fuckers like her.
I hope she reads this! (Oh well, i guess not, because she is so "poor" she can't afford a dryer...BUT can afford to live in a 5 room flat).
And by the way, if you have such idiots living around you, you would feel what I feel. You would understand.
If you are reading this and you are like my idiot neighbour, I hope you change, and stop this.
World Peace. Let's hope I can contain my anger.
FUCK.
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