PAT \\\ PATRICK \\\ DANIEL \\\ PAUL
Monday, July 12, 2004
I checked into my room tonight after getting back from San Francisco and as I'm walking past my neighbors door, I hear very loud classical music. I'm thinking, "no problems, I've got some emails to send and a plane ticket to book and I haven't been online since friday, so I'll listen to some classical music." Well, I'm about ready for bed and the music is still blasting an hour later. So I leave my room and go knock on the door.
After knocking I see the "do no disturb" tag shoved into the door...
After seeing said tag, I hear a woman loudly moaning...
After hearing said woman I went back to my room and wondered what the hell I was supposed to do.
I ended up doing nothing, just checking boxscores and had almost forgoten about it. Then about a minute ago I heard the dude. Apparently he was busy or something when I was knocking earlier.
I would now like to core out my ears. Because, really? I don't need to hear some dude through the goddamned walls finishing off. Just, no.
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