“I bet the neighbors know my name…” Why does that song (and particularly that line) keep running through my head? I’ve liked the song since the first time I heard it about a month ago. In fact, the more I hear from Trey Songz, the more I am growing to like him. Hmm. It’s puzzling because it usually takes a lot more than a nice mellow beat and a catchy line for me to get hung up on an R&B song but there’s something about it… I guess it could have something to do with the fact that I really do think my neighbors now know who I am (if not my name).
After having water raining down on you from the upstairs apartment, it becomes kinda hard to ignore your neighbor. I swear I never saw my downstairs neighbor before last night but as soon as he knocked on my door, I knew exactly who he was and why he was there. I am truly sorry for the incident but usually when I flush my toilet, water goes down the hole- it doesn’t elevate, spill over and cause water damage to two other apartments. I feel bad not only for the inconvenience that my innocent act might have caused but also because there was no graceful way for me to remove half my collection of bras while they hung drying in the bathroom as the neighbor and the super stood in my tiny bathroom. But we live in a modern times right? At least my bathroom was clean. Guess I’ll just have to think twice about flushing from now on.
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