Good morning or afternoon and welcome. Coffee?
I call this a lazy person’s coffee. It’s just instant coffee and almond milk. All you have to do is dump a teaspoon or two of instant coffee into the cup, pour hot water to the half-way mark before adding in almond milk. No stirring necessary.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you though this is a long weekend, I’ve had a hellish week. I live near an air force base, so some of my neighbors move a lot due to their jobs. Recently, there’s been two new neighbors and they. Are. Totally shitty (pardon my language).
My next door neighbor would leave his junk of a truck running beneath my bedroom window at 6:30 AM until 7:30 AM everyday. It’s like standing next to a train. Chug chug chug. It’s so loud that you might be able to hear it a mile away.
He would leave, only to return less than 30 minutes later to do it all over again. It’s like he’d just circled the block. This would repeat all day while I’m trying to work from home. I had meetings everyday this week and between the F-35 planes flying overhead every few minutes and my neighbor’s truck roaring and chugging beneath my window, I sometimes couldn’t hear a thing.
My mom went over and complained and it seemed to had quiet down a day or two before it started again.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I had to call the non-emergency line last night. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to file a noise complaint against another neighbor to not only quiet the neighbor but to quiet my mom. She was complaining too but afraid to take action.
Ever heard of Googling? “How to file a noise complaint in XX (city), Utah?”
He has been playing music from his truck all week and it seemed like he would up the dial a little more each night as if testing the neighborhood’s limit. Last night, it got so loud I could feel my floor vibrating and I’m 3 houses down.
The thing was I couldn’t hear any music, all I hear and feel was the bass. Boom boom boom, do you know how frustrating that is?
The other thing was, for some reason, none of the neighbors are calling in to complain. Are they being blackmailed or something?
A short while after I called to complain, as I was out in my garden watering the tomatoes, someone down the street shouted, “Cops, turn it off!” Instantaneously, the music seized and the vicinity became silent. Ah, peace at last.
The planes, ah, who can forget about them? It turned out this week marks the 6th anniversary of those F-35s being in Utah. So to commemorate, they decided to fly, one after another, all day during my most busy work hours. I had to mute myself the entire time during my meetings. I couldn’t ask questions because even if I did, no one will hear anything except the planes.
I, at times, would had to pause whatever I was listening to just because I couldn’t hear anything while the planes flew by. You would think after more than a decade of living in this city, I would get used to this. Never!
If we were having coffee, I would tell you the best day of this week was Thursday. I forgot how fun it was to be back in the office with my co-workers. I forgot how fun it was to eavesdrop on their gossips. Sometimes, I can even learn a thing or two since they tend to gossip about customers and work.
I would thank you for joining me in this edition of #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we’ll both return next week.