February 28th, 2005
Dear Brooke and Brian,
Last night, between the hours of 11:00PM and 3:00AM, you woke us up at least 3 times.
Frustrated and tired, I came and knocked on your side door in hopes that we could talk about the current situation and maybe work out some solution. Needless-to-say, I was a little dismayed when Brian totally ignored me, walked out the front door, and drove away—consciously turning on his headlights after he pulled onto 200 South—refusing to acknowledge my presence on your doorstop.
It’s obvious that the two of you are working through some issues. And, it’s obvious that the two of you have been working through the same issues since you moved into this apartment complex more than 5 months ago! The walls and ceilings in this building are paper thin, and when the two of you shout or yell or stomp it reverberates through our entire living space! We are more acquainted with the two of you than you would probably want us to be. And we seem to get the best acquainted with you when we’re trying to sleep!
We want to work through this issue with you as smoothly as possible. We know that marriage is hard work, but, if the two of you continue to wake us up by defying Provo City noise ordinance with your loud bickering and fighting, we will have no choice but to go to the landlord and/or the local authorities.
We don’t hate you! This isn’t some sort of power trip fueled by some type of socio-political agenda; we’re just super tired.
Please, let’s work something out.
my little homophobe
1 year ago