Friday, April 27, 2007
somehow i believe i owe the people living on the fifth floor an unspoken apology...
for the past few days... well somehow these days are fraud with weird happenings, including me maid's sudden disappearance and my obsession with harry potter series... back to the tale. i have been cursing the people on the fifth floor for drillings and hammerings during the weirdest of hours, like 9 pm, 1.30 am, 2 am, 2.30 am, 4 am, so on and so forth.
that night i was about to put on a jacket and go tell the idiot off in the middle of the night behind my parents' back... well, i didn't anyway.
and just now my mum came home and told me we were wrong. it wasn't the fifth floor, it was the third floor... that weirdie...
at first i thought i was absurd. since the drillings and hammerings happened on my side of the room and that the cupboards hanging on the walls were the one vibrating. then she told me how she and my father embarked on this little adventure in the middle of the night, or rather morning to see who the hell was it.
apparently it was the third floor, and the woman in that house had the nerve to come out at 4 am to take in the laundry, that's where she saw my mum and the two were thrown into a staring competition. and the outcome of the competition was the cessation of noise.
then she asked me if i know them, to that i said no. but she reminded me of an incident... the other time where the HDB water pumps are pumping water at irregular times and sent the owner of that flat scurrying to complain about it. the male owner came up to our house and i was the one who answered the door.
so here's the question. if the water pumpings at 11 pm is disturbing to you which no one else in the block finds annoying, do you really think that DRILLING AND HAMMERING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IS NOT ANNOYING TO ALL?!?!?!?!?!
