isn't it wonderful when the money you pay in taxes supports those who dont need it like the drunk bitch that lives below us who doesnt work and makes all the noise in the world but then comes upstairs to complain about us making noise. i can understand if we were being loud but when we are sitting quietly in our office typing away no noise except the slight clicking of keys and this is the sixth time she has banged on our door and every time its the same hollering in a slurred voice how we woke her. im sorry but we were sitting here quietly and didnt hear or make any noise. "her" well im gonna call the cops and the landlord blah blah blah. i dont know if its the apartment next to her but god i wish she would choke on her double chin i pay taxes to help those in need not support your drinking habit what am i supposed to do go to every apartment out of the nine and beg everyone to stay quiet so they can hear you crystal clear vomiting and yelling at your boyfriend. or maybe tell the cops that drop you off three times a week to keep it down as they shuttle you from the bar to your front door. its bastards like this that make me want to just slice my veins open cause for every one decent person in this world there seems to be fifty of them milking the system and festering the sanity of people like me. damn maybe i should get a shrink to evaluate me im sure i could be deemed insane and incapable to work and i could stay home with you and we could drink bud ice together and remember the good old days of when you could see your feet. god just fucking strike me down now before you put another one on this planet , just fucking kill me and let me have some fucking peace
