Pump up the Volume

I have found myself getting more and more irritated at the exceptionally loudness of  the people here. Our neighborhood is actually really quiet. And having lived in downtown Denver I feel that I know just how loud a city can be.

However, we live at the end of a culdesac (of sorts) and the people who live near us can park basically right next to the window of our living room. Maybe its the fact that we don’t have an actual window on our window (Most building around here are like this, screen then metal blinds, then bars. It may have something to do with the hurricanes). But when people park next to our window and “engage” or “disengage” their alarms, with of course a horn honking twice, it will usually scare the crap out of me. Then it seems they will forget they just pressed the engage button and hit it again. Which in turn leads to a 4 to 6 honk and light flash process. I think people just don’t understand how annoying it is, or they are really used to it. Last night we walked by this guy washing his car with the car alarm engaged. Every few seconds the alarm would go off. Washing the car too hard I guess.

Our neighbor Eduardo, this older guy who is really nice. I usually run into him when I am coming home. And he is always happy to see me and shakes my hand. But it seems every morning I hear his blood curdling screams. Even if I could understand Spanish I don’t think he is audible, with the exception of the word “mama”. Its funny because I will see him again in the day and say ” Hey Eduardo, how are you?” Expecting him to tell me some crazy thing about his mom and how much he loathes her. But he always tells me the same thing “Oh, great! Last night I drank way too much”! At about 7 o’clock pm yesterday, we heard this lady tapping on a window asking for “Indio”.  The tapping then turned into knocking and the knocking then turned into banging. The asking turned into yelling and the yelling turned into screaming. She wasn’t banging on our window. It was the neighbors. And after about 30 minutes of this, she finally decided that “Indio” probably wasn’t there and stopped banging and screaming.  Any normal person would have waited about 3 minutes before giving up.

While walking through the city all of the sounds don’t bother me and I could care less if some kid is blasting his regatone on his cell phone on the quiet bus. I couldn’t care any less if the alarm at some building is going off.

Its just the fact that when I come home I really want some peace and quiet and to enjoy those Medella Lights, without people screaming and car alarms going off. Is that too much too ask?

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  • Janie says so:
    April 2nd, 2008 |

    Loved your article. Man, I feel for you. I would of been in a straight jacket after the first week. No wonder you spend so much time at the beach. Try investing in a cheap pair of earplugs, they work wonders.

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