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Apartment Kibbitzen

weather: cloudy
outside: 13.1°C
mood: perplexed
There were sharp voices outside my window on a crisp sunny Saturday afternoon in early Spring. I couldn't be sure which building they burst out of.


It would be an understatement to say that they were both clearly very upset. They were muffled by the vertical distance to my partially open window, but at the same time, the two voices were clear, strained and cacophonously metal on metal.

Hers was explosive, enraged and incessant. She didn't stop. I needed to catch my breath just listening to her go. I was convinced she wasn't breathing while she was railing on and on. It was as if she had a special physiological mechanism that could osmose oxygen through her skin and carry it directly to her arteries.

His was trying to calm her down and stop her from... doing something he didn't want her to do. I wasn't sure what. His voice marked her long ceaseless string of verbality, like a metronome to Flight of the Bumblebee, with different intonations of her name that expressed the gamut of connotation, from desparately attempted appeasement to anger at both her belligerent accusations and his own inability to get through to her.

Ah, apartment living...

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sertrel
May. 2nd, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)
Since leaving my parents' home at 15, I have never lived where at least two of my residence walls did not abut someone else. You have my sympathies.
bride
May. 2nd, 2007 05:09 am (UTC)
It's usually pretty quiet here, but that's why an argument like that really carries, even from outside.

We argue in whispers now =)
compscilin
May. 2nd, 2007 05:30 am (UTC)
You could always argue over IM... :->
bride
May. 2nd, 2007 05:32 am (UTC)
That's very true! =D
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bride
May. 2nd, 2007 02:42 pm (UTC)
=O Jeez... it's hilarious how people think no one can hear them when they're hollering on their cell phones XD
rcantilles
May. 3rd, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)
Robin's first apartment in Boston had awful wall/ceiling mates.

His next door neighbor was either having loud sex or loud arguments with his girlfriend.

His upstairs neighbor sounded like she was abusing him constantly. We'd hear her yelling, things breaking, loud crashes.... One morning, I walked out of Robin's apartment, saw him leaving the apartment, and a chair flew out after him.


bride
May. 3rd, 2007 05:31 am (UTC)
Ayeesh... =\
razorw
May. 7th, 2007 09:05 pm (UTC)
That sucks... I don't miss living in the apartments...
bride
May. 8th, 2007 04:53 am (UTC)
Yeah... this is temporary for us... I hope =}
razorw
May. 8th, 2007 06:48 am (UTC)
Yah I know... never temporary enough.. =P
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