Just Call Me Jack

Since the night of no sleep, two more have followed, one of a similar ilk and another that consisted of slamming doors, loud music and screaming voices.  I toyed with calling the police but then figured: 

A) It was more hassle that it's worth 

B) It shouldn't be left to me 

C) An opportunity would arise and karma would prevail.

The thing is bloggers... Sometimes karma needs a helping hand.

I spent this morning knocking on a few business doors, and no sooner stepped foot into my apartment to start prep for tomorrows presentation/final interview, than I heard a lot of commotion upstairs.  Shortly after two pretty strapping and yet ned-like men left the apartment above, walked down the stairwell, and appeared in the back garden  (I say garden, but really it consists of one tree and concrete slabs).  Being a girl who embraces the fresh air and always has her windows open of a day, I then caught a snippet of their conversation.

Guy 1:  People are going to go fuckin' mental when they see the mess

Guy 2:  Whatever man, they can suck it. 

Guy 1:  Hahaha

Guy 2:  We already pissed everyone off.  Who cares

Guy 1:  Yeah, mental man

A glance out the window and it became clear that our garden was about to be utilised in the revamp/fitting of what appeared to be kitchen units.  Circular saw, paint, stripper, tool box, and a cool box full of beer.  A reasonably large pile of old and broken household objects/furniture had also appeared thrown into a heap. Wonderful!

I needed to go back down to my car and so psyched myself up for an encounter and stepped out the door.  The thing is bloggers... When I got downstairs I was presented with a magic bean.

The door to the garden had only been left ajar, and with 3 bolt locks on the inside and no other way to gain direct access back into the building... Well. Within seconds the door had silently been closed and the three bolts secured. The two plonkers in the back were too busy conversing in profanities to even notice.

I headed straight back upstairs and am currently sitting smug as it appears they have turned on each other: 

A) For not latching the door open (as anyone who goes outside knows to do)  

B) For not bringing their mobile phones out 

C) Arguing over who is going to have to jump fence after garden fence in the hopes of hitting a communal garden that doesn't have secured access.

I know it was childish.  At the same time... It would have been rude not to. Shame it isn't set to rain, I've a feeling they may be out there for some time.

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