I’ve been in my little apartment for most of a month now and like it. I’ve lived the apartment life in years past but the worst experience I had was my own damn fault. Having lots of parties with your best buddies frequently eventually got me evicted. That was the early 1980’s. So long ago. These days I am exactly the opposite.
I want peace and quiet, as much as can be reasonably expected from your neighbors. I have decent neighbors, two very nice black ladies across from me, and a young couple above who are shacking up. Naughty! They have two dogs which make the apartment into a rumpus room at times. They are small dogs, I don’t mind them.
The dog’s hoomans are the issue. They stomp about at times and (sometimes) at about 5:15 every morning. That doesn’t really bug me either, I usually sleep through that crap. I met them briefly, just once. They seem like nice folks. The young gal never peeps. My window is rather close to the sidewalk, it’s the guy who peeps.
Almost every bloody time he walks by my window, he looks directly into my apartment. It’s freaking rude dude! I make it my purpose to not look into others apartments while walking through the complex. It’s a matter of simple respect. It makes me angry that he does this, but it will never cause me to confront him.
That crap will almost surely escalate things. My solution? Close the blinds, for good. That sucks but I see it as the only viable solution to a situation created by strangers who were apparently never taught to have basic respect for other people. There are other windows to open for light. Perhaps it’s because I was born in 1960 and come from what I see as a better, vanished time.