Encounter with a sleep thief
Mar. 29th, 2010 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magidShabbat evening I got to bed at a reasonable hour. Unfortunately, late that night (early that morning), there were some people walking down the street shouting. Sure, it's outside, so no need for "inside voices," but really, does anyone need to shout the conversation at 4 A.M.? The answer, for no reason I can discern, seems to be yes.
Except that this time, the noise didn't keep on down the street. No, they stopped outside the building next door, and kept shouting. I got more and more annoyed; being woken up like that tends to make me rather cranky. The shouting continued, and I got fed up enough that I threw on some outside clothes and went out.
Turns out that there was just one woman shouting, trying to get the attention of someone in the second floor apartment (I think). I pointed out to her that it was an unreasonable time to be doing this, and she said that once she'd gotten her friend's attention, she'd be quiet. Um, no. I suggested that I could call the police (no way for her to know I wasn't likely to call unless there were a serious crime happening, since it was Shabbat), and some other friend of hers (also in tight jeans and tall stiletto heels she didn't seem quite comfortable with, either) got out of the waiting cab and got her to shut up. Finally.
I couldn't get back to sleep, tossing and turning for an hour before giving up and going out to the couch to read. I read until dawn, and finally got tired/calm enough to go back to bed. Not surprisingly, I overslept services :-(.
Except that this time, the noise didn't keep on down the street. No, they stopped outside the building next door, and kept shouting. I got more and more annoyed; being woken up like that tends to make me rather cranky. The shouting continued, and I got fed up enough that I threw on some outside clothes and went out.
Turns out that there was just one woman shouting, trying to get the attention of someone in the second floor apartment (I think). I pointed out to her that it was an unreasonable time to be doing this, and she said that once she'd gotten her friend's attention, she'd be quiet. Um, no. I suggested that I could call the police (no way for her to know I wasn't likely to call unless there were a serious crime happening, since it was Shabbat), and some other friend of hers (also in tight jeans and tall stiletto heels she didn't seem quite comfortable with, either) got out of the waiting cab and got her to shut up. Finally.
I couldn't get back to sleep, tossing and turning for an hour before giving up and going out to the couch to read. I read until dawn, and finally got tired/calm enough to go back to bed. Not surprisingly, I overslept services :-(.