I discovered whose car was the one keeping me awake last night...
So, I decided to leave a note on the offending vehicle (took me an hour to write it because I had to keep toning it down...). As I walk out and leave it on the windshield, I bump into a couple of other neighbors who are talking about the exact car. "Whose is it?" we wondered. One neighbor suddenly recalled that it might belong to the daughter of one of the neighbors who lives over there. "Do you think so?" asked the other neighbor. "Now's your chance to find out," the first neighbor replied, pointing. Sure enough, the garage door was opening. I looked back at the neighbors and they both looked at me. "Fine, I guess I'll be the one to go find out... Excuse me, do you happen to know whose car...?" I was interrupted by vitriol that I cannot print here--but the message was: it was her daughter's dad's car, it kept her up as well, her daughter will be taking it to her father's house as soon as she is ready (it was 11 am), she tries to be a nice neighbor, why am I harassing her? "I'm sorry I bothered you," I said, a little taken aback, as she got in her car and drove off. Ten minutes later, the daughter came out and, very quickly, got in the car that had plagued our sleep and drove off as well--with the note still caught in her windshield wiper.
Why was I harassing her? I'm still trying to wrap my head around this gall...
