February 24, 2006

Snore

Filed under: Life on the Isle

My neighbor snores. REALLY loudly. I can hear him through the walls. At one time I know the head of his bed mirrored mine, but now I can tell he’s moved it. And yet, I still hear him snoring! Right now I am sitting at my desk in the corner furthest away from where I imagine his bed to be and I can hear him like he’s in my room. What can you do about that?

I think he may have sleep apnea too. Would it be rude to leave him a note? I mean, it’s not like he’s doing it on purpose and it’s not like he can stop. But seriously - I can’t keep sleeping on the sofa.

February 4, 2006

Bebe’s Kids Taking Over

So I went to Trailer Trash Central last night - WalMart. I hate WalMart. Really. I renew my vow never to shop there again. I don’t know what it is about WalMart, but do parents rub dirt on the kids in the parking lot before they enter the store? I don’t care what time it is - early in the morning, middle of the afternoon, late night - but the there’s always dirty kids with stained shirts, messy hair and grape Kool-Aid moustaches running around the store like they’re crazy. And there’s some kid who is just screaming away and being ignored by the parents.

Last night there was a kid who wasn’t being watched by the mother and the little girl grabbed something off the shelf and threw it on the ground. It was a toy or something, not glass, but you could still tell it broke. So the mom picks it up and stuffs it inside a suitcase and walks away. Thanks lady - she’s probably one of those who complains about high prices all the time.

And then there was this kid who kept crying. For about twenty minutes. And I’m not without sympathy - it must be awfully hard to get your shopping done and have a small child and if they’re at the age where they want to throw a tantrum, you’re just kind of stuck until you train them to do otherwise. But it was 9:30pm and this kid was less than a year old and was either hungry, tired or wet and had that whiney, exhausted cry that, if you have common sense, recognize as beyond their control. Was mom shopping for last minute diapers? Formula? Medicine? No. She was out searching the $5 DVD bin. Then she was at the jewelry counter. Then shoe shopping. That’s just not right!

I’m starting to get really fed up with this. Last night I gave one kid a look - he was trying to pull my stuff out of the cart when we were in line. I gave him that look my mom must have given me a million times and he backed right off. Don’t tell me kids don’t know how to behave. Wouldn’t it be better if they learned from the parents and not complete strangers?