Ian wrote:Yeah, that was the year that Boone lived with me for a semester. That was the closest I ever came to being evicted. The SP freak would call the landlord anytime he would hear a noise from upstairs (our apartment). To be honest, we really weren't that loud. It was an old place.. you heard stuff through the walls. I eventually started calling the landlord whenever he'd play his SP music. That shut him up.
I can imagine how you felt. I would go stir crazy too after a while...
Some guy on the train this afternoon was talking (I should say shouting) VERY loudly on his cell phone; luckily the call was relatively short.
I sometimes wonder if these people realize how loud they are shouting
into the phone.
There is a great ad campaign (posters are displayed in trains) from one of the cellular companies.
One of the ads says:
"If you love your cell phone so much why are you shouting at it?"
Another says something like:
"Show people how cool your vibrating (i.e. silent) alert on your cell phone is."