I was in a coffee shop a few minutes ago and ended up in a conversation about college pranks. I was reminded of what was probably my best one. Yes, college was a wild time. One neighbor said I was the definition of terpitude.
There was a crabby old woman named Clara who lived under me, always complaining about something. I first met her the day I moved into my college apartment. It was midnight, and I had just about finished unpacking, and there was a knock at the door. I thought "I don't know anyone in this town yet! Who could that be?" Opened the door. Clara. She said "Young man, could you turn yoru air conditioner off? It's making too much noise." I laughed and slammed the door.
She was constantly complaining to the landlord about people slamming their doors, the noisy elevator going all night, etc. As I lived right above her, she complained about me a lot.
One night, I was over at my neighbor Bill's directly across the hall. I mentioned her and we concocted a plan. I went back to my apartment and jumped up and down several times. Clara: Quit making that noise! I kept it up, knowing she would call the landlord. I went back to Bill's apartment. About 15 minutes later, I heard two people coming down the hall, obviously Clara and the landlord. He knocked on my door, and wasn't happy about being woke up at 1 am. And... he lived across town! He wasn't happy; the knocking was loud: BOOM! BOOM!
Bill stepped out his door: "Looking for Larry?"
Landlord: "Yes, Larry isn't answering."
Bill: "Larry left hours ago to go bar hopping. He isn't home."
Well... you can imagine the rest.
And she never again complained about me, LOL!
Larry
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