this wont be a kryptoblog windtalking post.
i got a complaint letter from building management about the noise on saturday night during my hauswarming party. i feel bad that i was responsible for keeping some folx from enjoying their saturday night 11 PM tea (??). (that’s a joke.)
in all seriousness, i would have preferred to not have disturbed my neighbours, however, they did not phone or knock on my door — therefore i didn’t even have a chance to turn down the stereo or tell people to talk quietly on the deck. i don’t even know which actually caused the complaint — the building manager doesn’t know either.
wow, this feels [bleep]ty that my neighbours wouldn’t knock, the assistant building manager on duty wouldn’t phone, but instead preferred to stay disturbed and write a letter.
maybe it’s just the way i deal with things, but i don’t feel like this was dealt with appropriately. i can appreciate it if they didn’t want to disturb us in the middle of disturbing them.. but that makes no sense. so .. what?
so that is that. a letter really isn’t so bad, but it’s just so impersonable. i guess. and i would’ve preferred not to disturb them. i didn’t know.