The guys who moved into the apartment above me are just night-and-day to the asswagon who lived there before them. They’re quiet, they say “Hi,” when you see them outside, and bless their hearts, they came down to warn me that they’re going to be shoveling their balcony, and which side did I prefer them to chuck the snow off? Huh? Dudes, ya’ll can chuck the snow anywhere you want! And thank you for even thinking to ask!
The old Mr. Upstairs used to throw trash and empty his vacuum off the balcony, which drove me nuts. And then there was the dirty mop water, with God only knows what sorts of chemicals in it. But snow? That they even thought to ask was awfully sweet. I hope they stick around for a long, long time, because they are awesome neighbors.
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