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Out of the frying pan and into the fire

Posted on January 7th, 2007 by Dax.
Categories: blog post.

I know it’s been a while since I posted, a lot of things have happened since my last post.

Spracky and I made it back from Costa Rica, I will add those posts soon.

I got a job, so I have a little less time to post.

The holidays have come and gone.

Unfortunately, while we were in Costa Rica we gained a new downstairs neighbor, some soroity girls from the local university moved in. I should have known it was a bad sign the night we came back from Costa Rica one of the girls boyfriends was out in the rain yelling and crying about her.

We have had several problems with these two youngs women, partying till 4:00 AM, doors slamming all hours of the day and night, the television in the master bedroom cranked real loud all through the night.

We first tried to let the girls know of the problems, but they eventually told management that they no longer wanted to hear from us. So we have had to call the cops in the middle of the night to tell the girls to keep it down, like that’s something that the police should have to deal with. We feel that the management of our complex just doesn’t have the guts to do their job, and to evict the girls.

Right before the holidays the girls had a huge party on their patio. Spracky had had enough, she called up management the next morning and cussed the living hell out of the manager. I then called him to play as the “good cop” and explained to him the mess that was left on the patio of the girls.

When I got home from lunch I went and spoke with the manager again, and they agreed that it appeared as though things have gotten out of hands and that they were going to ask the girls to move somewhere else in the complex…that’s right, become someone elses problem within the apartment complex…how nice of management.

This morning at 3:00 AM, we hear some guy yelling and hollering in their living room, and finally around 4:00 AM it stopped.

I wrote management a long letter expressing the need for their involvement once again, I will post it at the bottom of this post.

Then today the girls keep slamming the front door and carrying on out in the parking lot like a couple of whores.

I have always tried to keep my exact location a little bit of a secret on this blog, but I need to state the following: The Delta Gamma girls at University of North Florida are disrespectful little bitches! They are immature little shits that should have their sorority at UNF removed.

That’s how I feel, and that’s what a blog is for, to spread your thoughts.

Spracky and I both long for the days when our old downstairs neighbor only played the saxophone in the middle of the day.

Here is the letter that I gave to management today, enjoy.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

To Whom It May Concern:

At 3:08 AM, on Sunday, January 07, 2007, my wife and I, who reside in apartment A, were woken up by a male voice yelling and hollering from the living room of apartment B. This yelling did not appear to be of an angry tone, but that of a jovial one. We could not tell exactly what was being said, but we could hear the

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