I jump out of bed cursing everything that exists on my planet.
It's six in the morning.
Six I tell you.
But my neighbour is mowing his lawn.....At six.
Did I mention it was six in the morning????
I peep outside and there he is...
Shameless old man....scumbag....
who mows their lawn at six.
Doesn't he have a wife or a mistress...or an episode to catch up on.
I take a deep breath before opening the door .
"Hey! hey! dude..."
he doesn't even turn it off... he just looks at me as if waiting for me to state my problem...
its written all over your face!
I know!
"Some of us are trying to sleep here sir!....
and my job doesn't start till 7:30 ....which by-"
the nerve on this guy.....
"Rude!"..... " Don't you have anything better to do?"
I ask totally pissed by his ignorance.
maybe he's deaf or dumb.
"Would you prefer I make you pancakes princess?..... this is Austin...not Atlanta"
and with that he continues annoying me.
I slam my door and throw myself on the couch.
man I miss San.
Nobody woke you up at six o'clock because his or her sleep was acting up.
So now I can't go back to sleep because of my neighbour.
I turn on the TV .
scroll . scroll. scroll.
Nothing interesting.
I decide to make myself breakfast .