The assholes on the end finally left. I was getting worried they’d be here forever and that the office wouldn’t toss or move them no matter how much I complained, but they left today, thank God! From what I could hear during one of the many phone conversations that just had to take place outside our door, there was a problem with an appliance (I guess for the apartment she said she was waiting on). This was yesterday. They were just terrible, blasting the TV, slamming doors, banging, shouting, etc. I am just sooo damn cursed with assholes like them! Tom went to the office to get change to do the laundry and Michelle said they checked out and also said they could hear loud music over here. Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me. The fat tub of shit, who reminded me so much of the sicko we lived with in Phoenix, strikes me as just the type to counter-complain, too. I doubt very much they could’ve heard this little tinny speaker over there, and if it was possible to go through these walls, how could they have heard it over the TV blaring all the time?

Anyway, that’s the good news; that they’re gone. However, as soon as the housekeeper cleaned the room, in came someone new. They’ve only been here two hours yet already they’ve slammed in and out half a dozen times. What is it with people?! If that was luggage they were hauling up, then they must not be going anywhere for a while. I mean, that would’ve been a lot of luggage, judging by the number of times I heard that door open and close. I just hope they’re not as bad as the last people and that they give us a break sometime soon enough and stop always putting people next to us! I don’t know if there are just that many more people traveling or if it’s just us they like to sic these people on more and more because we haven’t had any vacancies next to us for about a week now. Most of the people on the inside room have stayed just one night, but the end room usually stays longer, so like I said, I hope these people aren’t as bad!

I’m sick of this shit. Really sick of it! Noise and pain, the story of my life.