I have windows in my bedroom. Like most people. I like to sleep with them open, so I can listen to crickets and cars and feel a nice breeze on my face.
Here's what I DON'T like: my (expletive)stupid-face neighbor who cuts down trees with an (expletive) CHAINSAW at (expletive) 7:30 A.M.
I was lying in bed. It was morning. I was tired.
So I was lying there, almost asleep, in my cottony sheets and down comforter. It was a lovely, lovely feeling.
AND THEN, the loudest chainsaw in the entire world started to rev in the house next to me.
At first, I was pretty sure that it would stop (because, really, what needs to be cut down when it's barely light outside yet? Tell me, I dare you). After about a minute it did, and I was allllmoost asleep...
NO, NO I WASN'T, because it started up again. And again and again and again for the next two hours, and I literally almost got out of bed, stood in the middle of my backyard, and yelled "turn off you f****** chainsaw!" at the top of my lungs.
But I didn't. It wouldn't have done any good, and I didn't want to mess with someone holding a chainsaw.
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