That's right, I said it. Why? Because they are.
These asswipes that are doing construction on our building next door, they should be killed. I want to know what possesses someone to start super-loud noises straightaway at 8:00AM only to STOP making noise by 8:30? They couldn't wait a fucking hour?
And these particular idiots next door... they couldn't build a stack of legos. You know the stack you used to make when u were a kid that was just 1 long tower made of multicolored pieces. You made this stack because you didn't care anymore about building things that made sense. Plugging one piece into the ass of another was basically good enough after a certain point. The same way you gave up trying to keep the playdoh colors separate after the newness wore off.
I've digressed into childhood toy metaphors because I'm too sleepy to continue my homicidal thoughts about the jackasses next door. All over the city they can build whole complexes in a 24 hour period. These bastards have taken us over for more than a year. Every day they work for exactly 2 hours, and then they give up and go home.
I want to use a jackhammer... on their fucking heads. And I want to do it at 8am, and finish promptly at 8:30.
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1 comment:
Found your site doing a search for "**** builders noise" and it seems like I've found a fellow sufferer. I live in a block of flats in Prague and for the last 10 months it's been constant drilling from the basement where they're building a restaurant. They start at 8 am on the dot, including weekends, and go on for a couple of hours until everyone's out of bed and thoroughly pissed off. Then it's a three hour tea break before they come back and drill for the rest of the day. Even after 10 months there's no real sign of progress - they're obviously spinning the work out as long as they can.
I'm not violent, but it's only fear of prison that's stopped me going down there and ramming their stupid power tools where the sun doesn't shine. I know it's not personally directed at me, but I HATE these people with a vengeance. At one time, if offered a wish by a fairy godmother, it would have been the usual - money, good looks, ideal partner etc. Now my one wish is that their ****ing drills would explode in their ****ing faces. And worse. I'm not proud to admit it, mind.
I see your post was written in 2006 so I hope you're living in peace again. You may not even run this blog anymore for all I know. Thanks for giving me the chance to rant and I hope you have a good (and builder-free) life.
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