Saturday 25 November, 2006

Pot man cometh

So in the summer I came to hate our downstairs neighbor who smoked weed pretty much every minute of the day stinking up to high heaven (or at least our apartment). Especially when it was hot, when we had to keep all windows and doors open, the sweet smell of pot was wafting in all the time... from dawn till dusk, and after. First it amused me, then it annoyed me.

Yesterday I actually met this neighbor for the first time in the elevator. He's a big happy guy who talked in a very loud voice, very friendly and likable... how can I hate someone like that?

Posted by kolibri at 25 November 15:39, 2006
Comments
# 1 - Sean (on November 25, 2006 04:51 PM):

Pretty easily really, the smell drives me nuts, particularly in the past year or so. Mind ya, it is hard to dislike someone based solely on their screwy personal habits.

S


# 2 - Taika (on November 26, 2006 12:19 AM):

Our downstairs neighbour smokes pipe in his bathroom, which means our bath smells like a pub most of the time. He's pretty deaf though, so we can make as much noise as we like, so I consider it a nice trade-off. And an perfect excuse to burn incence in ours, which probably drives our upstairs neighbour bonkers.


# 3 - kolibri [TypeKey Profile Page] (on November 26, 2006 04:25 PM):

Ah, if there's something I hate even more than smell of pot, it's smell of cigarettes :P So maybe I can count myself lucky ;)


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