I don't know if I was dreaming or not, but a persistent sound was working it's way into my sleep. I woke up and it's still there. 4:00am and the neighbor's car alarm is going off. A new model Toyota. It sounded like he was ignoring it, since it wasn't being shut off. Law demands that it go off in three minutes. Six minutes later and it's still going off. I throw on my bathrobe and walk out on the front porch. He's got the doors open and the hood up, but nothing he's doing seems to be working. I considered going across the street and asking him to disconnect the battery, but the way I was feeling at that moment.... Well, let's just say that my language would have come straight from a Quentin Tarantino movie. I tried going back to bed and lay there listening as it went on and on. Suddenly it stopped! Cool. Start to drift off. It starts screaming again. He shuts if off. It starts up again. I was so out of it, that even when he shut it off, I swore I could still hear it. Eventually, I either drifted off to sleep with it still going off, or he finally got it to shut off. Now, I site here exhausted and it's only 9:40am. I still have to go to work. I can almost sympathize for the actress who took a shotgun to her neighbor's car when the alarm wouldn't shut off at 2:00am.
Posted by Valkyre at September 25, 2007 09:41 AM