Kalah Allen

My boyfriend and I were really looking forward to hosting some friends and meeting our neighbors at our housewarming party. I wrote invitations for each unit in our building and delivered them in person when possible. Sadly (and gladly), the people directly above us were out of town, but the people two floors above were able to come by and hang out. This morning, I found a note on my car saying, "The next time you want to have an all-night party, please remember you live in a unit with other people trying to sleep. THANKS!" The note was fair enough. If you don't have the confidence or energy to speak up about the noise or meet us in person, fine. The real heartbreaker was that you also tore the invitation into tiny pieces and scattered it over the roof of my car. Nice to meet you, too!—Anonymous