Apartment Walls

Though the walls of our apartment complex aren't particularly thin, the floors and ceilings act as amplifiers.

One night, several months ago, my wife and I were lying in bed. Noticing the repeated constant sound of a bed scooting along the floor and a headboard banging against a wall, we became aware that the occupants of the bedroom directly above us were doing more than tossing and turning in their sleep. This went on for some time. Later I described the event to our friends.

Me: "For the first five minutes, it was funny and kind of embarrassing that we could hear them so well.

"After about ten minutes, it became really annoying.

"After fifteen minutes, it was getting very frustrating because it was keeping us from going to sleep...."

Friends: "And then?"

Me: "And then after 20 straight minutes... OK, after twenty minutes it was pretty damn impressive."

Friends: "And...?"

At that point, my wife called from the next room: "And then I challenged him to beat that record. ...And he lost."

Sigh. Thanks, Hon.

Posted November 21, 2004

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