Happy Fri-yay!! I’m no Matt Bellassai, but I was hoping you would indulge me for a few paragraphs and let me get a few things off my chest aka let me whine about it (feel free to enjoy a glass of wine while you’re at it).
Friday Whine Down
- Men who think they know more about sports than all women – A week or so ago, I’m standing in line at Starbucks (I’ll never forget to do a mobile order again) and ended up chatting with a girl in front about me about Seth Curry. The guy behind us was clearly eavesdropping and couldn’t wait to interject — “Actually it’s Steph Curry, not Seth and he plays for the Warriors”. His smug look said it all. Little did he know…
Me:Uh no smart ass, we meant Seth Curry, Steph Curry’s younger brother. You know the guard from the Sacramento Kings?! *z snap & Kenya Moore twirl*
Smug Face: *stutters an apology* + pretends to take a call.
Okay, so I didn’t call him a smart ass (and there was no Z snap or twirl), but I did shut him down. This guy was so excited to jump in and talk down to two girls who dared to have the audacity to talk about sports in his presence because men all are-knowing when it comes to sports. *rolls eyes*
- The Worst Upstairs Neighbors – I’ve lived in the same apartment since I moved to Atlanta. There were times when I didn’t even know I had upstairs neighbors until I happened to see them out on their balcony. So I’ve been pretty lucky until back in February when the upstairs neighbors from hell moved in. These two dudes sound like tap dancing elephants, but they can’t be more than 125lbs soaking wet. Here’s a little taste of what I’m dealing with:
- Valet Trash – I’m not sure how many of you live in apartments and are forced into this service, but can we start a petition, puhleaze? If you’re not a part of the lucky bunch that has to use this – essentially, the leasing office dictates the particular hours of the day when you can set your trash outside of your door and someone from the valet trash service will come and collect it for you. Sounds like a deal right — except you have to pay for this. Mhmm, I get charged an extra $40 a month for the service and I can’t opt-out. That’s $480 a year, I could have spent on clothes, planner stickers, makeup, or food… you know fun things. I can take out my own damn trash (fo’ free!!). What really gets me is the service (at least in my complex) runs Sunday – Thursday. So Saturday after hosting a football watch party when I have two or three bags of trash, a hangover and I don’t want to walk my trash to dumpster, they won’t help me. Thanks for nothing!
- Overpriced basics – I’m working on creating a capsule wardrobe, so my Bloglovin’ feed is filled with posts from fashion bloggers. What kills me is all of the fashion bloggers that recommend “affordable” $125 plain white v-necks to add to your collection of basics. $125 for a basic?!! Bless your heart. Now, I love a good basic t-shirt that you can wear alone with a great accessory or layer under your sweaters or jackets when the weather calls for it. I get it: quality and all that blah, blah, blah, but what about my affinity to get my foundation on my t-shirt or drop the avocado from my lunch on myself as I try to type and work at my desk. No, you spend that kind of money on your spring essential and I’ll head over to Old Navy or Target and pick-up two or three, $7 or $8 shirts that I won’t cry over when I inevitably spill coffee on it.
YAAAASS!!! I love Matt. He cracks me up so much!
Right?!! I want to be his friend in real life lol. Thanks for reading!
-Donni
This is too funny. Definitely need wine to go with all of these! I fortunately have the upstairs apartment – I didn’t want to deal with having the “upstairs neighbor!”
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Lucky you! I just don’t understand what they could be doing up there lol. Thanks for reading!
-Donni
I love the video! I used to live in an apartment with a noisy upstairs neighbor. He had a habit of falling all the time [seriously!]. One day I asked him why???!, and let’s just say it didn’t take long to figure out why 😉 He moved out at the end of the semester and we got a nice quiet upstairs neighbor. But I feel your pain!
Falling?! Hmm. Well you totally get what I’m going through. Every time I see a U-Haul, I cross my fingers they are the ones moving out. No such luck yet. Thanks for reading!
-Donni
My junior year of college, my roommates and I had loud upstairs neighbors. We weren’t sure if they were moving furniture all the time, or taking tap-dancing lessons, or what. My best friend happened to be in the parking lot while our upstairs neighbor was home, and our neighbor’s curtains weren’t closed. Apparently she walked in some awkward, stomping way that caused all the racket.
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Oh goodness, I can only imagine. I feel like I would almost prefer the noise come from moving furniture rather than an awkward stomp-walk. Thanks for stopping by, Brita.
-Donni
Too funny. I was always the upstairs neighbor and I had toddlers. I’m sure the downstairs people must have thought I had a zoo in my apartment.
🙂 I could live with cute little ones making noise. They don’t know what they’re doing lol, but adults…nope.
-Donni
I would never pay that much for a basic white t-shirt either…that’s crazy! And valet garbage?! I’ve never heard of such a rip-off. That’s really not fair that you can’t opt-out. I used to have really loud upstairs neighbors too. The worst was hearing them have sex. It sounded like someone was getting murdered. Yikes!
So crazy, especially when my $8 Target t-shirt looks just the same. 🙂 And ditto on the yikes, I guess I should be thankful I don’t have to deal with that. Thanks for stopping by!
-Donni
Good for you shutting down the Starbucks guy! Who was talking to him anyway? Our last upstairs neighbors had several very large dogs and for whatever reason, those apartments had hardwood floors (ours had carpet). Never saw the dogs but could always hear them scratching! One night I had to call the courtesy cop around 4am to tell them to move the dog to a different room (or give him a bath??) because he was scratching loudly right above my bed!
Um okay! Mind your business, sir!
See now I loooove dogs, but if you’re in an apartment you can have one large dog max. I can only imagine all the noise they created. I had to call the courtesy officer Sunday morning because I woke up at 7:30am to “Panda” blasting. Hopefully, my home buying adventure will be quick and easy so I’m out of there soon.
YASSSS! I want to be your best friend. You are really talking about my life minus the trash thing, we don’t have it but that price is crazy. I love the neighbor video, I really don’t think mine sleeps, she is a tiny thing but stomps like a lumberjack. Also I hate when you can tell a man is getting excited that he feels like he is about to educate a woman about man things and most of the time it’s like, no just no.
Great post!
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Thanks, Dia! I’m always down for new blogger besties 🙂 A lumberjack…no lol!!! Thanks for stopping by. I love your blog!
-Donni