(Yes I realize the text is off but I really don't care.)
I have a fan in my bathroom. I like it. When I run it it keeps the moisture from turning into mold. However the neighbor below me? She LOVES her fan. LOVES it so much that she runs it all the FREAKING time. Which makes the absolutely the worst sound ever. Picture a chain saw and a dentist drill having a one night stand that is what the sound sounds like. All. Night.Long.
How do I feel about this fan?
To quote Mrs White from Clue " hated her, so much... it-it- the f - it -flam - flames. Flames, on the side of my face..." its awful. Now I know you are asking why I don't go down there and whip out my badge O'power and use my R.A skills to which I must say I have. Repeatedly. But she claims their is a "smell" (I can tell you what the smell is she eats garlic by the mountainful) in the apartment.
I want to love my neighbors. A. Cause Jesus told me too and B. Santa is watching. but if things don't change? I'm getting my 50 pound weights and walking around the apartment dropping them all the time. Plus blasting Brittney Spears through my speakers pointed at the floor. Heads will roll and it will not be mine.
So neighbor below this is war.
And I'm going to Win....
Or go crazy trying.
Maybe she doesn't know why her apartment smells like garlic, and is trying all she can to get rid of the smell :)
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