Last night we were fast asleep when Phoebe decided to pounce on me. I was about to fuss when I noticed her looking attentively towards the window. Then I heard the noise. Some moron decided to get himself arrested at midnight on our street. The tow truck came in and noisily prepared to move their car onto it's flatbed. I woke up Jake to tell him and he mumbled that he hoped it was the guy with the sensitive car alarm and went back to sleep. Meanwhile the cats decided I was the hiding zone from the noise and kept me up.

I wanted to bitch about the noise, but what can you do? They have a job and happen to work the shift everyone else sleeps. I remember working nights and loathed my noisy neighbors during the day. I would sleep with a pillow over my head and even tried cotton in the ears. As I drifted back to sleep my last thought was ten minutes of inconvenience for me VS 8 hours for them. Fair trade to move a fucking vehicle.

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People should only get arrested during the day.

I agree. All those riff raffs should stay home at night so we can sleep. :)

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