An Open Letter to My Neighbors: My Party Was Not a Rave
My landlord has subtly threatened to evict me if I ever get a police report for a noise complaint. She asked me if I knew what a "rave" was. She didn't know either.
Just listen. It's this:
Neighbors, if you hadn't made me feel on edge, paranoid or fearful of becoming homeless, maybe I'd invite you the next "rave." In all honesty, I apologize for annoying you and don't really hate you. Sigh. You're just like a big, dumb animal -- you don't know any better.
The next time I have a party, if ever again, I hope we can reach an understanding short of threats and police interaction. And maybe, just maybe, for the love of God, you will remove your trashcans from the sidewalk.
T. "Raving Lunatic" Farah