It's go time...

I have had some interesting experiences with "strangers" lately.  So last night Code and I were woken up by someone pounding on our door.  I mean, we're talking-the kind of pounding that you'd expect from a policeman who yells "open up!" etc.  It was 12:30.  So Code goes and looks out the peep hole and it was really loud out in our stairwell etc.  There were just a few people out there standing on our doorstep-a girl and a guy.  He didn't really hear what they were saying but heard them say something about "white people".  Now, whether they were talking about us or whether they were talking in general as they were waiting who knows.  Now, they didn't look intimidating or scary/aggressive (other than there loud knock) so I wasn't really scared-more mad than scared, but we didn't open up.  Come on, it's 12:30-we're not opening up unless they are police with a warrant haha.

Anywho, but I wasn't as nervous cause we heard other people knocking on other peoples' doors around us too-NO idea what they were after but again, no way we were opening up.  They pounded on our door a few times before giving up-I was livid.  Luckily Jake didn't even stir (his room is right off the front door-ours is in the back of the apartment and it woke us up!)  But really Jake was the only thing saving them from getting yelled at cause I didn't want to risk waking him up.

Not to be racist but I think code and I are the only white people in our building.  I'm not just talking african americans, but hispanics, middle eastern etc.  Which is fine-I don't care, but I have to say....our building is very...loud sometimes.  Just ask friends of ours who have stayed the night.  Whether it's parties going on out behind our building at all hours of the night on random weeknights (I know!), or loud yelling/laughing in our stairwells/ people pounding up and down the stairs- seriously we had some teens get into a fight in our stairwell and adults had to come out and yell at them etc.  and all of this happens at exactly the wrong time-like during jake's naps or in the middle of the night.  I get really frustrated with our building.

And I swear, there are moving vans out in front of our building at least once a month from people moving in and out so frequently-whether they're evicted cause they can't make the rent, or what, I don't know, but there's little point in getting to know our neighbors cause in a month we'll have a new neighbor anyway.

 But I felt like Cameron from Modern Family-"it's go time"  It made me think how it's not always a terrible idea to have protection in your house (in the way of a firearm), and yet I would never be able to feel completely at ease if I knew there was a gun in my house...but I def understand why people have them.

Sigh...it just bugs me...I've had to call the office like some old crochety grandma complaining about the middle school kids running up and down our stairwells yelling for 30 min to an hour every day when they get home from school and how it wakes up Jake etc.  Not that they can enforce anything cause I don't know what apartment they live in, but still....the loud random bongo drums from downstairs I can deal with, but they need to recognize that the actual stairwell is communal property and respect our peace and quiet.

Anywho,
on a lighter and happier subject I was walking in the park today and this kind old grandpa asked if the grey car was mine as we were both walking back towards the parking lot.  I said yes, and waited for him to lecture me about parking straight or inform me that it was scratched etc, but he then proceeded to say: I have a 2011 Genesis-aren't they great?  and we just gushed over our cars for a good five minutes haha.  It made me feel so good that he complimented our taste and recognized our car for starters haha.  Not many people have heard of the Genesis-I hadn't until Code turned me on to them.

Can't wait to move into a house one day.