There are far greater tragedies, like the daily assault on my poor lungs and sinuses. To that end, a brief letter:
Dearest Idiot Neighbors (all of you),
Do not smoke outside on your balcony while it is raining. The increase in moisture makes the smell infinitely worse and carries the smoke directly into my breathing passages.
Better yet, do not smoke. At all. Ever. Thank you!
Smoking can kill you, which would be bad enough by itself, but if you continue to smoke, *I* shall be forced to kill you.
Your loving, caring neighbor,
Ioma
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Asshat neighbors.
Love you SS
That is all
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Hey there Ioma, I’ve been thinking of you and thought I’d do a google search and try to find out what you’ve been up to. I hope you’re doing better, and that your nasty neighbor has decided to cut it out! I hate cigarettes and wish they’d go away.