Archeology: Respiratory Therapy & Neighbors
Hello sports fans. The three day weekend is nearly over. L. is taking her kids back up north. I’m here unpacking boxes, making goodwill piles, all the while watching TV stalwarts The West Wing and Law & Order.
Unpacking things quite naturally leads one to throw things away.
Some things are noteworthy. Some things garner a mention here.
Item: One note once left under my door, because one night this year my neighbors pounded on the wall of my bedroom for noise — there was no noise! I continued my chatting session in iChat, and turned the TV down even further. A minute later, there was more pounding! I was incredulous. Soon the doorbell rang. It was my neighbor, complaining about noise. Complaining that it sounded like a “videogame” – a “beep beep” — turns out my iChat session, with the tiny “blorp” sound on every incoming instant message, was the problem. I promptly muted my computer that weeknight at 10:30pm.
And now, the contents of said note:
THANK YOU FOR BEING SO UNDERSTANDING LAST NIGHT. WE DON’T WANT YOU TO THINK THAT WE ARE BAD NEIGHBORS AND HOPE THAT IF WE MAKE ANY NOISE FOR YOU TO LET US KNOW.
THANKS AGAIN, YOUR NEIGHBORS
I was quite touched, actually. I’m a big fan of reciprocity, and I learned that my speakers are pretty badass when they’re next to the wall.
ITEM NEXT: Two mailed flyers for organizations of possible interest to Respiratory Therapists:
I get solicitations for work via my RT Resume pretty regularly – via email, via phone, so I keep current. I’ve been thinking for a while I should put together a community website for RTs. Anyone interested in such a thing?