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03/03/2005: "Weird neighbors"
Song of the Day: Delta Goodrem - A Little Too Late
Weird people live in my apartment building. Some may remember The Grinch from Christmas time. The Grinch has struck again, only this time, it's a cooking Grinch.
The other day, I got a letter from the management office saying that someone in the building complained about "pungent odors" from someone cooking coming through their kitchen vents. According to the management office, the maintenance staff looked at the layout of the building and determined that the smells must have come from my floor, but they were unable to pinpoint the exact apartment. The management office then asked us to remember that we live in a highrise with many, many other people and to please keep out kitchen fans on when we cook with "pungent spices" so that we don't bother anyone else.
Can I say, what the hell? Nothing would make me happier than to have my apartment smelling like homemade food without me having to do all the work. I can't believe someone is complaining about it. I'm making Cincinnati chili right now, which has every spice known to mankind in it, and I have the kitchen fan on against my wishes. I'm debating whether I really care if some Grinch doesn't like "pungent spices" or if I should just make myself happy by letting my apartment smell like cinnamon and cloves. I don't even know if my apartment is one of the potential offenders. To hell with it, my food smells heavenly.
Replies: 3 Comments
Your story reminds me of 2 things.Toni, Friday, March 4th
Toni - WTF? Is there any food that smells BETTER than "ethnic" food? What do those snooty rich people eat?Brooke, Friday, March 4th
Snooty rich people are ALWAYS white. Hmm.melantha, Saturday, March 5th