It’ll be on for only about a minute --just long enough for the creep to pull on some pajama bottoms and find his keys, but that’s plenty long enough for me.
Now, although I am a kind, friendly person, I am also a heavily-armed kind, friendly person. And I’m having trouble convincing myself that I just happened to decide to put a fresh coat of oil on my iron this evening.
So, should I dust 'em? Shall I simply light his precious Iroq on fire? Are there any legal options? Any creative solutions you’ve found?
When Prince came to town a couple of months ago, my brother and I took our mother to the show. (she’s way cooler than all your moms, so ha-ha on you.) We decided to go to the “secret after-concert show.”
So there we were, in Deep Ellum for you Dallasites (it’s a bar district), freezing our little red corvettes off in line outside the club where the secret show was to be held. Parked alongside the line was a Jeep with alarm blaring. Unlike most alarms, this one didn’t have an automatic shutoff, and it just kept blaring and blaring.
Finally someone pointed out, “It’s a JEEP. We can open the hood without a key.” A couple of outlaws did just that, found the alarm, and ripped the wires loose. Blessed silence, followed by cheering. I felt bad for encouraging them but couldn’t help it.
When that happens around me, I usually jsut talk to the person about it. Call me crazy. Just tell them that you understand thet they’re concerned with theft, but the alarm seems to be set off rather easily and is disturbing your sleep and, seemingly, his as well. Ask if he can either set the sensitivity lower while it’s parked right there or if he wouldn’t mind turning it off entirely.
Try not to tell him what you really feel: Car alarms are pointless! Everyone ignores them! Why do people insist on having them? Is it the reassuring little “beep-beep” you get when turning them on and off? I don’t get it!
Okay, sorry. Now go be civil. You might be surprised by the effectiveness. And if that doesn’t work, the ping pong thing seems good. Or squirt it with one of those heavy-duty water guns. Then you won’t have balls everywhere.
I’ve devised a plan to quiet my neighbor’s high-pitched wind chimes, I’m going to place Scotch tape on the chimes, which will make them quieter, but hopefully go unnoticed by the owner.
He’s a little weird, and he has every right to have wind chimes (I have them myself), but his are really high pitched and piercing.
Also, I agree that the car alarm should be set off often and at odd times of the night to really get the full effect of annoyance to the owner. And screech owl, you do a lovely impression of the alarm.
John Linnell (half of They Might Be Giants) has that alarm in one of his songs. It’s a part of our culture now. Like leg warmers or leisure suits.
I’ve devised a plan to quiet my neighbor’s high-pitched wind chimes: I’m going to place Scotch tape on the chimes, which will make them quieter, but hopefully go unnoticed by the owner.
He’s a little weird, and he has every right to have wind chimes (I have them myself), but his are really high pitched and piercing.
Also, I agree that the car alarm should be set off often and at odd times of the night to really get the full effect of annoyance to the owner. And screech owl, you do a lovely impression of the alarm.
John Linnell (half of They Might Be Giants) has that alarm in one of his songs. It’s a part of our culture now. Like leg warmers or leisure suits.
I’ve devised a plan to quiet my neighbor’s high-pitched wind chimes: I’m going to place Scotch tape on the chimes, which will make them quieter, but hopefully go unnoticed by the owner.
He’s a little weird, and he has every right to have wind chimes (I have them myself), but his are really high pitched and piercing.
Also, I agree that the car alarm should be set off often and at odd times of the night to really get the full effect of annoyance to the owner. And screech owl, you do a lovely impression of the alarm.
John Linnell (half of They Might Be Giants) has that alarm in one of his songs. It’s a part of our culture now. Like leg warmers or leisure suits.
I lived in an apartment complex with excellent echo characteristics. This old guy had a very nice Caddilac with an alarm system (the one that goes whooop whooop- naa naa naa naa- bee deeee bee deee- etc) and he did not know how to operate it. I finally figured out which car it was, and found out who it was- he was bent over at the waist, getting stuff out of the car at 8AM with the dammed alarm blaring. I asked him where he went that morning at 5:35am, and he said “nowhere, why?” and I realized- he did not know how to operate the alarm, and probably parked it far away from his apartment because of the noise.
I left a short note on his windshield, in a ziplock bag that indicated that every time his alarm went off, I would be calling the police.
As luck would have it I didn’t have to waste the noisy offender.
Alarm Guy’s next door neighbor, a guy I call “The Viking” because of his large, burly size, red beard and history of sacking and pilaging English villages, was kind enough to speak with Mr. Alarm Guy. I understand at one point The Viking put his arm (eighty or ninty pounds of arm, conservatively) aound Alarm Guy’s shoulder in a friendly sort of manner and whispered somthing to him that, in the words of my landlady “just made [Alarm Guy]'s face sag”.
Hey Inky…You can always come over to my house and shoot the owners of the three dogs next door. We have several no kill organizations so the dogs will survive but the nieghbors need to be shot below the kneecaps to learn it’s just rude – any time of day in my opinion.
Incessant barking at 8:00 am does not sit well with me. I have opened a Pit thread about it and I am self employed so I often work weird hours.
They had a for sale sign out there for a week…it’s now gone. I am hoping they sold it and are moving out.
In his book, Downsize This!, Michael Moore relates this wonderful story. The TV Nation people took twelve cars to the house of the much-beloved fellow who invented the car alarm, and set off their alarms. At two o’clock in the morning. The guy called the police, who thought it was pretty funny, but did make them go away.