You tell me, was I wrong? (neighbor related)

Why didn’t she go to another room?

No, not rude, he was just told his guitar playing was iritating.

The only other places I could have slept were also at the front of the house. I would have heard it no matter which bed I was in.

I vote a straight “be the hell quiet” ticket. Plumbing and light footsteps are the only sounds that can’t be reduced or eliminated.

I have some sympathy for both sides… while I appreciate that he was asked politely and it was no big deal, I know how cranky I get when I am interrupted when I am really relaxing and enjoying what I’m doing. I’d understand and I’d stop playing, but I’d probably have trouble concealing that I was annoyed - not so much annoyed at the interrupter so much as the *interruption[i/] if that makes any sense to you. It’s only been a couple of days since Mr Cazzle walked in while I was drinking a nice cup of tea and singing along with a favourite song and asked me to hurry up and get ready to go out - totally ruined my happy little moment, and I nearly bit his head off for it.

I can see both sides. I have been at that stage in pregnancy, in fact the little one is just now starting to sleep through so I know what it’s like to never be able to sleep! You will do just about anything to sleep for just a while! (that is so unfair about pregnancy - the last few weeks you can’t sleep and then you get a baby to keep you up just when you can sleep on your stomach again :wink: )

I don’t think you did anything wrong by asking him a favor, but I can see why he was annoyed too. Maybe he had been looking forward to playing for a while, then goes out and it’s such a nice night and he is really enjoying himself. It could have just been disappointment that he couldn’t play anymore that caused his reaction. Even if he can or does continue playing now he can’t enjoy it, knowing he is disturbing a pregnant woman. He was probably just upset that his pleasant evening was stopped, even though he probably knows that your request was not unreasonable. I have been known to be upset about things that were not really anyone’s fault, but I’m still disappointed about them. I bet he’ll get over it.

Good luck w/ the new baby - these last few days go on forever, don’t they?

I blame it on Bad Neighbor Week in Baltimore. I had a similarly strange and unnecessarily confrontational meeting with our first-floor neighbor yesterday. Well, minus the pregnancy, but, y’know.

crossing my fingers for Ginger & Dave

So go to quiet hotel!!

I bet you’ll be a riot after you give birth!!

Go to a hotel? Why? And waht does “riot after giving birth” mean? Are you sure you speak English? You’re not making much sense.

This is a WAG, but since that comment appeared to be in response to Ginger’s comment about being unable to sleep in your house due to the neighbor’s guitar, I’m guessing the hotel was suggested as a place for you to get some peace and quiet so she can nap. I’d further guess the second comment means that since Ginger seems to be, um, just a wee tinge testy now due to sleep deprivation, she’s going to be even more so once the baby’s born and the sleep deprivation starts in earnest.

Out of curiosity, have you considered earplugs and maybe a sleep mask for napping? I had some difficulty adjusting to sleeping during the day when I started working nights and was…well, unbearable, frankly. I was so irritable I got on my own nerves. The mask and plugs didn’t really do much for the amount of sleep I got, but they significantly improved the quality of my sleep, and that was a huge help for my mood.

I was wearing ear plugs, and it was dark outside.

What bothers me most here is that people seem to assume I was being an unreasonable bitch. I woke up and got up, mentioned that someone was playing guitar and that I couldn’t sleep. The end. I did not ask Dave to go out and tell them to knock it off, I didn’t pull out a gun and start shooting neighbours, I didn’t say a word to anyone. I did not ask Dave to say anything. Got that, those of you who think I should have left my home?

I also have mixed feelings on this issue. Ginger has every right to get a good sleep, and your neighbor has every right to play his guitar outside at a decent time…even if his playing is less than talented.

I think the best thing to do from here on is just to tolerate one another and try to see the other’s point of view. Your new baby, like all new babies, will make an awful lot of noise, undoubtedly disturbing your neighbor. My husband and I live in an apartment. Our former neighbors were a very nice couple with a cute one-year-old girl who made what are probably the most annoying, paint-peeling noises I’ve ever heard out of a baby. Very often this baby would make this ear-splitting, always-at-the-same-pitch “AAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAA!” noise that went on for what seemed like forever. I felt sorry for the parents because I’m sure they must have been going out of their minds, but at the same time I felt like going over there and yelling, “YOU DECIDED TO HAVE A BABY! NOT US! WE SHOULDN"T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THAT GODDAMN NOISE! SHUT THAT KID UP OR I’LL GO CRAZY!!!” But, I didn’t go over and say that, because I knew they were in no way intending to disturb us with this noise. I’m sure we made our share of annoying noises - dishes clattering, loud footsteps, loud laughter - and they never said a word to us.

It may be best to just leave it alone.

I don’t know that people are assuming you were being a bitch then, Ginger, but some of your responses here have been rather more curt than seems normal for you. If some of that communicated itself to Dave, it’s entirely possible that the neighbor picked up on that and thought you guys had a bug up your butts, which then contributed to his own insectoid rectal invasion.

This doesn’t seem all that unlikely a possibility, really; if you haven’t yet learned to communicate anger, frustration, and dire threats nonverbally, you are woefully behind on the mom learning curve. I’d suggest contacting my mother; she’s raised two kids and been teaching public school for thirty years, and that woman can give you a look that says, “If you don’t shut that sassy trap right now, missy, I am going to flay you alive.” She can strike fear into hearts of adults with that one. And she can do it over the phone. If anybody can get you up to speed in the next week or two, it’s her.

Your post struck me as being somewhat pettily jealous: “But he was MY friend first! What about ME?” I’m sorry if this sounds harsh to you, I’m just giving you the perspective of a father of a two and a half year old.

It’s a fine line, but it’s not that way.

You’re never going to have buddies like you had in your 20s for drinking 2 nights and week, and watching football and getting wings on Sunday. All that stuff starts going way fast after you all start getting married anyway.

What I don’t like is the jerking around, or the assumption that I’m there for him whenever he wants it (that sounds gay), but he has complete freedom to change at any moment because he’s got a baby. Like the kid is a big trump card to EVERYTHING.

You’re probably thinking, “well, that’s just a jerk. it has nothing to do with a baby.” But, it does. He wasn’t like that before, and he’s not the only friend I have who is the same way.

As a matter of fact, tonight I’m seeing a 9:30 movie with this friend (who cancelled on Monday – that story was recent). He tells me yesterday that he’s not planning on staying out TOO late, maybe only get 3 or 4 beers after the movie. :eek:

I told him, “I’m not your beer monkey. I wasn’t planning on staying out at all after the movie.”

That’s all I’m saying. His attitude is, “I’m out of the house, so we’re doing it.”

And that’s all I was saying about the OP. Without a pregnant wife, I doubt Weirddave goes out front and says, “can you keep it down. I’m trying to watch TV.” or even, “can you keep it down, I’m trying to nap.” But that Baby has a way of completely changing the mindset.


Also, I’m not trying to make him sound like too much of a prick. He’s been a good friend for a while and we’ll always be friends. I’m really just say that people – who weren’t like that before – can get real tunnel vision after baby comes along.

Perhaps you didn’t know, but this isn’t our first child. I don’t anticipate our lives changing all that much.

Middlecase, that really seems rather one-sided. I think that “that’s just how it is when you have kids, so just suck it up” sort of thing is exactly what Trunk was getting at. Friendship, like any other relationship, is supposed to be a two-way street, not all one person condeding all the time just for the privelege of someone else’s company. You know, whenever they can fit you in around the important stuff in their life.

It is absolutely 100% unfair for a friend to expect to be a top priority when there’s a spouse or kids in the picture. I agree with you completely on that. I just think you’re forgetting that it’s absolutely 100% unfair to expect the spouse and kids to be a top priority in the friend’s life.

Um, isn’t comparing a fully grown adult playing a guitar to a crying infant kind of … oh, I don’t know … :smack:

“Listen, weirdkidnorth, would you mind terribly not crying right now? See, our neighbours are trying to sleep, and they asked if maybe the crying could wait until tomorrow? Perhaps the next day?”

Jeez louise, people, it’s not about the volume level!! A crying infant at 3:00 am could be just as loud as a neighbour having a party on his patio. Guess who I’m going to tell to STFU?

Good luck Ginger & Dave!

I agree. Parents DO get tunnel vision where their kids are involved; I certainly do - I’ve blown off a lot of stuff {parties, barbecues, basically most stuff that takes place after the sun goes down} because Lowercase will just fall asleep, wake up again crying, and be grumpy the next day, and at the moment his needs take priority. So yeah, he has cut into my {our} social life.

There again, I don’t expect him to be a priority for anyone else: friends and family know where our priorities lie, so we tend not to get invited to evening stuff, and that’s fine. It’ll change as he gets older, hopefully, but in the meantime I’m happy to let everyone else get on with their own thing, and don’t get affronted if we don’t get as many invitations as we used to. My real friends understand the situation, and know that while things are on hiatus for a few years, I don’t expect them to be at our beck and call. If they’re not there when we get back, so to speak, well, friends change, and the nature of friendships change.

I’m replying to the OP without reading any of the replies… probably not the best idea, but there are just too many.

I think you did the right thing and the neighbor was just being a dick. So let him be a dick, and be confident that you did the right thing (after all, you’d be spineless if you just sat there and put up with it 'cos you were afraid to go talk to him). Some people just seem to have it out for the rest of us. (sigh) Making us reasonable, rational people doubt ourselves. :smiley:

You could’ve sent the wifey over to talk to him. I bet he would’ve kept his mouth shut then. heheh…