When I moved in to my apartment, I was very excited. I was in a relatively new city, with new prospects and a new place! As I entered the building, I noticed some chicken roaming around. Just then, a majestic looking rooster strutted past me, and I found the idea of free moving foul quite quaint. Little did I know I'd soon rethink this initial thought.
It's been almost 6 months now, and almost everyday, this vile creature starts crowing at around 3 in the morning, and continues till almost afternoon. You'd think I'd be used to it by, now, but you'd think wrong.
I find myself googling the life expectancy of roosters these days.
Hahaha! This is awful. I'm very sensitive to sound (and everything) and irritate easily. I sympathise.
ReplyDeleteYes, I sympathize as well. Possible solutions: Locate the owner and negotiate. Or, chicken and dumplings! ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh, good comic, btw.
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