I have been harboring the suspicion for some time that Jeremy and I are the loudest people in the building. Whenever the Germans we know start complaining about people not respecting the Sunday Quiet Rules or etc, I mentally shrug my shoulders and think, "I never hear anyone."
I met my downstairs neighbor this afternoon on the stairs-- she's a really nice woman who is German, but grew up in Argentina. We exchanged pleasantries about how it's weird we don't see each other for months even though we live in the same building, etc. etc. Then she said, "I hear you all the time, though." I made a slightly embarrassed face. "Oh, it doesn't bother me. I always hear you laughing. It's so nice."
Are you kidding me?? I hardly ever hear a peep out of anyone in this crazy building, and the woman directly below me can hear me laughing?? So it is confirmed. We are the loudest people in the building, if not the whole block. It kinda makes me feel like a silly stereotype of an Italian couple, always screaming and singing and, of course, laughing.
But then, it might not be a German/American thing. It might just be because Jeremy is so awfully funny.
2 comments:
You have Sunday Quiet Rules? Sounds like you have a nice neighbor.
Yeah, I don't know exactly what these Sunday Quiet Rules entail, but, umm, I think you are supposed to be quiet on Sunday.
She is nice!! She also always says I speak German well. Awww. It's sweet even though it's kind of a lie.
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