The Jackasses Across The Carpark

Sounds like a ridiculous B-side movie, doesn't it?

No, you are not so blessed as to be treated to a film produced, directed and generally pioneered by moi.

Now  you mention it....

KIDDING

No, what I am talking about, is the fact that I have only just discovered, much to my dismay, that about 10 metres away from where I currently live in student accommodation, there is a house that is for lost male-types with broken homes.

A halfway house, in a nutshell.

Half of them are very nice I'm sure. Apparently, anyway. (In actual fact the goth that lives there is lovely :D HOORAY for alternative types NOT being arses..)

But the other half - the top floor - are currently bellowing out of their windows at the women on the other side of my accommodation block. They've been whistling for an hour, attempting to draw attention to themselves, and, having succeeded, are now pestering the people whose attention they've drawn.

And there is nothing I can do about it besides;

a) Calling the warden. Which I have.

AND

b) Emailing the accommodation officer. Which I have.

The problem being, as they are still inside their building, there is nothing we can strictly do. They are in their own territory, as it were. Still, Stan - our resident king warden officer - will go round AGAIN tomorrow.

Hilariously, these are the same boys who I complained about last night, who stood in the carpark staring up at our living quarters, making a buttload of noise and generally being rather creepy. According to the girls in my flat, they'd been pestering them in Pizza Hut about an hour earlier. They were shoo'd away by Stan and the other two student wardens last night, but they actually fucking live here.

GREAT.

I am so pleased to be able to say that we're being pestered by children bored of playing their xboxes.

*dies*

SO.

What to do? I'm not entirely sure boxing their ears would do much besides getting myself stabbed, but this is just fucking ridiculous.

I can't tell them to fuck off, and nor can I tell them lightly to shut-the-fuck-up.

 

So instead, I shall struggle to sleep - OR NOT!

UPDATE: They've just started lobbing loud fireworks at eachother. Splendid.

No sleep for me!

Veggie Soph Day 2: Fine! :)