My Pet Peeve

Dear Neighbors and Columbia citizens who slowly approach and stop at the stop sign in front of my house with the base in your car so loud that it vibrates my walls:

You are my pet peeve.

I seriously grow irritated every time you pass.

When I hear your car approaching my house all I hear is someone who is desperate for attention or someone who feels the need to prove themselves through a ridiculous method of loud music. And lets be honest with ourselves, shall we? There is NO way you are enjoying the music that you are playing with it that loud.

And at 3 am, really?

Oh, and somehow you know to approach and stop in front of my house just as my sleep-deprived, nap-fighting child is about to doze off. Thank you. Thank you very much for your consideration of others as you attempt to prove your masculinity to the world.

Sincerely,

Angry Neighbor