I’m tired today. After a 4-hour lengthy hike in high altitudes, I was looking forward to a good night sleep. So was my husband. Not to sound like Debbie Downer, but sleep we did not get. Waa. Waa.
The air in Tahoe is wickedly thin. So thin in fact, that a whisper can carry down the trail, through the pines and land on someone’s ears miles away. We’re careful, so very careful to be aware of that. And anytime our voices reach a decibel that might be heard from more than 6 ft. away, one partner gives the other partner the signal to shush, too loud.
Our neighbors up here do not employ the same set of rules. Last night for hours they sat on their deck visiting, loudly, late into the night. We tried to ignore it. We put pillows over our heads. We put on the sound of soft music. We considered shutting the window, except it was warm up here.
At one point around midnight, I could hear our neighbors talking about another couple. I tried not to listen, but admittedly was intrigued with the infidelities of our neighbors friends, thinking, wow do people really do that? Shame on me for listening. That was about the time when one of us, trying desperately to drift into a blissful, restful slumber, had enough. Guess who?
No, not me, but papa bear stormed to the window and loudly implored “WOULD YOU LOWER YOUR VOICES? PLEASE?”
As incredibly tired and frustrated as I was, I just couldn’t take it any longer. I buried my head in my pillow and laughed. Fatigue will do that. The look on his face, the sound of his voice, the absurdity of it all was funny. Not sure if my husband thought I was laughing or crying while the bed was lightly shaking. He was so tired, he didn’t even ask. Bless him for that.
What do most people do in situations like this? Is it socially acceptable to say something? Is it more mature to ignore and hope it doesn’t happen again? I need advice here. Anybody, please!
The loud talking continued for about another hour, probably until the wine ran out. Perhaps they didn’t hear the request from 40 yards away? Or, most likely decided to ignore it.
I’m all for people having fun. I love conversation. Partying and enjoying the company of others is fine. But, please, just a little civility and attention to the needs of others would be so very much appreciated.
As I walked by their deck this morning on my way to run the dog, there my neighbors sat, happily drinking coffee, smiling away, their little mutt barking at us through the deck posts. I considered saying something clever. I thought perhaps I should implore them to lower their voices in the future.
But after a pleasant good morning salutation from these chatty partiers, I just couldn’t do it. I nodded, smiled and silently chuckled, as I knew more than I cared to about these people. Let’s see what happens tonight.