When I moved to a new apartment one of my favorite things was to not have to tolerate the crazy stomp heels of my upstairs neighbor. I was so peaceful for a month except yesterday I heard the same stomps again. I immediately recognized them to my utmost horror as they are downtowny angry, East-village-ish loud and pot-smoking-ly primal. So, I timed my ‘taking the garbage out’ activity in a way, I get to see this stomp-heel-twin. It turns out that the very same person is now sleeping with my current neighbor!
NYC Reality: WTF FML in New York way
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