I guess I'm just rude.

So last night I was sitting in my apartment with two of my roommates and one of their girlfriends, just watching the Giants play the Cowboys on Sunday Night Football (totally had Mario Manningham on my fantasy team by the way...31 points!). I had posted a facebook status...which is apparently as connected to the world as one can get these days...about the noise that was coming from upstairs. I mocked the music, calling it "Olive Garden music" as well as later on turning into rave music.
Well let me tell you guys something: if you don't feel like dealing with a bunch of uppity sorority girls...don't do what I did. Luckily for me, I found it particularly funny. They came downstairs, knocked on our door in a rather upbeat manner, and they said that they were not having a "rave". I just kept saying "joke" over and over again because if I had intended to confront them on anything that they were doing on a weekend, I surely would have. I instead chose to make light of the situation on the good ol' internet, which not everyone seems to fully comprehend (it's understandable...they are sorority girls after all). The two girls were very different in their approaches to confronting someone. One was very apologetic, and said that it was the apartment above them that was making the ridiculous amount of noisy and disruptive music. The other girl took real offense to everything saying that "EVERYONE CAN SEE IT" referring to my status, and when the calm one tried to pacify her, she said "NO, IT'S RUDE".


Now honestly, did I think they were having a rave? No. Wanna know why?

Probably because they didn't look like this.

Seeing the direct correlation between someone saying an act was "SO RUDE", I decided to give the belligerent girl a new nickname...

Introducing the new STEPHANIE TANNER of my apartment building.

Congratulations, sweetheart. You've gained the title formerly held by an eight-year-old girl on an early nineties. You also falsely accused me of notifying the authorities of your excessive noise. I did not do any such thing, so get off your pedestal dear.

On a side note, the actual noise culprit decided that my calling his loud Italian...aka Sinatra...music (which he was playing whilst cooking) "Olive Garden music" was offensive. Why you ask? Because he's italian. Let me ask you something champ, ever been in an Olive Garden? Ever hear their music? My observation was spot-on, whereas your ability to recognize a good one is far from respectable.

All in all though, I guess I'm just rude.