As if being burned by celebratory pyrotechnics wasn't bad enough, as DH walked and I waddled home, we looked up at the deck of our new place AND THERE WERE PEOPLE UP THERE. This immediately made me furious. It seems our architect had invited five of his friends to view the fireworks from up there with his wife and kid. If it had been our contractor rather than our architect, I probably would have called the police. We stood across the street, looking (read: glaring) up there, until they peered over, then DH yelled, "Is this why you haven't finished our place yet???" The architect yelled back, "Hey! Do you want to come up?" I was so livid I just wanted to go home; I wasn't sure I could be civil. Fortunately, my need to be liked cut in, and the only passive-aggressive comment I made was, "You know, for the longest time, when people asked when the new place was going to be finished, I'd just tell them, 'I'm not sure, but just show up on the 4th of July and we'll watch fireworks from the deck...I'm sure we'll be in by then!'" (That is completely true, BTW.)
Now let me stop right here and say that it's perfectly legal for him to have done that. After all, he does still own the place. And I don't even really blame him. I probably would have done the same thing. However, I think I would have called the new owners, who have been wanting to get in the place for six months, and who live TWO DOORS DOWN, to see if they wanted to come, too. They really only were there for about an hour; they got there right before the fireworks and left pretty quickly after we got there. But it still made me intensely mad. I think, mostly, because I thought I'd be up there by now, and I was really looking forward to it after being rained on last year (it was like a monsoon; I've never seen so much water come out of the sky at once, and we get some doozies in the ATL).
We did go up, and the view was incredible, and they told us that you can see about four different fireworks shows from up there (Centennial Olympic Park, Underground, the Ted, and some city one).
Weasels.
Friday, July 6, 2007
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- geeky Heather
- Atlanta, GA, United States
- A geek is "a person who is single-minded or accomplished in scientific or technical pursuits"; "a person with an unusual or odd personality". I'm a programmer, but I consider needlework a very "technical" pursuit.
5 comments:
Deep cleansing breaths.... just think... next 4th you'll be up there... enjoying the view... and you won't invite him....
I'm impressed! No way I'd have been civil. You are a bigger person than I.
Beyond the deep cleansing breaths, I'd like to say that I can understand why you'd be angry. After waiting so long, the least they could have done is called and said they were going to be there and join in the fun. Weasels, indeed!
I would have been so peeved! Honestly, before reading your last entry (rhyming entry) about getting burned. When you said you got burned by pyrotechnics in this post, I was like did Heather go to the Beyonce concert?
I can imagine that I would have been upset, too.
We have fantastic views of all the Chicago suburban fireworks from our balcony - we look south, north, and west, so we see all the suburbs. The only ones we miss out on are the downtown ones (because they are east of us).
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