I Stomp Back

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There was another encounter with the people upstairs a few days ago. After a long series of 'stomps' (or the dropping of heavy objects) just above me as I played C-III on the computer, I got irritated enough to 'stomp back.' I put my shoes on and went up there and kicked their door. That is what I call, 'Stomping back.' There was no reaction. But after several more of their 'stomps' or 'drops' I went up there and kicked their door again. This time there was a response.

As I was about halfway down the stairwell a young man opened the door and addressed me. He seemed to be outraged that I had kicked his door. I told him it was my answer to his stomps. He denied stomping. I called him a liar. I advised him furthermore that if he did not cease and desist from that odious practice I would see to it that he would come to regret it. Then came from the young man the magic words: 'Are you threatening me?'

Well folks, you and I know by now that it is a crime to threaten another person. I denied threatening the young man, and left the scene. I figured that I had got my point across. I wondered whether he would call the ACSD. I figured he would, so I broke out a Starlight Mint to freshen my breath. It's not nice to talk to a police officer if you have bad breath (It's REALLY not nice to talk to a police officer if you have alcohol breath but I swear I was sober as a judge).