The cool neighborhood in my area officially died when the funky bar/restaurant that had been there forever, had fantastic breakfasts in the morning and live music in the evenings was torn down and replaced with an Apple store.

I’m an old, old enough to be Little Miss Mackenzie’s Mommy and she can fuck right off with her nonsense.

I cranked the volume. Didn’t hear a thing. What the fuck.

Her boyfriend’s name is probably Chase. Or Conner, with an “e”.

What breed of Horrible do you have to be to want to silence an ICE CREAM TRUCK?

I could barely hear the jingling with my speakers turned all the way up. That woman is insane.

Nah. She probably brags to her friends about how “hip”, “cool” and “trendy” her new neighborhood is.

I’m re-reading The Death and Life of Great American Cities right now, and I can’t help but think of people like her driving all the neighbors away from the sidewalks and stoops with her noise complains, then wondering why the neighborhood is so empty and dangerous seeming.

I live in gentrifying historically hippie/artist/gay/eccentric neighborhood. Motherfuckers move in next door to a gay dance club and then go to City Hall to complain about the noise. When we had a lesbian mayor it was beautiful, because she would feign surprise, then ask them, “didn’t you notice the bar next…

“Take your blessings where you can get them.” Well said! There are plenty of unavoidable miseries in life; save energy for dealing with the serious stuff.

Same!

Oh shit! I read 7:45 AM and was like “I dunno guys, that’s pretty early to be blaring music without moving.”

A CUPCAKE truck use to park right next to my rowhouse. She used to frost and sprinkle there before driving to her usual selling spot. Offered me a discount too because my kid is so damned cute. I’d literally pull the curtains back and see all the buttercream frosting a girl could dream of. Any music that truck played…

Counterpoint: I used to live in Harlem (125/St. Nick!) and my only real issue is that the truck after 9pm would still be there, but would stop selling ice cream, only weed :(

I’ve got it way worse than ‘Mackenzie.’ My neighbor has a set of wind chimes that sound exactly like an ice cream truck. I’ll be outside, playing with the dog, or messing with the garden and I’ll here this lovely sound that fools me into thinking the ice cream truck is headed my way. Just before I dash to the house…

And no vax?

I had to crank the speakers on my laptop to hear that at all. As long as it’s not above the decibel level where it could hurt kids ears, I couldn’t care less. It’s not like he’s doing it at 7 am. It’s night time, turn up your tv and ignore it.

You triggered me.

If you got the ice cream truck to stop playing music, had all residents never utter sounds over 25 dB and never leave their homes, eliminated all vehicle traffic on her street and gave the neighborhood a Febreeze fresh scent 365 days of the year, she’d STILL find something to bitch to city hall about. I lived across…

I had to turn the volume on my computer way up to hear that ‘jingling’...the sound of her moving around in the car were many times louder.