Slamming Doors

Monday night I woke up with a start at 10:59pm, I'd only been asleep for 10 or 15 minutes, but I must have been passed out! It took a moment to figure out what snapped me out of sleep...but the stomping in the hallway gave me a pretty good clue. Apparently one of my roommates had slammed the door hard enough to shake the whole house and almost gave me a heart attack. The slamming of the front door and the heavy-footed hallway stomping were immediately followed by the slamming of another door, this one to her bedroom...right next to mine. If only it ended there. Now that I am wide awake, I am alert enough to follow the phone conversation that can be heard through the walls. You would think that the closets between us would provide some sound absorption, but either the walls are that thin or she is that loud. My opinion is defintely the latter.

Luckily I had already been updated by my other roommate regarding the weekend's prior slammings. Now let me say, when it is someone else's drama - it can be quite entertaining. But when you get pulled into it, it loses the novelty factor pretty quickly. I guess while I was away for the weekend (baking in the heat of El Cajon) there were a few noise issues within the house...

So one roommate goes to class on Saturday mornings and well the other is an oblivious, loud slammer. And on Friday night, when "Saturday Morning" was trying to sleep, "Slam" managed to slam closed everyhting she touched - or so thinks Saturday Morning. Now Saturday Morning is non-confrontational (ex:the lack of toilet paper in their bathroom), but she was annoyed enough to be ready for a fight. Thankfully, she ran into Boyfriend in the hallway. Its far easier to bitch at Boyfriend, seeing as how he doesn't live here...although he "sleeps" here frequently. Unfortunately, this may have led to additional slammings...as the problem proceeded throughout the weekend. Saturday Morning and I are convinced that Slam didn't know I was home, so she may have literally thrown the dor at the house to get it to slam so hard (and loud). I am pretty sure most of our neighboors heard it as well. But, being new to the relationship, you have to give people the benefit of the doubt.

Now, Saturday Morning has several more complaints about Slam, but I really only have two issues. Since we've covered the slamming, the next topic is the lights and door locks. For whatever reason, Slam cannot stand to have a light on in a room without poeple, nor can she leave any lock unlocked. I am all for energy conservation, but when I take my dog out for her last business of the night and Slam locks the doors and turns off all the lights when I am outside...I tend to lose my sympathy a little. It has happened twice so far. Both times I have been lucky enough to have left the slider to my room unlocked, so I was able to get back in the house. But next time...I am so waiting ten minutes and then pounding on her window to come let me in! Nothing like freaking someone out to teach them a lesson!

In all fairness, I decided to talk to Slam about these two grievances. I didn't want to make her feel attacked in any way, especially since she's the odd-girl out in the house to begin with. She claims to have had no clue about her noise level and pledges to leave a light on for me. I feel I should believe her, but only time will tell.