Patience Fades

I got home tonight at 2:25 AM. I get into the apartment and I sit down take my shoes off and look over the news getting ready to fall a sleep when the witch downstairs pumps the volume up on her TV so much that it shakes the floor. Now two things came to mind:
1) Was to call 911 and fake concern that the old woman who lives below me was dead
2) Was to just cut her fucking cable
Civility conquered all that and the fact that I'm merely a guest in this apartment. It drives me crazy the fact that I can't retaliate. Sure she's old but god dammit she's still a fucking bitch.