Don't believe me? Here, I searched for the sound effect on YouTube so you can understand what I was trying to sleep through.
That truck is the DEVIL.
Let me just tell you right now that I'm a pain in the ass when it comes to sleeping. I like to think I'm pretty go-with-the-flow in most situations, but when it comes to sleep, I'm so high maintenance. When I'm going to sleep by myself in my bed in my apartment, I need silence. Like, SILENCE. It's always been this way. Growing up I would bang on the wall my bedroom shared with my brother's room if I could hear any hint of noise coming from him. Music, talking, rolling over in bed...you name it, I heard it. I used to use earplugs, then I just used a fan to drown out the noise, but when we moved into the apartment I tried to sort of get mature or something and I stopped using a fan and also I didn't have a fan to take with me and I didn't want to buy one because dolla dolla billz y'all. I got used to hearing the airplanes fly over us, the drunk people stumbling around at 2am, and the stupid mockingbirds chirping my ear off in the morning on the weekends. (I almost called them mockingjays can you tell I'm excited for Catching Fire?) I thought everything was going to be fine.
But last night, that stupid diesel truck was TOO MUCH. Plus, think of how many fumes were being emitted. My town doesn't allow drive thrus because we don't want exhaust fumes ruining our air quality, and these jerks were blatantly disregarding any kind of environmental friendliness ever. They obviously are too cool to be bothered with stupid things like air quality or the environment though. They probably throw plastic water bottles in the ocean.
The truck just sat there, mocking me, for a good half hour. Sometimes the idle would get tired from making so much noise and it would quiet down, like when you rest during a hard workout but then it came back with a vengeance, louder than ever. I swear I could hear it saying, "You're not sleeping tonight because I'm an asshole and I hate you and your life." Then its owners came out and started THUMPING THE BASS LIKE A MOFO and probably having a dance party, but I can't confirm that part. Then they'd turn the music off. Then they'd turn it on. Then the idling got softer, then louder.
And I couldn't sleep because I was just wondering what was going to happen next. Music? A different kind of idle? Laughter? The anticipation of what annoying sound would come out of that damn truck or its owners was too much for me to handle, and I didn't know what to do. I thought of my options.
I could just ignore it...nope, impossible.
I could go outside and find the damn truck and its owners and tell them they need to just STFU. Nope, because I took my contacts are and didn't know where my glasses were and I'm blind. Also I just watched Sons of Anarchy and maybe they were in a gang and would shoot me or something. Plus it's cold. Like, 45 degrees. Brrrrrr.
I could call the cops. Nope, didn't know the number and 911 just seemed dramatic.
So I did what any rational person would do: I got out of bed, walked to my [open] window, and looked for the truck. That was a stupid idea because I was blind. So I banged on my window and said "AAAARGHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFF" and crawled back in bed.
Five seconds later the truck drove away.
Realistically it probably wasn't my Oscar-winning performance at the window that caused them to GTFO, but I like to think it was. I mean, I'm obviously just a badass, and the sight of me peeking through the blinds and making the noises of a mangled cat were just too much for them to handle. Oh but don't worry, they were back before 6 this morning letting their truck idle again.
If that happens again I need suggestions of how to handle things because I don't think banging on the window will work a second time.