The neighbors, part II.

As you may recall, my neighbors have an issue with volume control. The other night at 3 a.m. I was woken by a sudden burst of exotic music, reminiscent of a busy market in a movie set in the Middle East. You may also recall that I have a special hate for anyone who wakes me up. So, I get out of bed and march next door, and remembering how terribly my last encounter with my neighbors went I take a deep breath and knock on their door the way I used to knock on doors as an RA. 

"Hey, it's 3 a.m. and I'm trying to sleep, my bedroom is right next to your living room - could you please keep it down" (I think I can count that as a +1 for my new year's resolution of trying to be nicer to people in general)

The neighbors proceeded to apologize, tell me they were celebrating someone's birthday, and then repeatedly asked me to join them for a drink since I was already up. I told them "no" probably 5 times before I gave in and joined them. A glass of Baileys (mmmm, Baileys)  a shot and a broken shot glass later I finally left and went back to bed, with earplugs and the neighbors keeping things at a reasonable level.

So now I am in a quandary about whether I continue to despise my neighbors for repeatedly interrupting my sleep at the most early hours of the morning or I get over it because they seem like relatively decent human beings. I mean, they did apologize profusely about being so noisy, but they were also drunk and drunks do just about everything profusely. I guess I'll just have to KCCO, and if they get really awful I can always tell management that they're smoking in the apartment.