The house across the street is being gutted and rehabbed. It started in the spring, I think the end of March. It needed a lot of work, from the foundation to the roof and everything in between. This has been going on for at least five months and I’m hoping they’ll be done soon. I’ve blogged about this before because they show up on Saturday mornings well before 8 AM (which is when the ordinances say that they can begin work in a residential area). Some Saturdays they show up as early as 6:30 and proceed to do the noisiest things.
This morning it was throwing drywall off of the second story balcony into a pile below (this work was being performed by a child of perhaps 12, today must be bring your child to work day and make him earn his keep). I went over and told them to stop. After some grumbly protests, they said they would. Then they started up again at about ten minutes til eight. I went back over and the crew leader protested that it was “almost eight.”
Fine … I’m fed up with this. I ask every week (not all weeks, there have been three or four quiet ones) for them to not work before 8AM and if they didn’t make so much noise they would probably get away with it.
I called the police. I’m in Northeast Division and I talked to the Desk Sgt. He was nice enough but tried to impress upon me that when they started earlier they were getting more work done and would be done sooner. That’s a nice idea and I would probably subscribe to it if I thought two days would make that big of a difference in the whole six month scheme of things. He said there’s nothing they can do after 8 AM, so I should have called earlier. He suggested calling the police on Friday morning and if they’re not busy they’ll come over and talk to the crew leader about the following Saturday.
I really don’t want to be a bitch. But as The Man said, “You’re pissed off, there’s a difference.” I just want to sleep until 8 AM on Saturdays, is that so much to ask for?