Sanity Hearing

Giovanna, An Introduction

After a winding somewhat bumpy car ride back from the mountain with James on which I regaled him with the story of my upstairs neighbor in Providence, I have decided to tell you about that neighbor- Giovanna.

The Introduction

The story begins on the first day that Matt and I went to see what later became our home base here in the fine city of Providence.  As we pulled up in our seperate cars, I parked on across the street but Matt decided to pull into the driveway.  It was a warm and beautiful day so we just stood on the sidewalk enjoying the sunshine and the warm breeze while we joked casually and waited for the land lady to show up and let us in.  Matt had already seen the interior of the apartment, but I had not, so this visit was primarily for my benefit- although Matt thought this apartment was the best we had seen so far except for a place in Federal Hill that we were going to see later.

While we were waiting a navy blue VW Jetta pulled near the curb and began to pull up behind Matt's Jeep, which was blocking the driveway.  The driver hesitated for a moment, then jerkily threw the car into reverse and parallel parked on the curb, nearly right in front of Matt and I.  As a girl got out of the car Matt said to her,  "Oh, I'm sorry, is this your apartment- I'll be happy to move my car..."

The girl [Giovanna] who we had now known for all 14 seconds replied tersely to Matt, "Yeah- that would be F#$%ING NICE so I could get in my F#%$ING driveway!" after which she stomped by us to the rear of the apartment, leaving us only with the clacking sound of her obsenely high heels and the pungent stink of her perfume. 

Rules of the House

A good friend of mine's younger brother just moved into his first apartment in Boston with a group of his friends who, coincidentally, all grew up in the same town as I did. There are about five 22-23 year-olds living in a third story walk up near cleveland circle and personally I think it is very cool for a first apartment.

One thing that they have, which I am sure is not entirely uncommon, is a set of house rules. We had similar stuff back in my glory days in the frat house in college, but nothing in exactly this same vein. The list of rules in the house that these kids have includes a rule that states that "no shirts in taxis," are allowed and if one of the roommates violates this rule by wearing a shirt in the taxi then they have to pay for the ride.

Because I am a law student and I love rules and codes (I think it is more accurate that I just like using law school as an excuse for the stupid crap I do), thus I would really like to come up with a system of rules for my own apartment. Although I already come up with one good rule on my own, I would like to open up the floor to suggestions. Thus- please register your suggestion by using the "comments" link at the bottom of this post.

gracias.