Racist like a fox

Last week I was having a big problem with a noisy neighbour- think loud rap and r&b waking you up every morning. The neighbour wouldn't answer the door, but did leave unapologetic responses to the notes I left, even suggesting that I should move. Eventually I got frustrated and filed complaints with the police and the city. When I finally had a chance to tell her in person that I had complained about her music, she told me she didn't care. A couple days later, the city called the neighbour's landlord and alerted him to the complaint. He in turn, must have called his tenant because before I got home on Thursday, a woman confronted my roommate when she went to the door to pay for her Chinese food delivery. I guess it was that woman's daughter who was playing music while she was out of the house ( I guess she must have been working two jobs or something) and didn't bother to tell her mom that I had called the police and the city. Anyways, the woman at the door wanted to know who had made the complaint and why, even asking, "are you doing this to us because we're black?"

I didn't realize that by trying to get someone to stop waking me up early in the morning seven days a week I was being unreasonable. Also, it wasn't until after I had called the police and the city that I knew my neighbours were black, so even if I were a racist, my motivation couldn't have been racism. Though I do find it ironic to be called a racist by a person who assumes that because I'm white, I'd be so 50's-style freaked out by having a black neighbour I'd wake up at 5:30am to call the police just to spite them. It seems though that the woman was a lot angrier at her daughter than me, because it's been relatively silent around here for the last couple days.

Keep on Tranglin,
Anthony