One of the many things I hate are people not speaking English when their conversation can be heard by those around them.

Like when I was on that 14 hour flight to S. Korea to go see Tommy and the two teen aged girls across the aisle from me chattered away...loudly...in Hongul THE WHOLE FRIGGIN' FLIGHT. I got not one wink of sleep. Needless to say, I was in a less than cheery mood when we landed in Seoul. Yes, the loudness of their chatter kept me awake..but more than that...it was the annoying sound of the language which I cannot understand. And the fact that it was constant. And that they kept their lights on when everyone was trying to sleep.

Or like my new next door neighbors. Now.....they are from India and I have met them and they seem quite nice although we would never hang out together because we have absolutely nothing in common. These nice Indian people moved in after the last nice Indian people sold the house to them when the husband got a good job in Seattle.

But I digress. The new nice Indian people are nice....however.....they talk rather loudly in the backyard in Hindi or whatever language it is they speak. And of course they have female members of the family which visit quite often (how nice for them). And when they all get together do you know what they do? THEY GO INTO THE BACKYARD AND HAVE LOUD CONVERSATIONS IN WHATEVER THEIR NATIVE LANGUAGE IS. And they usually do this while someone is running the vacuum with the windows open so everyone can have the pleasure of listening to the vacuum coupled with the loud, multi-participant chatty conversation in their native tongue.

Now...they are certainly free to speak whatever language they want to. It's a free country. But...it IS all about me and I can't tell you how annoying it is to have to listen to a loud conversation which I cannot understand...over a vacuum cleaner...WHILE I'M TRYING TO TAKE A NAP!!!!! I mean.....if they're gonna talk and keep me up all afternoon, they could at least speak English so I can eavesdrop. Right? Right!

As an aside...if they were speaking Spanish I could at least catch more than half of what they say and that would be better. Yes, that would be much better. So I would be happy if they would speak either English or Spanish...just so we're clear. Oh, and I would be even happier if they didn't run the vacuum every day. I mean really....WHO vacuums every day? Even I don't do that.

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