I took this photo - yay for Christmas lights in July! - down the block from my favorite neighborhood bar. Like the annoying bar across the street from our place, my favorite neighborhood bar has outdoor seating. Unlike the owners of the annoying bar, however, the owners of the New Old Lompoc have consideration for their neighbors - they shut down patio service at 11 pm.
I'm getting older, people. I know we're all getting older day by day, but I'm getting decidedly older in mindset. Case in point: my grumpy reaction to the goings on at the bar across the street from our apartment. The bar has picnic tables out front on the sidewalk and the staff there serves customers outside until 2 am every night of the week. And as you might imagine, people who are out drinking until 2 am aren't the quietest group. Years ago (okay, to be honest it was over a decade ago), I was occasionally (fine, I'll be honest again - I was rarely) one of those people who was out at that hour. No longer. I'm all about early to bed early to rise. So now, I am the person woken in the middle of the night by those people. I am the person who calls the bar at 1:30 to tell them to quiet their customers down or bring them inside. I am the person who calls the non-emergency police line several times a week to have a patrol car swing by to put a damper on things when I'm awakened by bar noise at 2 in the morning. I am the person who sends in official complaints to the state liquor licensing commission regarding the sleep-interrupting noise that projects from the bar on a nightly basis. I am tired. I am grumpy. I am a curmudgeon.