Tonight i’ll be your naughty girl
I am a law abiding citizen. It appeals to my control freak nature. If I doing something wrong, then I just feel wrong, a bit shaky, out of sorts. However, this does mean I miss out on a lot of adrenalin induced fun. Well I assume its fun, cos otherwise why would people break the law?
There have been occasions where I have ‘forced’ myself to do things that I consider ‘wrong’ – In Paris at the weekend I jumped a metro barrier, I had bought a ticket like a good girl, but could I get it to work… no… so in frustration I jumped and spent the rest of the day worrying about cctv cameras.
Parties are the worst. In Manchester our apartment booked for 5 had about 12 people in it at one point, despite the booking saying no parties. I went with it, went with the flow and of course there was no problem, no one complained, there was no repercussions.
Unlike Saturday night. When I found myself opening the front door to the police.
How shameful. I never have parties because I am afraid of exactly this happening
Yes, we were having a wee party, but there were only 10 of us.
Yes it was late, but come on, it was a Saturday night and graduation time, despite the fact the only person who was a student in the place was B who was the one graduating.
Yes, there was music, but I don’t think the police would get very far threatening to take away my ‘sound system’ – I meekly explained that I would turn off my iTunes on my iPhone and that I didn’t own a stereo.
I think I’ve fallen foul of the fact my flat has been rented out to students for years. I guess that this isn’t the first time this has happened because of instead of just coming and knocking on the front door, one of my neighbours had the audacity to call the police and obviously made it seem a very big party – there were four policemen.
Four policemen! I wonder what they were expecting when the front door opened, not tiny little, slightly squiffy me…
Anyways, I apologised, they read me a formal warning.
..and then I drunkenly perved a little as these guys were rather cute. And stern. And in uniform. With big hand cuffs….
Maybe being a little naughty from time to time is no bad thing after all!
What is the naughtiest thing you have done? Do you break ‘the law’?
ummm…. tell all! LOL!!!!
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We’ve been lucky enough to never have had the Police called to any of our parties. Probably because we are old and boring and the music is normally fairly low. But we did have them ring our buzzer once.
Wouldn’t normally be a big deal, except our living room table looked like something out of Scarface.
Turned out they were there for another flat on a different floor and had just rung our buzzer to gain access to the building. But for those next 15 mins my paranoia was in overdrive.
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Smidge Reply:
June 21st, 2010 at 1:02 pm
Ha, I bet you were petrified, i would have been.
I’m usually quiet and sedate myself, rarely have folk round because of this. What was really annoying was that it was a family party (cousins and stuff) and we had to shut it down and move elsewhere which promptly killed it. Stupid neighbours!
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At least you didn’t mistake them for strippers!
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One of them was rather cute…
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