To my neighbor down the hall who smokes enough pot to float a frat house: I don’t care if you want to spend life in your perpetual adolescence, but this is a building of grown-ups, mostly: have the decency to throw a towel under your door, you fuckwit.
My partner with asthma and my three-year-old would love to be able to go into our kitchen on the weekends without the residue of your pastime filling the room. —Reluctant adult
This article appears in Oct 14-20, 2010.
What’s wrong with Mary Jane?
Knock on their goddamned door and politely ask them to do this instead of a useless bitch here. Bloody hell, common sense.
a simple anonymous message slipped under the door. this should explain to them exactly what you suggested to us what they should do, only add some pictures to help them wrap their minds around the simple task at hand.
Maybe it’s medicinal and the smoker-in-question could go …. blinder without it.
Throat cancer and mattress fires will remove the weakest from the gene pool. As for the remainder – NASCAD/the fast food industry awaits.
holy shit, don’t let the weedhog hear about this place, he’ll camp on your doorstep forever then. but yeah, it can be a problem for you, just call the fucking cops, they have to be getting all this shit someplace, or they have their own giant stach, one way or another, bust their fucking ass. don’t bother telling landlord or super, they might be ones supplying them.
Where is The Weedhog, anyhow? He’s been on the milk carton for about 8 months now – since well before the firefighter dustup even. Call home Bra – we miss ya.
I’m sure if you let them know it’s bothering you and you suggest the towel in the door crack they’d probably be more than willing to do that. Stoners are usually pretty easy going, heh.
I liked Mr Hog! Where’d that mofo go?
I love that you’re ok with him smoking it you just want him to be more considerate. I agree – you should slip a note under his door and tell him to throw a towel down.
With spliffs comes some responsibility unless you’re a chain-toking waste of space with no consideration for others. Sweet smoke should be shared not inflicted.
Go get a Halloween police costume and scary the fuck out of them.
This exact thing happens to me only it’s cigarette smoke every single evening. I can’t go in my kitchen and I spend lots of money on air fresheners, incense and cough drops. But tell a smoker their smoking in their home really bothers me? Yeeeah that’ll go over just fine.
Well that’s an unfortunate situation …
This is why I’m buying a vapourizer.