Last night at about 11:50 I was getting ready for bed. The neighbors were blasting Roy Orbison "Pretty Woman" loud-loud-loud. I waited until midnight, called the cops when the guy started whoo-hooing . 12:10 it was quite and remained quite. The cops didn't show up until 12:25. Naturally, they didn't witness the noise but I eavesdropped as the cop talked to him.
Drunken Neighbor: We only have our TV on.
Cop: Sometimes TV's have amplifiers on them.... blah, blah, blah.
DN: Well, we don't have anything on.
C: You just said you had your TV on.
DN: *stutters, babbles...
C: Do you have a mental disability or are you just too drunk to understand? This isn't rocket science here.
Silence.
C: One of your neighbors got pissed off because you were making too much noise and called us.
DN: (stuttering - basically asked if he could get a copy of some report and know who made the complaint)
C: (Told him instructions on getting the report and he didn't know who made the call)
DN: Well, you can see that there's no noise here. Are you going to put that in your report? That it was quite when you got here. We're just old folks. We're going to bed.
C: I'll let you off with a warning this time.
45 minutes later the music came on for a minute.
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