A High Pitch Sound

Well, hello there!

I have been dealing with a certain noise issue here in the city of Newark for the past two month now, shocker, I know, but today I was finally able to confront the person who might be able to do something about it. Wow was he heated! I mean his tone of voice was ridiculous and I could not figure out why he would be so upset over a simple conversation. I left the conversation saying "God bless you!" if that is any indicator of anything. I kept my cool the whole time, even after I was asked to leave the property. What!? A neighbor asking me to leave the property?! What a joke! He was furious over my simple request to adjust a knob on a commercial vacuum cleaner outside the gas station.

Yes, it's the BP gas station across the street and the new vacuum cleaner they installed a few months ago creates a high pitched noise. I believe it's the nozzle with a flat head that is creating the whistling noise and all that needs to be done is the taking off of the nozzle. This is Newark, no one is going to care there isn't a flat head nozzle on a gas station vacuum cleaner. But by the tone of his voice you would have thought I asked the boss to close down. Wow I had to sit down and pray about that one. And while a couple of ideas came to me in prayer, this, blogging about it, came as well. So here I am, writing about a unnecessarily weird incident.

"I'll ask the technician to look at it!" was the reply in the one sided argument, but why all the fuss? Why was he so hostile to me? I almost want to write the type of car he has and what color, but what would be the point? In any case from the look of his car, he is well to do. I just don't like being talked to that way, and I learned a long time ago not to talk to people like that, the way he was talking to me, in this neighborhood. People in this neighborhood don't put up with that and will put you in your place in a hot second. But, that is not me, I let God fight my battles, or a least try to. I am not perfect, I fail at times, but if I can help it I try to always do the right thing. And that is why I haven't snuck over there in the middle of the night with a ski mask and cut the thing off with a hacksaw. They have security cameras, but the Lord knows I've thought of the options. I have even thought of doing it in the broad day light and letting the police handle the matter no matter the consequences. Sainer heads have prevailed thus far. *sigh*

Anyway, we will see what God does, cause the Lord knows how disturbing I find this new noise. And as I end this post I can hear the sound of the whistle. Blessings, blessings, blessings!