There’s always “that” person that comes in the office and says/does something, and they have no idea how much joy we get out of their situations. A girl who we shall call Kat-girl comes into the office. T. askes if she can help Kat with something, and here’s what goes on afterward.

“Oh, no. I must speak with a-a-a MANAGER! I cannot say this to you, it is so shameful!” Says Kat.
“What can I help you with, Kat?” Asks J., the assistant manager.
“I need to file a problem..”
Confused, J. asks, “Do you mean a complaint?”
“Yes, yes that’s it. A complaint. You see, I have problem. My neighbors are loud.”
“Oh well that’s something we can easily take care of! If you’ll just tell me…”
“NO! You don’t understand. They-well-they are loud when they…have relations,” ending on a whisper. “And it hasn’t been just once. No, no, they are loud when having relations all the time. They don’t be quiet when I ask them, and when they having parties, it sounds like people are having”-whisper-”relations all over the apartment!”
J. is having a hard time containing his laughter at this point, and says, “Well, I’m sorry to hear that. Have you tried calling the police?”
“Oh no!! Where I come from, if you are caught having”-whisper-” relations, they sentence the couple to death! And it is so shameful. They should be ashamed of themselves! Is there anything that you can do??” Her eyes are desperate and pleading at this point. She is completely serious.
“Yes, I will send them a noise violation. Do you want me to be specific in exactly what they are receiving the noise violation for?”
“Yes, please. Make sure to let them know that they are lucky they live in America and have been caught having,”-whisper-”relations here and not my country!”