Gemotions

The complaint arrived via a passive-aggressive note slipped under the door. Mildred stared at the neatly typed words, the carefully chosen font – a font she associated with overly-refined sensibilities and an utter lack of fun. “Excessive noise levels…” it read. “Please be mindful of your neighbors…”

Mildred crumpled the note, a sudden surge of heat rising in her chest. She crumpled it again. And then again.

She grabbed the stereo remote, cranked up the volume to the exact level she had been enjoying, and resumed her passionate karaoke session. Her performance had always been appreciated, or so she thought. No apologies were required, not on her part. She took a big breath and let the music fill the room.