Monday, November 2, 2009

In Which I Am More Than A Bit Curious

Earlier this summer, I wrote about the daycare facility that shares a fence with my apartment building. With only about a hundred and fifty feet spanning the distance between the backyard of the daycare and the window of my apartment, I had no choice but to put up with the noise of the children playing and yelling next door. I suppose I got used to the noise, just like someone living near the interstate inevitably gets used to the sound of passing traffic. When I was forced to be away from my apartment during my allergy fiasco, it'd be safe to say I didn't miss it one bit.

When I returned to my apartment about a month later, nothing had changed. The sounds from the daycare drifted in through my office window just like it always had. I got accustomed to it again, but then one day, all was quiet. It was quiet the next day, too. By the third day of peace and quiet, I realized that the daycare had closed.

From open for business to closed and boarded up, all in a couple days. No lights on inside or outside, a constantly vacant parking lot, and a For Sale sign in the front yard. Closed.

Being of a curious mind, I began to think of reasons why it had closed so suddenly. It wasn't like they gradually went out of business, as parents (for whatever reason) pulled their children from the facility and moved to a different one. One day they were open, and the next day they were closed. What had happened?

Did the state's Health Department shut them down? Had the property been foreclosed? Did the people who ran the place get fed up with taking care of screaming kids all day and opt for a sudden career change? Were they running a covert sweatshop in the basement, making those cheap party favor toys you see for sale in grocery stores?

So many questions, so little answers.

As for me, I'm enjoying the quiet. There is a downside to it, though. Without the noise from the daycare to drown them out, the grunts and screams from my amorous neighbors now waft through the walls.

Can't win 'em all, I guess.

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The winners from the Fall Contest will be announced on Wednesday!

30 Comments:

mysterg said...

Living next to a school I've become used to the wall of sound in my bedroom as I sleep between nightshifts - although one of these days I may be pushed to the point of buying a sniper rifle...

Megan said...

Uh yeah. We live next to a middle school. Lucky us, the band room is literally right across the driveway. Nothing like hearing unskilled pre-teens blaring away at those poor poor instruments.....

Sandy said...

I'm tempted to say that the sounds of screaming, playing children would be a pleasant one but I suppose it could get on your nerves. Let us know if you solve the mystery.

Kate said...

Ah the joy of the amorous neighbour! I also lived near a school once it's enough to put you off kids for life

Kate xx
http://secretofficeconfessions.blogspot.com

Moonspun said...

Hhmm.....kids or sex, kids or sex? What a dilemma.
I used to live across the street from my elementary school. Actually my parents still do. I doubt my mom hears recess anymore after 40 years...

Aunt Juicebox said...

We had a daycare right on the corner of our street that did the very same thing. We found out though that they new it was coming. They had kids up til their last day, and then the next day, closed up. The yard toys and equipment are still sitting in the yard.

I always imagined living near the zoo would be crazy. When you are leaving the zoo, you can hear the monkeys screeching from the street behind it. Awesome.

Tammy Howard said...

That really IS curious!

Logical Libby said...

I bet they were selling the kids to pie shops. It happens ALL the time.

The Peach Tart said...

did you Google the name of the center to see if there was anything?

LucyCooper said...

If you start to miss the sounds of wee sprites screaming and yelling, I can send you an MP3 of a couple of really loud boys who like to make weird noises.

Aunt Becky said...

I'm gonna win the contest. I know I didn't enter, but I bet I'll win anyway!

Lola said...

That Becky must be trippin' again, because we all know I'm going to win!!

At least the little kids weren't running around with leaf blowers ;)

Nej said...

Screaming kids or amorous neighbors....kind of a toss up, isn't it? :-)

Mad Woman said...

Oh I'd take the sound of a million annoying screaming kids over my neighbours gettin' it on...any day!

Can't wait to see the winners!

world of sekimachihato said...

that's spooky!
especially around halloween time!

Amber Page Writes said...

Huh. That sounds like the start of some kind of bad mystery novel... did they daycare disappear with them all? And is now holding them for ransom? In a submarine? If so, I'll bet they're missing their playground equipment.

Sorry. I'm tired. Slap happy tired.

Chris Mancini said...

Maybe it closed BECAUSE of the amorous neighbors. Now that would be a story...

Christina said...

They moved to a much nicer, newer, cooler building!

As for the neighbours: write them an anonymous note, why don't you.

But I'm really not sure why you're unhappy. Playing and loving sounds - so much better than any old interstate! ;)

BeautifulWreck said...

We used to live in an apartment that backed up to a daycare. It was a nightmare. I kinda felt bad for the neighbors tho. Daycare and us getting busy all the time. Those walls were thin.

Badass Geek said...

Myster G: One word: earplugs.

Megan: Nice. I used to be one of those pre-teen musicians. It was rough sounding, that's for sure.

Sandy: It wasn't bad at first, but as time went on... yeah.

Kate: For that, my wife must be very glad they closed up.

Moonspun: Yeah, she's probably tuned it out long ago.

Aunt Juicebox: Yeah, their yard is empty. They even had a bunch of stuff in the parking lot with a "Free" sign on it.

Tammy Howard: Indeed.

Logical Libby: Especially in creepy Stephen Sondheim musicals.

The Peach Tart: I did. Nothing.

Lucy Cooper: No thanks, I'll pass. =)

Aunt Becky: We'll see!

Lola: True. Very true

Nej: You'd think so.

Mad Woman: Depending upon the neighbors, yeah.

WOS: Yeah, they closed up about a month before.

Amber Page: It's all good. It might make a novel, but like you said, a bad one.

Chris Mancini: It sure would.

Christina: Well, if you heard what I'm hearing, you'd agree with me.

Beautiful Wreck: Yeah. I'm sure they enjoyed it.

carissajaded said...

I live next to an elementary school. Every morning I wake up to the annoying sound of the crossing guard's whistle. She never quits. When her voice could be affective, she whistles. May she not be found one day with that whistle very tight around her neck.

x said...

You and The Boss need to some amorous drowning out of your own if you, uh, know what I'm sayin'.

Maureen said...

I do believe I'd prefer the kid's noise to that of your neighbors....

Children of the 90s said...

I'm pretty much the nosiest person alive, I would love to delve into a little investigation like this. At least you get to enjoy some quiet, now, though. Growing up, my best friend's mom owned a day care and that place was like a decibel limit testing facility.

Daddy Files said...

I'd be shocked if the local newspaper didn't answer your question for you. When a daycare suddenly goes out of business it leaves parents in the lurch, with no one to watch their kids. It happened on Cape Cod a couple of years ago and it was big news.

Amy said...

Hmmmmm.....suspicious!! Sounds like something bad happened.

I view every person as a potential pedophile now that I have a kid, not that I'm a paranoid person or anything. Cautious is a better adjective I think.

Captain Dumbass said...

Hmm, tough choice.

Heather said...

After having kids and teaching I can tell the difference in the yelp of one of my own and don't here any other child.

mumma boo said...

Sounds mighty suspicious to me. That's all - mighty suspicious.

Life with Kaishon said...

That is perplexing.

I am fond of the sound of children playing, but I know that if I wasn't that would be a terrible distraction for me while I was working!

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