My Fragile Tolerance

So, it's trippy cause it's only the beginning of June and it gets light at about 4 AM and never gets pitch dark. And my hostel room in Vilnius has lots of windows with flimsy curtains. That said, some inconsiderate cunt (British use of the word in reference to guys- chill out ladies) flicking on the lights at the butt crack of dawn will flip your eyes right open.

He sits down on his bed to his breakfast....A four pack and some kind of beer snack. Every sip he takes is accompanied by that "satisfy my thirst" Ahhhhh sound that would put extra in a Coke commercial to shame. And every time he takes a bit of food, the crinkling of the bag is like a jackhammer reverberating through the room. Hmmm...What's that smell? This dude has just lit up a smoke, when there are clear "no smoking- 120 lita fine" (like 50 bucks) signs all over. I raise my head and tell him to go outside with the smoke. He is Lithuanian or German or something but my English teaching skills got the message through.

I go to make wee and check the wall clock...6 AM. When I collapse back on my bed, I roll over and we make eye contact. He lifts a beer to me and asks "beer hoischt?" which I guess means "Do you want a beer to greet the roosters with?" At Chi Phi, I would've been all over that but I try not to drink until 9 AM these days.

I was so pissed I wanted to slit this guy's throat. Is that too much?