Happy Swiss National Day everyone...ok, it was yesterday but honestly - would you have known if I didn't just tell you?
In honor of Swiss National Day we thought we would piss off all the Swiss we could. Thank you Rock Band! We invited Keith and Flo (our neighbors from across the hall) and Roland and Liza (Liza works in HR at Swiss Re and they are actually from KC - they're here until November) over for a little rocking.
Even though everyone showed up about 2 hours late (Meg, it really made me miss you b/c not only would you show up on time you'd show up 2 hours early with something yummy to eat and help me set up even though we would just talk and still not be ready on time) we still had plenty of time to rock.
As always, it was hot so we had all the window open. It couldn't have been later then 10:45 or 11 pm when the door bell rings and then there's a pounding at the door. We all figure it's a very upset Flo who didn't come over...
The door swings open, we didn't close it all they way so that we could go back and forth, there's a huge Swiss scary lookin' dude screaming at us at the top of his Swiss German lungs. Unlucky Keith went to get the door because we all thought it was Flo. The only words that we can make out is 'Police' and 'Do you speak German?' Even after we told that we DIDN'T speak German he CONTINUED to scream at us.
After about 3 minutes of relentless yelling Keith finally had to just shut the door on him. We knew he thought we were being too loud and that he wanted to call the cops but come on! If we don't understand you it doesn't do you any good to continue to scream, you're going to give yourself a stroke and die (we would be so lucky...) Once the door is closed on him he pounds on the door a couple more times and then goes away.
This is another example of the Swiss. A nationality I am slowly losing faith in. Everything is either hot or cold with them. How hard would it have been to come up and just ask us to tone it down. Even though we wouldn't have understood what you were saying, crazy Swiss guy, we could have figured it out (um, just like we figured out that that you are a giant A-hole...)
Well, that pretty much ruined the rest of the night. Everyone went home and we went to bed...but there will be more rocking very soon!
Here are some of our pictures from the evening, before we were so RUUUDLY interupted:
This isn't a great picture but please notice that Kyle is drinking a PINK BEER. It's the super cheap crap from the coop. It's was 60 cents for a 'pounder' and Kyle said it wasn't even the worst beer he'd ever had (he was in a frat in college).
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