Cynthetiq

I've become an old man. I complain and complain, OFFICIALLY, not just griping but official complaints logged with the New York City government

I woke up in the middle of the night.

I can't go back to sleep because the park is illuminated at night so that people can play baseball, football, soccer, etc.

I just called the NYC parks department to file a complaint that they haven't turned off since last night.

Since the city has instituted a 311 services number where one can call and file a complaint for ANY city provided service, I call it pretty regularly, about things like this, the MTA buses being off schedule (if you aren't going to be ON schedule then why have one?) people parking illegally around our building, people parking near the park and doing drugs, fornicating, and hanging out in their cars.

I just realized that this kind of activity while it's not a bad thing for me to do makes me feel like crotchety old man.

edit: fixed spelling errors.

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