Sunday morning we were awakened by a small construction crew in the courtyard. They were shushed by a neighbor and seemed to comply as much as they could. But, they had work to do. See, somebody did 'complain'.
Yesterday I complained to my boyfriend that sometimes people on the streets aggressively maintain their space on the sidewalk by banging shoulders with passersby and he replied that compared to New York the people here are incredibly kind and friendly.
I live on Corrientes - it's almost always noisy. If i were living in Canada I'd be awoken on Sunday morning by the sound of lawnmowers.
I have an idea. Next Sunday wake up really early, throw open your windows and make long, loud passionate love (preferably with a partner). That way, you'll wake up your neighbors and not only will they be pissed off - they'll be jealous too and you'll feel so good for so many reasons that you'll have nothing to complain about!