The Suggestion Box

Day 2,878, 12:52 • Published in India Turkey • by Lord Turin

When my apartment fell under new management, they placed a suggestion box in the lobby. It wasn't long before tenants began putting folded notes inside it since the building needed a lot of work.

The elevator light was dim so i suggested a brighter bulb. Next day, new bulb.
The garbage cans out back were disgusting, so another anonymous suggestions and new cans.

There was one problem i felt uncomfortable addressing though, noise. I had this guy on my floor who blared music all night long and a women next door with a noisy dog, and dogs weren't allowed. I quietly slipped a note into the box overnight to see if anything could be done. When i got home from work the next day, the barking ceased. I couldn't believe it. No music from the guy either. I smoke a joint in silence. It was dead quiet rest of the week. I drop another note into the box about my broken intercom while I'm taking out the trash. outside i notice a trail of blood leading to one of the cans. Inside a black contractor bag is my neighbor's dead dog. A wave of dread overwhelms me.

It was on the next day when i first noticed the odor coming from 5f, the guy's apartment. Another tenant had already called the police. we find out later he died of an apparent overdose.

On Saturday night my intercom suddenly comes on.......

"BEEP"
I push 'Talk'
"Hello?"
A deep voice replies,
"Am I speaking to the occupant of....5b? It was brought to my attention that marijuana...(static)....from your apartment....(static)... is a violation of building code"
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