Noisy Neighbors

A bright young Scottish lad named Shamus had the opportunity to
go to university in London. So he packed his bags and said
good-bye to his mother and left the highlands for the big city.

After the first week his mother called to see how her boy was
holding up.

“I love it here Mother,” Shamus told her, “but these English
students are the oddest people ever! Why the boy who lives in
the dormitory room next to me bangs his head against the wall
until midnight every night. And the boy in the room above me
stomps around until midnight every night. And the boy right
below me blasts his stereo until midnight every night.”

“Why don’t you complain to the Dean of students?” asks his
mother.

“Well, it doesn’t bother me much,” answers Shamus. “I’m usually
up until that time quietly practicing my bagpipes anyway.”