Oooh I got to overhear something fairly rare in my part of town: an argument! A man and woman, both unknown to me, just standing in the hallway connecting the adjoining apartments and just being noisy assholes right in the middle of the AM night time. I cracked open my door just enough so that I could overhear them in detail.
I suppose it wouldn't make sense to anyone else, but having grown up in a dysfunctional environment where angry arguing escalating rapidly into violence was the norm, I obviously grew to intensely dislike all forms of drama, and so isolated myself as an adult... but now being so safely sequestered for so long as an adult, I can't help but find a kind of perverse nostalgia in getting to hear people be raucous and unreasonable with eachother. I even kind of envy it in a way, I've never felt like I've ever had the kind of standing or authority to argue heatedly with anyone, any time any kind of opportunity like that comes up, I instinctively shy away from feeling angry and either accede to the other party or cut off communications entirely.
I don't know how close the man and woman were, I imagine not very close at all, as the content of the argument was the man wanting to know the woman's phone number, and she was reluctant to give it out. She relented though, shouting out the numbers so that anyone in earshot (all her dozen or so neighbors, me included) now knows her cell number. I thought that was a funny conclusion, though a little tame for my taste in domestic disputes.