Recent events at Devil’s Teeth Bakery as well as a recent comment that I received on my postÂ about discretionary review have inspired me to jump up on this here metaphorical soapbox and get a few things off of my chest.
First of all, let’s be clear here folks: San Francisco is a city. A city, by definition, is “an inhabited place…” so please don’t let the presence of other individuals surprise you.
Because of the presence of these other individuals, you should generally prepare yourself for the fact that:
- People make noise, undertake activities, and generally do things that will lead you to notice their existence. Also, babies cry sometimes.
- We all create refuse, sometimes properly disposed of, sometimes not. Even if it is thrown away properly, sanitation engineers will arrive in the city very early in the morning with loud trucks to remove said garbage.
- Living in close proximity to others will reduce the amount of control you have over your immediate surroundings.
- Other people – at times, hopefully not always – will find you as annoying as you find them.
Oh, and things will always change. Here’s my offhand reference to that pithy saying that the only thing you can count on in the world is…
So, if you are going to happily live in San Francisco you should be prepared for the existence of other people that you cannot control, and that what these people do and want will change over time. They might want to open a bakery on a commercial street. They might want to expand their house or build a bigger deck. They might have children that you can hear through your walls or floors. They might get a dog that barks, or a cat that leaves dead mice on your doorstep.
That people do all of these things are just a few of the reasons why I want to live in a city. That the citizens of my town are so creative, dynamic, (usually) thoughtful and interesting are some of the reasons that I want to live in San Francisco. Not a sermon, just a thought…