“'OMG, DOES PUBIC HAIR TURN GREY AS YOU GET OLDER??!'”
Charlie ‘eavesdropper’ McDowell is author of Dear Girls Above Me - a 16,306 fan-strong social domain publishing the most rivetingly stupid conversations overheard between two girls living above him. SUPERSWEET decided to write to Charlie ourselves and ask the ‘clever’ man below a few questions about GAM. He didn’t have much to say. Perhaps he was too busy playing sex Jenga while listening to them headboard banging.
SS: Dear Charlie, let’s cut straight to the chase. The girls don’t know about GAM, so isn’t eavesdropping and publishing other people’s private conversations a violation of privacy? Aren’t you concerned about breaking the law?
Charlie: According to them, girls like "bad boys." I guess this is my version.
SS: So these girls really exist… they’re not just a publicity stunt for your lonely existence?
Charlie: Yes, these girls really do exist. I still live a lonely existence, but that's completely separate from the girls above.
SS: Do you prop yourself up against the ceiling with a D.I.Y ear cone?
Charlie: I don't have any high tech equipment, although I have briefly considered investing in a hearing aid. Hearing the conversations comes down to a combination of really loud girls and paper thin walls. And, maybe, just maybe, I crack my windows to hear them better.
“'I WISH MY BAD DATE COULD'VE BEEN IN DOG YEARS SO IT ENDED FASTER.'”
SS: What was the initial point of GAM?
Charlie: I was so annoyed one morning by their 40 minute conversation on how it was "maybe gonna rain" so I logged onto my
Twitter account and wrote them a couple "letters." I think I had 11 followers at the time (10 of whom were my friends). I got a couple retweets and it basically went from there.
SS: In one of your videos, you’re seen leaving a present for the girls by their door. Have you ever written them physical messages and slide them under-door before running away?
Charlie: Nope, I like going more for the passive aggressive approach.
SS: Can they ever hear YOU talk? And if so, what would you be heard saying?
Charlie: I really don't think they can hear me. I'm not sure why...maybe science? I've yelled at them multiple times to be quiet and it's never seemed to work. It's a very one-sided relationship if you ask me. But, if they were able to hear me, they would get to experience wonderfully engaging conversations I have with Marvin...my black pug. Also I very one-sided relationship. He talks a lot.
“'WHAT OIL SPILL? I THOUGHT I HEARD THERE WAS A FLOOD SOMEWHERE.'"
SS: Do the girls ever spout ‘intellectual witticisms’ that you unfairly neglect to publish?
Charlie: Define "intellectual witticisms"...regardless, the answer is no.
SS: Have you ever met each other more than just in passing?
Charlie: I saw them out at dinner the other night. My heart started racing. Way better than a celebrity sighting.
SS: What other things can you hear them doing? Please list...
Charlie: 1. "Pre-party" every Saturday night, mostly consisting of loud music and booze.
2. HIGH HEELS.
3. A lot of dropping cell phones.
4. Vacuum
5. Headboard.
SS: Headboard hey? Like those times you can hear them banging away while you play Jenga one handed. Yeah, we know what you get up to…