One time I had a neighbor whose family was the most obnoxious piece of trash in the entire world. They would let their grass grow to be 3-4 feet until the city would come in and tell them to cut it. They would also get those big moveable pods and have them on their driveway for weeks at a time. Sometimes I felt like maybe they were living in the pods. Their chaos and mess only effected the neighborhood as a whole, so that was a bummer. But it didn’t effect my daily life and impede me from coming and going as I wished. I don’t know what I would have done if they started to cross over into my driveway or lawn like Quora user Denise tells in her story…
“About 20 years ago, after I asked my neighbors to keep their kids out of my yard and their toys, bikes, and skateboards out of my driveway and off my front porch at least a dozen or more times a week, I came home one day and there they were again busy playing away with my entire yard, porch and drive impassable again like usual.
I was so frustrated, because like usual, when I asked them to move their toys, they told me to park elsewhere. Instead of getting out and cleaning it all up so I could pull into my effing driveway and clear all their stuff off my front porch so I could go into my house like I normally did, I did as I promised the last time and drove over it all.
I swear I crunched that bike under my tires. I recall hoping to high heavens it did not dent or scratch my car especially when it was stuck under and dragged a bit as I ran over a skateboard breaking it in half, and other things ultimately ending up parked on a doll’s smashed head. When the girl started screaming hysterically about that, I ripped the body off and handed it to her and told her if she liked her baby, she should take better care of it.
Of course, the kids are screaming at me about destroying their toys as I’m picking other toys up and shoving them in my garbage bin. Then their mother comes out and wants to know what in the world I’m doing?
EXCUSE ME? WHAT THE EFF AM I DOING? MORE LIKE WHAT THE EFF ARE YOUR KIDS’ TOYS DOING ALL OVER MY DRIVEWAY, YARD AND PORCH WHEN I’VE ASKED YOU A THOUSAND TO KEEP THEM OUT OF MY YARD?
She wants me to stop throwing her kids’ toys in my garbage.
I tell her that what her 5 kids don’t pick up before I do will end up in the garbage bin and if they touch it, I will call the police for burglary as garbage is private property and what is left on my property is mine to do with as I will.
The kids race me to pick up their toys.
After it’s all cleared away, I take my garbage bin into the garage and I don’t set it out until 6 AM on the morning of the trash haul. Normally, I set it out the night before, but not that time. If they want their toys they can dig through the garbage before they go to school. To make it special for them, I put the dog poop in the bin with the toys too right on top.
They weren’t happy about that and paint balled and egged my home. I sat right out there in front of them instead of running off like they did when I came out and returned the same to theirs. After that, we lived happily ever after and never said another word to each other ever again.”
