Not me... I'm staying out of this one...
A half block from me, we have a guy that I'll be polite and refer to as "Fred Sanford". Those younger than 50 may not get the reference.
Fred brings anything and everything home with him.. The two car garage has been packed full for years. The fenced in backyard has been packed full for years. It is stacked all the way around the house. This guy really needs a house on a few acres out in the country, to be truly happy. And the rest of the neighborhood would be happy too.
Unfortunately, the most expensive house in the entire neighborhood is right across the street. Likely worth a half-million dollars, sits on two lots, on an outside curve. And they get to look out their front windows at Fred's place... everyday.
The owners of the half-million dollar house just did a complete exterior refresh last fall. New roof, new paint, new landscaping, new siding, everything. House looks beautiful. Fred's house has a broken window, covered with cardboard and packing tape... along with all the junk. In the summertime, Fred's yard is mowed about once a month, and is full of weeds. To make sure he doesn't lose track of it, the mower is always parked in the front yard.
It's not a lack of money, Fred's wife makes good money. It's just Fred being Fred. His wife is his enabler.
I suspect the **** finally hit the fan, and the neighbor finally started lobbying the city neighborhood services department hard about Fred's place... as the visible junk has slowly been disappearing for the past couple of weeks.
So what did Fred do to get even? He brought home a rusted out white late 90's Ford 4x4 regular cab pickup, with a rusted out snow plow blade (the blade has holes rusted clean though it), and the exhaust dangling out from underneath it... and legally parked it right in front of the half-million dollar house. Just almost to the point where it is blocking their mailbox, but not quite.
Awaiting the next move on this one, from a comfortable distance...
A half block from me, we have a guy that I'll be polite and refer to as "Fred Sanford". Those younger than 50 may not get the reference.
Fred brings anything and everything home with him.. The two car garage has been packed full for years. The fenced in backyard has been packed full for years. It is stacked all the way around the house. This guy really needs a house on a few acres out in the country, to be truly happy. And the rest of the neighborhood would be happy too.
Unfortunately, the most expensive house in the entire neighborhood is right across the street. Likely worth a half-million dollars, sits on two lots, on an outside curve. And they get to look out their front windows at Fred's place... everyday.
The owners of the half-million dollar house just did a complete exterior refresh last fall. New roof, new paint, new landscaping, new siding, everything. House looks beautiful. Fred's house has a broken window, covered with cardboard and packing tape... along with all the junk. In the summertime, Fred's yard is mowed about once a month, and is full of weeds. To make sure he doesn't lose track of it, the mower is always parked in the front yard.
It's not a lack of money, Fred's wife makes good money. It's just Fred being Fred. His wife is his enabler.
I suspect the **** finally hit the fan, and the neighbor finally started lobbying the city neighborhood services department hard about Fred's place... as the visible junk has slowly been disappearing for the past couple of weeks.
So what did Fred do to get even? He brought home a rusted out white late 90's Ford 4x4 regular cab pickup, with a rusted out snow plow blade (the blade has holes rusted clean though it), and the exhaust dangling out from underneath it... and legally parked it right in front of the half-million dollar house. Just almost to the point where it is blocking their mailbox, but not quite.
Awaiting the next move on this one, from a comfortable distance...