My Own Personal Neighbor Wars
Everyone has (or had, at some point) neighbor wars.
My neighbors, while Ive never actually MET them, are on my last nerve.
In my complex they have valet trash. 3 days a week we can take our trash down to the landings at the foot of the stairs and the maintenance guys will pick it up in the morning and take it to the dumpster.
I love this, but it does set up a situation where people get lazy.
My neighbors are PRIME examples of this. They leave trash outside their door, which is gross, but is made worse by the fact that our community is nestled away in the midst of a greenbelt. On MORE than one occasion, Ive walked out of my apartment to see assorted wildlife lurking outside of my door.
Not a big fan of possums and raccoons.
My FIRST idea was to take ketchup and squirt it all over the door knob.
But the day I had the ketchup in my hand, I noticed the YELLOW tag on their door.
Blue is for electricity, and yellow is for gas.
I felt kind of bad for them, since they were 24 hours from getting their gas shut off.
Out of nosy curiosity, I peeked at the tag, and felt even worse.
They were facing utility shut-off over a $70 bill.
Okay, Im not a total jack-ass. So I let it slide.
Recently, though, to add to the disgustingness that is the trash, the male of the household has started leaving his gross muddy shoes at the curve of the stairs. Ive tripped more than once.
Tonight, full bags of trash in my hands, I tripped once again, over his FUCKING shoes.
I bit my tongue so hard I about cried, and turned my ankle in a direction its not supposed to go.
So, on my way back from taking my trash down, I stopped to get this.
I took it back into my apartment, wrapped it up in some trash and will be taking it down with the other trash in a few hours.
If his other show is still outside then, Ill probably take that one, too.
And I will continue to take any and all shoes he leaves in harms way until he gets it through his thick skull not to leave them at the curve of the stairs.
And so it begins....
My neighbors, while Ive never actually MET them, are on my last nerve.
In my complex they have valet trash. 3 days a week we can take our trash down to the landings at the foot of the stairs and the maintenance guys will pick it up in the morning and take it to the dumpster.
I love this, but it does set up a situation where people get lazy.
My neighbors are PRIME examples of this. They leave trash outside their door, which is gross, but is made worse by the fact that our community is nestled away in the midst of a greenbelt. On MORE than one occasion, Ive walked out of my apartment to see assorted wildlife lurking outside of my door.
Not a big fan of possums and raccoons.
My FIRST idea was to take ketchup and squirt it all over the door knob.
But the day I had the ketchup in my hand, I noticed the YELLOW tag on their door.
Blue is for electricity, and yellow is for gas.
I felt kind of bad for them, since they were 24 hours from getting their gas shut off.
Out of nosy curiosity, I peeked at the tag, and felt even worse.
They were facing utility shut-off over a $70 bill.
Okay, Im not a total jack-ass. So I let it slide.
Recently, though, to add to the disgustingness that is the trash, the male of the household has started leaving his gross muddy shoes at the curve of the stairs. Ive tripped more than once.
Tonight, full bags of trash in my hands, I tripped once again, over his FUCKING shoes.
I bit my tongue so hard I about cried, and turned my ankle in a direction its not supposed to go.
So, on my way back from taking my trash down, I stopped to get this.
I took it back into my apartment, wrapped it up in some trash and will be taking it down with the other trash in a few hours.
If his other show is still outside then, Ill probably take that one, too.
And I will continue to take any and all shoes he leaves in harms way until he gets it through his thick skull not to leave them at the curve of the stairs.
And so it begins....
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