So I'm being a goooood neighbour…
Or at least I thought I was…
I was working in the garden, mounting a proper lock on the fense, re-attaching part of the rack I use to grow plants on that had come loose during the last big storm etc.
OK, I admit, the non-used rabbit hutches might be a bit much, but who cares?
(I was planning on doing that tomorrow)
My neigbour, from upstairs, the ones with the bags full of bread a day (half of which ends up in my yard), comes out, hangs over the railing and starts yelling at me and threatening me, about the mess in the garden. He threatened me with the land-lord sort-of-dude etc. etc.
Honestly, I could have just strangled him right there.
Sadly, before I could even reply, the guy went back inside, which only left me very angry and with no one to aim my reply at, so you, my dear audience, get to read my rant…
I don’t even feel like working in the garden anymore, even though I bought grass seeds today to sow in parts of my lawn etc. I just feel like getting all the bread in my garden, soaking it in milk, leaving it out in the sun for a day, and then distributing it over their balcony and letter box.
Really, this is the neighbours that emptied their cat litter right into my yard. And he dares give me shit about some plastic in my garden?
Argh, I’m sooooo fucking pissed off right now… Grrrr… Best direct all that energy towards something useful, like doing dishes or so :-)