Donated to your charity of choice.I would allow him to sleep with your wife. The last thing you want is a disagreement with a neighbor. Maybe offer him 20 grand.
Whatever, doormat.I would allow him to sleep with your wife. The last thing you want is a disagreement with a neighbor. Maybe offer him 20 grand.
I might be a doormat, but at least for the next twenty years I’ll get a wave from a man sitting on his riding mower when I’m in the back grilling.Whatever, doormat.
From the videos I've seen on a certain hub, this is the correct way to look at this situation.I might be a doormat, but at least for the next twenty years I’ll get a wave from a man sitting on his riding mower when I’m in the back grilling.
Did you at least offer to show him how to tilt the cone back into its upright position?I had a similar encounter about 7 or 8 years ago. There was still new construction on our street and for some reason the guy way down at the corner of the street had construction cones on the street at the perimeter of his yard. I suppose he was worried about construction vehicles going up the curb and into his yard but the new houses being built were at least 1,000 yards from his property.
Anyway this guy is about 5' tall and had a reputation of being a PITA and busybody. Everyone in the neighborhood that I knew had warned me about him saying he was a loose cannon but I never had any dealings with him so I was cool with the guy until...
One July 4th we had 2 or 3 couples over for a cookout and drinks because you can see fireworks from our deck. They left around midnight and the next day I have a different buddy over to help me brew some beer in my garage. So we finish up and are having a beer when this guy comes walking up my driveway.
He starts #####ing at me and accusing my kids of kicking the cones over the night before. He also says that he's been having problems in the past with kids turning on his faucet and messing with political signs. Now my kids were 24, 22 and 21 at the time. The 24 year old had his own place and the other two kids were vacationing with friends so none of them were even home. I explained to this guy that my kids were not teenagers and weren't even at my house on the 4th. He wasn't buying it.
He insisted that he saw them kick the cones and had it on video tape and that he was going to call the police. I was laughing and said okay you do that (which only pissed him off more) and he left shouting "you don't know who are dealing with!". So nothing ever came about it, he still lives there and I have nothing to do with him, but he'll wave to me if I am driving by and I wave back, no big deal to me.
However the best part of the story is that when I told my wife she started laughing. At one point after we had dinner on 4th and the guys lit cigars the ladies took a walk and one of them kicked over two of the cones so apparently the guy DID see people kicking his cones -- it just turned out to be my wife's best friend!
E-Z Glider said:Neighbor (with a suddenly angry, confrontational tone): Well, we've been having a lot of trouble with vandalism of signs around here.
Me FAKE NEWS
Neighbor (now getting angry and raising his voice): "UHHHHH YEAH" (mocking me), AND I JUST WATCHED YOU THROWING ROCKS AT THE ROAD SIGN UP THERE FOR THE LAST 10 MINUTES..... NOW LET ME ASK YOU AGAIN.... DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THE SIGNS ON THIS ROAD?1!?!?
Me FAKE NEWS
Neighbor: ALL I KNOW IS WE HAVE A LOT OF PROBLEMS WITH VANDALS AND I JUST SAT HERE AND WATCHED YOU THROWING ROCKS AT THAT SIGN FOR THE LAST 10 MINUTES!!!!!
Me FAKE NEWS
call meE-Z Glider said:Not really complaining, just relaying a real-life story that I thought was interesting. Not every day I get yelled at by a nut-job.![]()
We used to drive through in reverse and then give the standard order:When I was a baby stoner we were in line at the new Jack in the Box at 2 am and decided to toss some Whoopers (malted milk balls) at the Jack head they used to have where you ordered. The manager came storming out accusing us of trying to damage the Jack head. Malted milk balls could never damage a fiberglass Jack head and we yelled back and forth for quite a bit until he called the cops and we left because we had teh weed.
That face always seemed to be mocking me. I'm glad you threw whoppers at it.When I was a baby stoner we were in line at the new Jack in the Box at 2 am and decided to toss some Whoopers (malted milk balls) at the Jack head they used to have where you ordered. The manager came storming out accusing us of trying to damage the Jack head. Malted milk balls could never damage a fiberglass Jack head and we yelled back and forth for quite a bit until he called the cops and we left because we had teh weed.
Why do you have to drag me into this?comfortably numb said:Some people are just miserable dooshes
Unless you bring your own, purchased at your local grocer.I think you handled this well. At this point above, my interjection would have been along the lines "sir, I have told you several times that we were not throwing rocks. You repeating it, and repeating it louder will still not make it true." Then I would Good Day him and move on.
I imagine your wife will want to change your walking route now, but I would leave it the same. Thankfully the nut throwing game is only seasonal.
Wife's best friend apparently has the body of a teenage boy.I had a similar encounter about 7 or 8 years ago. There was still new construction on our street and for some reason the guy way down at the corner of the street had construction cones on the street at the perimeter of his yard. I suppose he was worried about construction vehicles going up the curb and into his yard but the new houses being built were at least 1,000 yards from his property.
Anyway this guy is about 5' tall and had a reputation of being a PITA and busybody. Everyone in the neighborhood that I knew had warned me about him saying he was a loose cannon but I never had any dealings with him so I was cool with the guy until...
One July 4th we had 2 or 3 couples over for a cookout and drinks because you can see fireworks from our deck. They left around midnight and the next day I have a different buddy over to help me brew some beer in my garage. So we finish up and are having a beer when this guy comes walking up my driveway.
He starts #####ing at me and accusing my kids of kicking the cones over the night before. He also says that he's been having problems in the past with kids turning on his faucet and messing with political signs. Now my kids were 24, 22 and 21 at the time. The 24 year old had his own place and the other two kids were vacationing with friends so none of them were even home. I explained to this guy that my kids were not teenagers and weren't even at my house on the 4th. He wasn't buying it.
He insisted that he saw them kick the cones and had it on video tape and that he was going to call the police. I was laughing and said okay you do that (which only pissed him off more) and he left shouting "you don't know who are dealing with!". So nothing ever came about it, he still lives there and I have nothing to do with him, but he'll wave to me if I am driving by and I wave back, no big deal to me.
However the best part of the story is that when I told my wife she started laughing. At one point after we had dinner on 4th and the guys lit cigars the ladies took a walk and one of them kicked over two of the cones so apparently the guy DID see people kicking his cones -- it just turned out to be my wife's best friend!
The proper comeback to this is to ask him “did you just say my wife looks like a teenage boy?”I had a similar encounter about 7 or 8 years ago. There was still new construction on our street and for some reason the guy way down at the corner of the street had construction cones on the street at the perimeter of his yard. I suppose he was worried about construction vehicles going up the curb and into his yard but the new houses being built were at least 1,000 yards from his property.
Anyway this guy is about 5' tall and had a reputation of being a PITA and busybody. Everyone in the neighborhood that I knew had warned me about him saying he was a loose cannon but I never had any dealings with him so I was cool with the guy until...
One July 4th we had 2 or 3 couples over for a cookout and drinks because you can see fireworks from our deck. They left around midnight and the next day I have a different buddy over to help me brew some beer in my garage. So we finish up and are having a beer when this guy comes walking up my driveway.
He starts #####ing at me and accusing my kids of kicking the cones over the night before. He also says that he's been having problems in the past with kids turning on his faucet and messing with political signs. Now my kids were 24, 22 and 21 at the time. The 24 year old had his own place and the other two kids were vacationing with friends so none of them were even home. I explained to this guy that my kids were not teenagers and weren't even at my house on the 4th. He wasn't buying it.
He insisted that he saw them kick the cones and had it on video tape and that he was going to call the police. I was laughing and said okay you do that (which only pissed him off more) and he left shouting "you don't know who are dealing with!". So nothing ever came about it, he still lives there and I have nothing to do with him, but he'll wave to me if I am driving by and I wave back, no big deal to me.
However the best part of the story is that when I told my wife she started laughing. At one point after we had dinner on 4th and the guys lit cigars the ladies took a walk and one of them kicked over two of the cones so apparently the guy DID see people kicking his cones -- it just turned out to be my wife's best friend!
Wife's best friend apparently has the body of a teenage boy.
You complete me.The proper comeback to this is to ask him “did you just say my wife looks like a teenage boy?”
I would have nailed it with a ritz cracker from 150 yards.People are awfully judgy considering I never mentioned even mentioned the distance... or the size of the sign.... or the tremendous wind the was howling... or the low quality of the nutz I was throwing.... or the sharp pain I suddenly feel in my shoulder after the first throw.... etc.
Your a righteous dude, just like Ferris.my wife and i went out for a walk last night and bam walnut tree and i saw a fella out on his porch so i wound up and just laced one right into the side of his leg and i shouted thats for glider look brohan the ole swcer has got your back take that to the bank
I love that this could happen.my wife and i went out for a walk last night and bam walnut tree and i saw a fella out on his porch so i wound up and just laced one right into the side of his leg and i shouted thats for glider look brohan the ole swcer has got your back take that to the bank