
My neighbor and I used to be good friends. We would shoot pool together and drink beer. We didn’t really get drunk, but just enough to have some fun and relax.
I got a job working night shift about 5 months ago and our friendship fell apart. We were never joke together so we just stopped talking. While we were still friends, he always respected the fact that I had to sleep during the day and would mow his lawn in the afternoon.
As of about two months ago, he started mowing it early in the morning again and keeping me wide awake for an extra 2 hours. He does this once a week.
To retaliate, I started mowing my lawn at midnight on my days off. I have a Cub Cadet mower with headlights, I crank it wide open and hit the yard. He took exception to it and called the police on me, but theres nothing the police could do about it since I’m not doing anything illegal and there’s no noise ordnance in place.
Since then, every Monday night at midnight I’ve made it a point to go mow my yard.
Am I the asshole? He can’t respect my sleep schedule so I chose to not respect his.
Conclusion
So, who won the war of the lawnmowers? The story ends with a surprising twist that leaves you questioning everything. Was it worth it? The answer might just shock you, proving that sometimes, the quietest feuds are the loudest.
Here’s how people reacted:
The majority of people will be asleep at midnight
Huge asshole… gaping, even.
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I’m sure the middle finger to him felt good in the moment but fuck, just let it go. I’ve seen people war with neighbours, friends and family for decades. They schemed about the next way they were going to get one over on the other party. It never seemed to make them as happy as they thought it would.