After Scraping Tape Off My Windows for 4 Hours, I Got the Most Glorious Revenge on My Nosy Neighbor (3 of 3)

“You think this is funny?”

“No,” I said. “I think it’s karma.”

The best part? He couldn’t mow it down. Not without making it worse. The patch was off-color, uneven. Cutting it would only make it more obvious.

For three weeks, he had to live with it.
And for three glorious weeks, I parked wherever I wanted.

Eventually, he tried to reseed the whole lawn. Even hired a landscaping crew. But I heard them laughing from my porch. One of them called it “the weirdest passive-aggressive lawn feud” he’d ever seen.

I didn’t tape his house. I didn’t key his car. I didn’t scream or report him.
I just planted a message.

Now Barry and I don’t talk much. But he never touches my car. And I haven’t seen any more Post-it notes.

Sometimes revenge doesn’t have to be loud.
Sometimes it just needs a little water, a little sunshine…

And a whole lot of petty.