Up in Flames
Our neighbor proved to be quite bothersome. He had a habit of calling the authorities, even when we were simply in our yard minding our own business. It wasn’t that he had a mental disorder; he was just an unpleasant person who thought calling 9-1-1 would intimidate us. We overheard him on the phone saying things like, “They’re out in their yard, talking again.” The responding officers felt obligated to come by despite expressing their regrets for having to do so.
Sometimes, they would just drive past and give us a friendly wave while showing their frustration. However, one evening, we reached our limit. To counter that, we purchased a 1000-count string of firecrackers, rigged together a makeshift fuse, placed that set up in his garage and then waited patiently. To put it mildly, the outcome was nothing short of exhilarating.
