Why People Suck

Last night I came home from a crappy day at work, a continuation of a crappy week at work, after dealing with going to the crappy store, and I see something stuck in my screen door.

Its a note and business card from the Department of Health. Department of Health?

The note said: Anonymous complaint, trash and refuse in the front yard, attracting rodents.

HUH?

Oh sure, we have the top of a kitchen table leaned up against the fence that needs to go to the dump, we have a rolled up carpet, also needs to get dumped, and some boards neatly stacked on the other side of the house. Trash and refuse attracting rodents? You've got to be kidding me!

We suspect its our next door neighbors, who recently moved in. Their house is a mess, and it was a mess before they moved in. 11 years we've lived here, the old lady that did live there complained all the time about rats in her back shed (which would venture into our yard and be killed by our dogs), mice in her house, and flooding every time it rained. I'm sure the real estate agent that sold that house got a big commission for not mentioning these little tid bits of information to the new owners.

Not once in the 11 years we've lived here did we complain about the rat colony in her shed, not once did we complain about her dog taking a dump in our front yard, we just lived with it like good neighbors, and if we had wanted to complain, we would have asked her nicely... not called the freakin health department on her.

So, the new people moved in, nice couple with kids. We loaned them yard tools until they could get their own. Did we call the police when their kid threw a basketball and hit my brand new SUV? no. Did we call the County and bitch when a HUGE branch from their tree fell into our yard and they did nothing about it... well, nothing but drag it more into our yard? no. Do we complain about their dogs barking and yipping at 5am, or midnight? no. Do we complain when their friends park in our front yard? no.

So, in return, they call the health department and claim that a few items are now causing the next bubonic plague. Good lord, a woman was recently found with 200 dead cats in her house, the stench so bad that animal control workers had to wear respirators to remove the cats, all she got was a fine for the dead cats and allowed to go back and live in her urine drenched home. We have 3 items in our yard and we're causing the moral decay of the community.

I called the Health Department guy up and asked how we could remedy the situation. He looked at the file and kind of chuckled. Told us to remove what we already knew needed to go. I apologized for our inconsiderate and unsociable neighbors for dragging him out to our house and not discussing the issue with us first, which we would have gladly remedied. He sighed, and said it was no bother, giving me the impression that most of his job entailed going out to look at perfectly fine houses because morons have a grudge or blame their problems on someone else and can't face them to resolve the issue.

I'll be travelling to the fun and festive dump today with our plague items. While we were at it, we also raked the yard, and now there are 40 bags of leaves on the curb. This from a front yard with two tiny trees in it... most of the leaves are from their tree. I guess we'll get complained about again, since I'm sure those bags are just havens for creatures before they get picked up on Thursday.

I hate people