My Neighbor Painted an Insult on My Lawn

For ten peaceful years, my neighborhood was serene until Tim moved in next door. Initially friendly, he soon asked to use my driveway, which I declined due to space needs. Undeterred, he parked his truck there anyway, followed by his friends’ cars and lawn gear. After I confronted him, tensions rose when I found “SELFISH JERK” spray-painted on my lawn—clearly Tim’s work. With police unable to act, I enlisted my brother Andrew, a

landscaper, who installed sprinklers with blue chalk-dye water. The next morning, as Tim walked his dog, the sprinklers soaked them both in neon blue. Furious, he confronted me, but I calmly challenged his next move. He left silently, and since then, my driveway’s clear, with Tim offering only shy waves. The sprinklers remain, ready if needed.