We had an asshole neighbor at our first house, always drunk, and trying to start a fight, or get money out of us. His mother Mrs Butterfrass - real name - WANTED the fence where we put it, on a straight line. We all agreed to it.
Well sonny boy who was an “adult”, moved in with mom, and the house was in His name, so that Mrs Butterfrass’s ex husbands couldn’t claim it, so we knew he would never leave. He was once again drunk and came over threatening us if we didn’t give him money for that fence line. He was bloody, drunk, bruised, and had obvious stab wounds in his arms/sleeves, etc.
He thought we had money for some reason. We didn’t. So we called the cops, and they were very familiar with Mrs. Butterfrass’ son. Mrs. B refused to come outside, she was so embarrassed. She wanted the fence there.
We had that fence removed and had a TALL wooden fence put in directly on the property line.
We moved to a much nicer house in a nicer town in a beautiful neighborhood! I should thank that ole drunk....
You did TWO good things.
Mrs. B. will pass on and "asshole neighbor" will go on.
YOU don't have to see him anymore, so YOU won.
Mind you language please; there are ladies present.