Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette.
I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.
Monday, November 21, 2011
*sigh*
Well, now I'm disillusioned and a bit sad--NeighborBoy was apparently busy cutting more wood today while I was at work. So much for doing a favor for a neighbor, if it was that, he'd have quit when I asked him to stop cutting. :(
It's not a matter of being too nice, it's a matter of he-said-she-said with no proof that I didn't give him permission. I wrote him a cease & desist letter and sent it proof of mailing and cc'ed Vegan Lawyer this time. Any more cutting and I will call the police.
2 comments:
I know that you won't do this, but I could call the police on the neighbor. People smell too nice and walk all over it.
It's not a matter of being too nice, it's a matter of he-said-she-said with no proof that I didn't give him permission. I wrote him a cease & desist letter and sent it proof of mailing and cc'ed Vegan Lawyer this time. Any more cutting and I will call the police.
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