“Don’t be angry with your neighbors before you sell your house” or “80th-level trolling from Americans.”

She lived in a small American town, many of which are scattered on the map, an ordinary family - Mom, Dad and a couple of early teenage obultus. They lived quietly in their “living society” (HOA for those who knew, the “living cooperative” with its rules, plugs and turmoil), did not touch anyone and did not light up much.

Once a year in the spring, they opened their garage, rolled out their barrel on the trail in front of the house, with which the garage was closed a little less than entirely, and did general cleaning. And they would continue to do so quietly to this day if no new neighbors settled in the house opposite.

The first thing they had to do in their house was to have a cool repair, and after a short time they suddenly decided that the house would have to be sold and go on - to look for new happiness. We exhibited the house for sale in the spring, and then the general cleaning of the neighbors was done.

And here the Cold Neighbor (CS) in anger appears on the doorstep of the house and begins to sink with claims, that, say, have broken up here a hoodie, redneki edakie, his barrachlo, whose place has long been on the laundry, placed in front of the house, as in a Gypsy camp, and to us, by the way, serious people look at the house come and want to buy - and how can I sell them in advance, when there is such a laundry on the other hand? Well, they cleaned everything quickly inside and did not spoil the aesthetic appearance of the community, reducing the cost of my house, until I found the right to all and wrote the necessary statements...

The family would be happy to try, and the CS is already carrying big, say, all the houses you have here are small, we have done normal repairs for a lot of money, we want to earn a lot when selling, and you are here to ruin all the raspberries with your mess.

The family kicked their heads, pulled the barrel into the barrel, the children's bicycles were removed from the door, and the lawn was made an extraordinary haircut. And this would end the story, but when Ostapa has already suffered, he obviously won’t stop. Therefore, the head of the family found a terrible letter from a residential association a couple of days later, where he was promised all kinds of punishments for the violation of the appearance and grass a centimeter longer than according to the GOST. And, as if the neighbors are not mentioned anywhere, but it is immediately clear where the wind blows so sharply for the first time in the long years of life in the house.

And the housewife hid a quiet redneckovsky anger on the neighbor. No, no one started to burn the neighboring house, no one smashed the doors with feces, and no one started to insert potatoes in the silencing of the parked car. She just looked at the website with houses for sale, how much a nervous neighbor put her house, and then went to the local Walmart, bought there for $4.99 a plastic plaque HOUSE FOR SALE ("House for Sale"), wrote on it a price of interest 30 lower than the one a neighbor asked for her house, and placed in front of her house, crossed the beautiful inscription SOLD ("Sold!") above the writing. So that, of course, the sign was perfectly visible from the road to all potential buyers coming to see the house.

“Happy sales,” she thought. and what. It is hard to argue with neighbors.

(c) Not mine, from the spaces of redit