08/30/2024
THE LADY NEXT DOOR DEMANDED THAT I UPGRADE MY CAR SO I DON'T EMBARRASS THE NEIGHBORHOOD – KARMA HIT HER BEFORE I COULD
My crazy, pretentious neighbor has been hating on me and my car for no reason. I'm from a small town in Texas, and it seems she thought that was reason enough to treat me like less of a human.
"Mr. Johnson," she snapped one day as I was unloading groceries, glaring at my truck like it was something she'd scrape off her shoe. "That monstrosity you call a vehicle is a disgrace to our neighborhood. It looks like something a farmer would drive, not someone living in a respectable community. You need to get something more appropriate—or at least park it where no one can see it."
I just stared at her, half-amused and half-irritated. "Well, Mrs. Benson, this 'monstrosity' is my late father's car, and I love it very much."
She rolled her eyes, clearly not impressed. "It's an embarrassment, and it's bringing down the tone of the entire street. If you had any consideration for your neighbors, you'd upgrade to something more… refined."
I regretted letting her go without saying anything in response, but a few days later, something else had my back. I walked out of the house and saw Mrs. Benson struggling to ⬇️