Well it's Saturday night so I must confess. I have a healthy Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz going on, so forgive the typos.
I know I have one monitor, but ia seeing at least two.
Long story short, I had a neighbor that call ed the EPA on me for fire pit fires I had out in the yard. If the EPA gets a complaint, they have to investigate. I was BBQing and The EPA showed up a 3 in the morning to investigate. Out of about 40 calls on me. Not one fine and they all told me I was legal. I only burn wood, no toxic plastic or stuff like that.
There is way more but when the EPA investigated me. I pointed out his burn pile that was full of PCV pipe, tires and other no,no's.
The EPA guy told me he's going over there and right him up.
He was there for an hour.
Amazingly I never got another call from him.
Karma. She may take her time, but she works.
Now that my keyboard has morphed back into one again, I'll finish the story.
His background. He and his family of 7 kids, that were never allowed to play outside were devout religious freaks. ( I say that because he always brought up the fact that Jesus was missing from my heart) If he saw a single puff of smoke coming from my direction, he called the EPA.
Not just on me but every other neighbor living close by.
One day he calls me to the fence wanting to ask a question.
Our property butts up together and there was an old bob wire fence with Tallow trees growing right on the line.
After all the grief he caused me, he had the nerve to ask to put up a chain link fence. No problem there. Untill he wanted to put it on my side of the line. Taking up 4 feet of my property.
I said, are you kidding me? You go out of your way to try to get me in trouble and you want me to give you my land?
I said hell no. You can put the fence on your side of the trees, or cut the trees and put the fence back on the property line where in belongs.
So he rented a backhoe and started removing all the trees.
I could see he had a giant pile of wood and he wasn't even half finished.
I tried one more time to be a good neighbor and offers him a spot on my place to pile the rest.
I specifically told him I would be burning the pile. He said he was going to do the same.
Kinda hypocritical considering all the times he called the EPA on me.
He gets his fence up and a few months pass and i burn "HIS" pile of wood.
You guessed it, He called the EPA.
That leads back to the beginning story. He had not burned his pile but had pilled PVC pipe and tires in his pile.
Thats when the EPA guy paid him a visit.
Fast forward a few years. He got divorced, not one of his kids ever came to visit. He turned his house into a unlicensed halfway house. In witch several of his drunk tenets drove through by back fence, almost hitting my house by mere inches.
He fell off a ladder, had complications and died.
The house is empty and foreclosed on.
Karma.