Neighbors forced me to change parking spaces
Chapter 2
I explained the whole situation, how the family of three had blocked my door.
The key point was that they wanted to trade their tight $10,000 parking spot for my spacious $30,000 flat-level spot right by the elevator.
The officer looked utterly bewildered.
The family of three then tried to get him to side with them. "Officer, tell us, we're neighbors, we should help each other out. Her car is small, but her spot is huge. Our car is big, but our spot is tiny. Wouldn't switching be a win-win? Not only did she refuse, but she also called my husband names, said he had a big ego! Is that the behavior of a civilized person?!"
The officer frowned. "Parking spots in this complex are bought with real money. Harper's large spot is definitely worth more than your compact spot. If you want to switch, you need to negotiate amicably. You can't just block someone's door and force them! That's against the law, do you understand?"
The woman pinched her son, and he opened his mouth and let out an ear-splitting wail.
The woman put on a distressed face. "Officer, we tried to negotiate, but she ignored us and even insulted us! If we don't solve this parking problem, our normal lives will be affected! We had no other choice!"
The officer's face turned cold, his tone stern. "This is illegal! If you continue, we'll have to take you to the station and detain you."
The couple looked incredibly reluctant, but they were clearly scared of being taken away.
"We'll go home now."
The officer gave them a few more strict warnings, then left.
I was about to close my door too.
Suddenly, Brad picked up a chair and shouted, "You just wait! You're choosing the hard way! You think I can't deal with you, huh?! Just you watch!"
I glanced at him.
Tiffany immediately jumped forward, pointing a finger at my nose and shrieking, "That's my husband! Where are you looking?! If you keep staring, I'll pluck your eyeballs out!"
I took one look at her husband, who was five-foot-five and weighed 180 pounds, and quipped, "Talk about an inflated price for a pig."
Then I shut my door.