We live in the boonies on a private road with two neighbors. Chuck and his wife are retired, as are Rick and his wife. As some retired folks are prone to do, they spend much of their time caring for their yards. We all get along, but sometimes there are minor skirmishes that can be funny.
Driving down the lane to our house, we first pass Chuck’s place on the left. He has a perennial decorative grass along his side of the lane that tends to lean over toward the lane (Exhibit One ). The leaning is worse during wet fall days. I just drive through the grass, but UPS trucks and the like tend to veer away, taking them toward Rick’s yard and smooshing the edge of his grass.
Rick responded this year by putting up yellow reflective driveway markers (Exhibit Two). This kept trucks from damaging his grass, but the drivers tended to overcompensate and swerve toward Chuck’s property, smooshing* his *grass.
Soooo, Chuck put up his own red reflective driveway markers. I feel like I’m skiing a slalom course every time I drive our lane.
Last week, never one to leave well enough alone, I crept down the lane one night on foot and switched Chuck’s and Rick’s markers. I told my gf and she cracked up when she drove by. She laughed even harder when she returned home that night and saw that the poles had been switched back. I have no idea who switched them, and neither of them has approached me with questions yet.