{"id":86131,"date":"2024-10-23T09:20:41","date_gmt":"2024-10-23T02:20:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/?p=86131"},"modified":"2024-10-23T09:20:41","modified_gmt":"2024-10-23T02:20:41","slug":"my-neighbor-threw-eggs-at-my-car-because-it-was-blocking-the-view-of-his-halloween-decorations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/my-neighbor-threw-eggs-at-my-car-because-it-was-blocking-the-view-of-his-halloween-decorations\/","title":{"rendered":"My Neighbor Threw Eggs at My Car Because It Was \u2018Blocking the View\u2019 of His Halloween Decorations"},"content":{"rendered":"

When sleep-deprived mother Genevieve discovers her car covered in eggs, she assumes it\u2019s a joke \u2014 until her arrogant neighbor Brad admits he did it because her car was blocking the view of his elaborate Halloween display. Genevieve, furious but too fatigued to debate, decides to teach him a lesson.\n

I was so exhausted that I couldn\u2019t remember if I had washed my teeth or fed the dog.\n

My days had become a haze since the twins were born.\n

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Don\u2019t get me wrong, Lily and Lucas were gorgeous, but raising two babies on my own was a Herculean feat. I hadn\u2019t slept all night in months. Halloween was just around the corner, and the neighborhood was buzzing with excitement, except for me.\n

I couldn\u2019t muster enough energy to decorate, let alone keep up with the suburban festivities.\n

Then there was Brad.\n

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The man took Halloween extremely seriously, as if his life relied on it. Every year, he transformed his house into a haunted carnival, complete with gravestones, skeleton dioramas, and massive jack-o\u2019-lanterns.\n

And the arrogant expression on his face whenever someone complimented him? Please.\n

His display captivated the entire neighborhood. What about me? I was too busy trying to keep my eyes open to be concerned about Brad\u2019s stupid haunted house.\n

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It was an ordinary October morning when everything began to unravel.\n

I walked outdoors, carrying Lily on one hip and Lucas in my arm. I blinked at the image in front of me. Someone had egged my car! Broken pieces of shell were embedded in the semi-congealed ooze, which was trickling down the windshield like a twisted breakfast special.\n

\u201cAre you kidding me?\u201d I muttered, staring at the mess.\n

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I\u2019d parked in front of Brad\u2019s house the night before. It\u2019s not like I had many options. The twins\u2019 stroller was too heavy to push all the way down the street, so I parked near to our door.\n

At first, I assumed it was a prank. But when I realized the egg splatters extended all the way to Brad\u2019s front porch, my suspicions became to certainty.\n

This had Brad written all over it.\n

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Brad\u2019s magnificent Halloween display had no claim to the curb, but that didn\u2019t bother him. Throughout the Halloween season, the man was as possessive as a wolf.\n

I marched over to his house, scarcely able to contain the wrath that was building up inside me. I hammered on his door harder than I probably should have, but I didn\u2019t care. I was done playing nice.\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Brad opened it, his expression more smug than normal. He folded his arms across his chest, and I believe the arrogance radiated from him.\n

His house was already fully decked out for Halloween. The house was over-the-top, with fake cobwebs hanging from the gutters, a plastic skeleton waving from the porch, and a witch relaxing in an Adirondack chair.\n

I made the most of my time. \u201cDid you see who egged my car?\u201d\n

Brad did not even blink.\n

\u201cI did it,\u201d he said, as if he was telling me the time of day. \u201cYour car\u2019s blocking the view of my decorations.\u201d\n

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I stared at him, stunned. \u201cYou egged my car because it was parked in front of your house? You didn\u2019t even ask me to move it, you just ruined it?\u201d\n

He shrugged, completely unfazed. \u201cHow can people appreciate my display if they can\u2019t see it from the road?\u201d\n

I blinked. For a second, I thought I might have misheard him. \u201cAre you for real?\u201d\n

He had the audacity to shrug.\n

\u201cI\u2019m the Halloween King! People come from all over to see this display, Genevieve. I\u2019m just asking for a little cooperation. You\u2019re always parked there. It\u2019s inconsiderate and it\u2019s ruining the vibe.\u201d\n

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Inconsiderate? I was barely holding it together while balancing two babies, and this man, this egomaniac, was talking to me about inconveniences?\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019m sorry my life gets in the way of your spooky graveyard,\u201d I snapped. \u201cI\u2019ve got twins, Brad. Newborn twins.\u201d\n

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\u201cYeah, I know,\u201d he said, leaning against the doorframe like we were discussing the weather. \u201cMaybe you should park somewhere else.\u201d\n

\u201cI park there because it\u2019s easier for me to reach my car when I\u2019m carrying two babies and hauling a stroller!\u201d\n

Brad shrugged. \u201cThat\u2019s not my problem, Genevieve. Listen, you can park there again after Halloween is over, okay?\u201d\n

I stood there, speechless, my rage boiling over. But weariness is weird like that; it extinguishes wrath before it can blaze too brightly.\n

\u201cFine,\u201d I snapped.\n

Instead of screaming, I turned around and walked back inside, shivering with fury and disbelief.\n

But things clicked when I cleaned the egg off my car later.\n

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Brad wasn\u2019t your typical, overzealous neighbor. He was a \u0299\u1d1c\u029f\u029f\u028f, and I had enough. If he wanted to play dirty, that\u2019s OK. I was going to play smarter.\n

As I sat in the nursery rocking Lily to sleep that night, a brilliant idea occurred to me. Brad\u2019s vulnerability was his pride. He needed his haunted mansion to become the talk of the community. I didn\u2019t have the energy for a confrontation, but what about revenge? That\u2019s something I could handle.\n

I waited a day before casually strolling over to his yard, where he was placing more decorations to his front porch.\n

\u201cHey, Brad,\u201d I said, trying to sound cheerful. \u201cI\u2019ve been thinking, it really was inconsiderate of me to block your display. You always put so much effort into it\u2026 have you thought about giving it an upgrade?\u201d\n

He paused, suspicious. \u201cUpgrade?\u201d\n

\u201cYeah, like some high-tech stuff. You know, fog machines, ghost projectors. You\u2019ve already got such a great setup, but if you really want to impress people, those would take it to the next level.\u201d\n

His eyes brightened, and I knew I had him.\n

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Brad was predictable. If there was an opportunity to outperform the neighborhood, he would take it.\n

I rattled off some of the brands I had investigated. They were all bad machines with one-star evaluations, known for breaking down and exhibiting weird flaws. But he didn\u2019t have to know that.\n

\u201cYou think so?\u201d he asked, already mentally designing his Halloween masterpiece.\n

\u201cOh, absolutely. You\u2019d be the talk of the neighborhood.\u201d\n

And I went away, satisfied. All I needed to do now was wait.\n

When Halloween night arrived, Brad\u2019s house resembled something out of a horror movie. He\u2019d gone all out, as expected.\n

A group of children and parents gathered on the sidewalk to watch the fog wash across his lawn. Brad stood in the midst of it all, soaking in their esteem.\n

I sat on my porch with Lily and Lucas snuggled in my lap, feeling like a villain in a low-budget drama. I have to concede that his arrangement was remarkable \u2014 until it didn\u2019t.\n

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The fog generator sputtered exactly on time, and instead of producing the creepy, atmospheric mist, it began spraying water like a garden hose. The crowd gasped, the kids giggled, and Brad panicked.\n

He dashed up to the machine and fiddled with the buttons, hoping to make it stop.\n

But it wasn\u2019t over. The ghost projector, his treasured centerpiece, flickered on and off, creating a twitchy, cartoonish ghoul who resembled a crazed blob rather than a ghost. Parents chuckled, and the youngsters burst out laughing now.\n

Then came the final blow. One of his inflatables, a massive Frankenstein, crumbled in slow motion, with its deflating head rolling humorously across the yard.\n

Some adolescent lads thought it was hilarious, and with Halloween spirit in the air, they grabbed a carton of eggs and hurled them at Brad\u2019s house with gusto.\n

Brad was losing it, racing back and forth, attempting to save what little dignity he still had, but it was too late. His haunted house of horrors had become a haunted house of comedy, and there was no turning back now.\n

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The next morning, when I was feeding Lucas, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Brad looking deflated. Much like his Frankenstein. He wasn\u2019t his normal smug self, and for a brief moment, I nearly felt awful.\n

\u201cI, uh, wanted to apologize,\u201d he mumbled, not quite meeting my eyes. \u201cFor egging your car. I overreacted.\u201d\n

I crossed my arms, taking my time before responding. \u201cYeah, you did.\u201d\n

\u201cI just\u2026 I didn\u2019t realize how hard it must be, you know, with the twins and all.\u201d He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable. \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d\n

I let the silence hang for a moment longer, watching him squirm. \u201cThanks for apologizing, Brad. I\u2019m sure it won\u2019t happen again.\u201d\n

He nodded quickly, eager to escape the awkwardness. \u201cNo, it won\u2019t.\u201d\n

As he turned to leave, I couldn\u2019t help but add, \u201cFunny how things have a way of balancing out, huh?\u201d\n

He glanced back, and for once, Brad had nothing to say.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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