5am Monday to Friday.
For over 2 years I had the guy across the road with an old Mitsubishi Pajero Diesel. It took 15~20 minutes to start.
Grrrr Grrrr Grrrr grrrrrrrrr Grrrrrrrrrrrrgrrrrrrrrrrrr, grrrrrr, grrrrrrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
EVERY FU**ING DAY!
Then he decided to buy a dirt bike. An old 4 stroke single cylinder Yamaha with a burnt out muffler.
That piece of **** took 15 minutes to kick start! Then when he got it going he would just sit there for another 5 minutes revving the engine. When he left you could hear him for about 3 minutes till he got a few miles away.
I asked if I could pay for it to be fixed and he said no!
He was a pompous narcissistic arsehole so I didnt expect much.
After the pompous narc moved out an Electrician moved in.
Every fu**ing morning at 6am he was loading aluminium ladders and tools in/out of his van.
I just about lost it, but at least he was decent about it when I spoke to him.
He wouldn't/couldn't leave the van loaded because of possible theft. (He had had tools and ladders stolen previously.)
He moved the van to his back yard every morning to load it instead of in the street.
It was a bit better.
Just shows how damned inconsiderate and cavalier people are when it comes to others - especially arsehole narcissists!
