311 Is A Joke

So the city by-law officer just called to tell me he talked to the neigbours and of course they lied so now I am responsible to dispose of their garbage because it is on my property.  I thanked him for his lack of help and told him that I tried to deal with this via proper channels.  I now know that this route is not successful so I will now be dealing with it on my own.  I am not certain exactly what this means but for now I will be putting that crap in the bin.  So, no matter what happens this year, a fence is now priority number 1.

I have always wanted to install cameras.  Not because I am paranoid but because I understand that in this day and age people have no respect for other people's property or possessions.  So my main motivation was theft.  Now there is another reason.  Bad neighbours.  Even after the fence is installed I think I want cameras.  Just for my own piece of mind.

Update

So, I called the city to update the status of my complaint.   i.e. that I went and talked to the neighbours after they moved their garbage back to my yard.  I was told I had to wait until the by-law officer closed the case as it was still on-going.

HA!

Ha, back at you.  I got a buddy to help move the TV onto the neighbours property.  Problem solved.

Some Good News

Well, some good news.  The garbage guys emptied the bin and took the couches.  Typically when someone dumps garbage beside the bin, it takes a couple of weeks for it to be moved. Hurray for the city.

Now the only thing there is the TV, I have a plan for that.

So now it's in someone else's yard

I come home tonight from work and the furniture has been moved across the lane into that neighbours yard.  It is piled beside the BFI bin.  Hmm, how odd.  It has to be the cretins next door.  Why would some random person dump garbage in a lot and then return the next day to move some of the dumped garbage.  I hate renters.

Again, Really!

So, I come home from work tonight and the f****n neighbours have done it again.  In my lot, they have dumped a large couch, the matching loveseat, half a cooler, a large broken TV and some sort of dresser/cabinet.

Livid is the only word to describe my mood upon seeing this.  So I got out the truck and start throwing stuff at their house.  Actually, in the space between their s****y garage and their house.  I threw the cooler at the house and then the cabinet.  I was hoping someone would come out at the sound of the noise but the cowards didn't.  The TV is too heavy to move.  I will get to that later.  I hate renters.  Bloody welfare house.