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OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The business right next door to me (a dentist) has a paved parking lot, mine is gravel. Entrance driveways are a little complicated....my customers use the driveway between us to go in and out, his customers use it to go out. Technically it is his property, but it has never been an issue of us driving on it. Sooooooooo.....we have gotten something like 1.5' of snow in the last few weeks. First time his plow driver plowed a 3' high pile, blocking half of the entrance to my lot. I went over there and very nicely asked him to have his driver make the pile elsewhere. His reply...*They have to put it somewhere*. I told him that they were more than welcome to push it to the back of my lot. He really didn't care. So I kicked him in the teeth. Okay...not really, but I wanted to. What I really wanted to do was have my dog take a dump in the front seat of his car, or on his front porch...and say *He had to put it somewhere*. So I come in today, after another 6" snow last night, and now my lot is 2/3 blocked. I'm trying really really hard to calm down....but as soon as he gets to work, I'm going to go unleash a can of whoopass on him. In a big way. Then I'm probably going to spend the next two hours shoveling this gigantic pile out of my way. Bleepty bleep bleep bleeping bleep!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The business right next door to me (a dentist) has a paved parking lot, mine is gravel. Entrance driveways are a little complicated....my customers use the driveway between us to go in and out, his customers use it to go out. Technically it is his property, but it has never been an issue of us driving on it. Sooooooooo.....we have gotten something like 1.5' of snow in the last few weeks. First time his plow driver plowed a 3' high pile, blocking half of the entrance to my lot. I went over there and very nicely asked him to have his driver make the pile elsewhere. His reply...*They have to put it somewhere*. I told him that they were more than welcome to push it to the back of my lot. He really didn't care. So I kicked him in the teeth. Okay...not really, but I wanted to. What I really wanted to do was have my dog take a dump in the front seat of his car, or on his front porch...and say *He had to put it somewhere*. So I come in today, after another 6" snow last night, and now my lot is 2/3 blocked. I'm trying really really hard to calm down....but as soon as he gets to work, I'm going to go unleash a can of whoopass on him. In a big way. Then I'm probably going to spend the next two hours shoveling this gigantic pile out of my way. Bleepty bleep bleep bleeping bleep!