Una Vecina No Deja De Cambiar De Sitio El Cubo De Basura De Un Hombre, Se Arrepiente Cuando Descubre Quién Es

Comportamiento Increíble

Max no podía creer lo que acababa de presenciar. Sabía que él y su vecina tenían disputas, pero esto se había pasado de la raya.

Ella creía que podía tocar su propiedad y pasar inadvertida.

Por suerte, otro vecino la delató. Cuando Max se enteró de su increíble comportamiento, supo que tendría que darle una lección.

Empezó Como Una Discusión

Todo empezó como una discusión en la entrada de su casa.

Lo único que quería hacer era sacar la basura para que la recogieran, pero su vecina parecía tener un problema con eso.

Ella insistía en que ya se había pasado de la hora de recogida. Dijo que debería haberla sacado a las 7 de la mañana, y eran las 10 de la mañana. Pero él no veía ningún problema.

Aún No La Habían Recogido

En la mente de Max, todavía podía sacar la basura porque el basurero no había llegado todavía, pero su vecina le dijo que no podía sacar la basura después de las 7 de la mañana. 

La ignoró y volvió a su casa.

Pero lo que encontró más tarde le hizo hervir la sangre: vio que su basura no estaba donde la había dejado.

Una Vecina Entrometida

Justo cuando se preguntaba qué había pasado, otro vecino preocupado se acercó a Max y le dijo que había visto a su vecina problemática moviendo su basura. No podía creer que fuera tan mezquina.

El recolector no había recogido su basura porque su vecina la había apartado de la acera.

Eso significaba que tenía una semana de basura con la que lidiar. Sabía que tendría que encargarse de aquello.

Demasiado Lejos

Sabía que tendría que ser anónimo. No quería una guerra total, pero quería que ella pagara por lo que le había hecho.

Planeó su plan durante los días siguientes hasta que lo consiguió.

No sólo quería molestarla. Quería que aprendiera una costosa lección que le enseñara el verdadero significado de “amar al prójimo”. Pero fue un poco demasiado lejos.

Max Thompson

A Max Thompson nunca le gustaron los conflictos. De pequeño, siempre oía las voces de sus padres peleándose a través de las paredes de su habitación.

 Juró que nunca sería como ellos y optó por intentar siempre resolver los conflictos de buena manera.

Pero no tenía ni idea de qué mujer el destino convertiría en su vecina.

Aspiraciones

A los dieciocho años, Max se hartó de las constantes peleas de sus padres y se mudó en cuanto pudo.

Encontró un pequeño apartamento que podía llamar suyo e incluso un trabajo estable.

La mayor parte del tiempo estaba contento en su nuevo barrio, aunque las cosas no siempre eran ideales. Una de las cosas más molestas era su horario de trabajo.

Turno De Noche

Para poder pagar el alquiler, Max tenía que trabajar en el turno de noche en una gasolinera.

No era el trabajo más gratificante del mundo, pero era el mejor que podía encontrar en ese momento.

Eso significaba que trabajaba de 9 de la noche a 5 de la mañana todos los días y dormía la mayor parte de la mañana. No tenía ni idea de que esto significaba que surgiría un problema con su vecina.

Llegar Pronto A Casa

Max llegaba a casa del trabajo a las 6 de la mañana la mayoría de las mañanas e inmediatamente se desplomaba en su cama.

Se despertaba de nuevo a las 2 del mediodía para seguir con su día antes de irse a trabajar a las 8 de nuevo.

Pero de lo que no era consciente era de que su vecina le había estado observando de cerca, y no le gustaba lo que hacía.

Quejas

Un día, Max tuvo que ir a buscar un paquete a la puerta de su casa.

Pero no tenía ni idea de que alguien le estaba observando. Cogió el paquete y se dio la vuelta para volver a entrar antes de oír una voz.

Venía de la casa de al lado. Vio a una mujer mayor con el ceño fruncido. Estaba claro que tenía algún problema.

Problema

“¿Puedo ayudarle?” Max preguntó amablemente a la vecina.

Ella le miró sin comprender durante unos instantes antes de responder: “¡Me despiertas todas las mañanas cuando llegas de tus fiestas!”. 

Max no podía creer el descaro de la mujer. “No estoy de fiesta, trabajo en el turno de noche y es cuando llego a casa del trabajo”. Le dijo con severidad. Pero no fue suficiente. Estaba claro que ella no sabía quién era él.

Arrogante

“No te creo, y aunque lo hiciera, eso no significa que puedas despertarme cada mañana.

Así que búscate un trabajo decente y deja de despertarme”. Le gritó a Max.

Sintió que sus manos se cerraban en puños, pero odiaba los conflictos. Quería resolver las cosas como adultos maduros. El único problema era que no sabía lo mezquina que llegaría a ser.

Calmarla

Max le explicó que no podía renunciar a su trabajo y que lo necesitaba para comprar comida y pagar el alquiler.

Le dijo que lamentaba las molestias y pensó que lo dejaría así.

Ella pareció pensárselo un rato antes de abrir la boca para hablar. Sus mejores esfuerzos por calmarla no iban a servir de nada.

No Cedería

Pero estaba claro que la mujer mayor no cedería. Era inflexible en su manera de ser y sólo se mostraría intransigente en todos los frentes.

Su paciencia se estaba agotando y Max decidió darle un cordial “buenas noches” antes de dar media vuelta y volver a entrar sin esperar respuesta.

Pensó que el asunto estaba zanjado; se equivocaba.

Semana De Paz

La semana siguiente no fue especialmente interesante.

Max trabajó hasta la extenuación sólo para poder permitirse cubrir las necesidades básicas antes de desplomarse en su cama cada mañana.

Mientras tanto, su vecina se enfurecía en silencio. Pero Max estaba a punto de desencadenar sin saberlo un acontecimiento que tendría consecuencias catastróficas.

Recogedores De Basura

Una vez a la semana, los basureros pasaban a recoger la basura del barrio.

Su aviso decía que la basura debía sacarse antes de las 7 de la mañana, pero Max se dio cuenta de que nunca venían tan temprano.

Sabiendo que la mayoría de los días venían sobre las 11 de la mañana, sabía que tenía un respiro. El mayor problema era su horario de sueño.

Interrupción

Todos los días, Max tenía que poner el despertador para interrumpir su sueño y sacar la basura.

Normalmente dormía de 6 a 10 y luego sacaba la basura. 

Después, volvía a dormir hasta alrededor de las 2 para maximizar su descanso. Pero no tenía ni idea de que eso no era suficiente para algunas personas.

No Hay Otra Opción

Max había intentado sacar la basura cuando llegaba a casa a las 6 de la mañana, pero se dio cuenta de que los mapaches y otros animales salvajes se metían rápidamente en ellas, rompían las bolsas y dejaban basura por todas partes.

Así que no le quedaba más remedio que sacarlas a las 10 de la mañana.

Odiaba que le interrumpieran el sueño, pero era la única solución. Pero su vecina no lo veía así.

Sacar La Basura

Había pasado una semana desde el enfrentamiento con su vecina, y Max ya no pensaba en ello.

Era uno de esos días en los que tenía que sacar la basura.

Se levantó soñoliento y empezó a llevar la basura a la acera. Pero al llegar allí, oyó una voz familiar a su derecha. Era su vecina, una vez más.

No Está Permitido

“No puedes sacar la basura. Llegas demasiado tarde!” le gritó la vecina a Max.

Él casi se rió y pensó que era una broma.

Pero por la expresión de su cara, se dio cuenta de que no bromeaba. “Todavía no han venido; no pasa nada si la dejo aquí ahora o a las siete de la mañana”. Le contestó bruscamente.

Ignored Her

Max had learned that the woman wouldn’t listen to reason and turned around and went back inside before she could reply. 

He went straight to his bed and slept for another five hours before waking up at 3:00 PM.

He had overslept because of the “Karen” neighbor, but he had no idea what she had done.

Moved

He stretched, took a shower, and checked the time. He had four hours before he had to get to work.

He decided to go get his trashcan back in, but what he saw made his blood boil.

He looked around; it wasn’t on the curb anymore. Then he spotted his trash can, still full of trash, hidden behind a tree. Then he saw a neighbor he’d never seen before walking past.

The Truth

When the neighbor saw him, he immediately approached him.

“I know what happened to your trash. It’s not my business, so I didn’t stop her, but I thought you should know.”

After the neighbor left, Max stood there with his nails digging into his palms. He had never been so angry before. He would make sure she learned a costly lesson.

Jeffrey

The neighbor introduced himself as Jeffrey and told Max exactly what he had seen just hours earlier.

“It seemed as if she wasn’t very subtle with what she was doing. It was as if she felt that she was doing the right thing.”

It suddenly dawned on Max who he was talking about. It must have been the nosy neighbor from the other night. But he’d regret what he did next.

Moved It

Jeffrey explained what had happened, “She picked up your trash can and dragged it away from the curb.

The garbage collectors never even saw it.”

Max already had his suspicions, but this was all he needed to know. He felt a transformation overcome him. Jeffrey could clearly see the rage that was coming to the surface and quickly backed off.

Transformation

He stopped being the amicable pushover he had been all of his life. His neighbor was in big trouble.

He looked straight at Jeffrey and didn’t even say anything.

That’s when his legs started doing everything for him. He had no idea what he was about to do to the smug old woman next door, but he knew she’d regret messing with him.

Giving Her A Piece Of His Mind

He felt his blood boil. Feeling unnaturally irrational, his legs started moving forward without his brain telling them to.

He had no idea what he was doing. All he knew was that he was on the verge of blacking out from rage.

Then he realized where he was headed, his neighbor’s house.

What Would He Do?

He felt his sanity slipping away as if he had turned into Jack from The Shining.

He had no idea what he had planned to do with the woman when he got there.

He had left his other neighbor, Jeffrey, standing on his lawn. He was normally trying to de-escalate the situation, not make it worse. He knew he had to stop the madness.

Coming Back To Reality

Max focused all of his attention on breathing deeply. He knew he had to calm down and snap back to reality. 

He had almost made it to her front lawn before he stopped himself from going any further.

He had come to his senses just in time. He was scared of what he might have done if he hadn’t.

Another Way

Max knew that there was another way that wouldn’t resort to violence or confrontation.

He walked back to his neighbor, still standing on the lawn, and thanked him for letting him know about the truth.

He walked inside and checked the time. There was more than enough time to start the planning. He grinned as he brainstormed.

Hatching A Plan

He knew he had a few hours to spare before he had to go work his graveyard shift. He would make good use of that time.

He immediately got to work planning something that would make sure his neighbor knew not to mess with him.

He smirked, knowing that this would be the last time the old woman ever tried something on him.

Stooping To Her Level

This wasn’t a conflict that could be solved by amicable means.

Max would be kidding himself if he thought that this insane woman could be reasoned with. 

He’d already seen how she reacted to him trying to talk to her rationally. He knew that she would only react to means that stepped as low as hers.

Off To Work

Max had dedicated a few hours to his plan by the time he had to go to work. It started with his connections.

He knew a thing or two about trash collecting that his neighbor didn’t.

He had already figured most of it out by the time he got into his car and left for work. He saw the old woman sitting on her porch watching him. He knew that grin would soon turn into a scowl.

Crazy Neighbor 

On the way to work, Max thought about his plan.

He would have to be patient to see it through, but that was his strong suit. He imagined the look on her face after he made the call.

The crazy neighbor would only get what was coming to her in a week’s time. Max was prepared to wait for the sweet revenge.

Insider Knowledge

Max had some insider knowledge that he knew would help him against the neighbor.

Before he worked at the gas station, he was trying to get another job. One that was coincidentally tied to the situation he was in now.

He was trained as a trash collector months ago but ultimately never got the job. This meant that he knew that the trash collector service billed everyone on the 1st of every month. 

Using It To His Advantage

He would use this to his advantage. He knew that he could make her life a living hell by just calling one number.

He even knew that they had no security other than asking for the address. It was perfect.

His neighbor would never even know that it was he that tampered with things in her life. She didn’t know who she was messing with.

The Next Day

The next day when Max woke up, he finalized his plan and looked up the trash collector’s number.

He found it and punched it into his phone.

He was put on hold and had to wait for an operator to answer. He didn’t mind waiting, he’d have to wait a week to see the results of his labor anyway.

Imagining Her Reaction

He smirked as he imagined what his neighbor’s reaction would be.

The phone dialed, and he heard someone on the other side answer. 

He spoke with a nice woman who managed to help him achieve exactly what he needed. He thanked her for her time and put down the phone – the deed was done.

A Week Later

Max had set his plans into motion. He patiently waited for a week, knowing what would happen the next trash collection day.

In the week that went by, his neighbor was just as intolerable as ever.

She complained about waking her up even though he couldn’t help it. But everything was tolerable since he knew what was about to happen.

Taking Out The Trash

The week passed, and it was finally the day that his revenge would happen.

He made sure to take out his trash at 7:00 AM on the dot. His neighbor did at the same time.

He was ready for whatever delusional speech she had to give him. He would tolerate just about anything because he knew he had the upper hand.

Patience

She made a quip that she was glad that he had seen reason and had taken his trash out at the proper time.

Max smiled and was polite; he needed patience. 

It took every ounce of his willpower not to say something clever back. He was now playing along with her game, but in just a few hours, her whole world would be tumbling down.

An Overflowing Mess

It was just a little longer now that he had to wait. He left his trash on the curb and saw his neighbor’s there too.

It was an overflowing mess. 

He went back inside and took his nap but was woken up at 1:00 PM by the sound of screaming. Normally, he would have been concerned by such a noise, but this time, he smiled.

Sweet Revenge

Max smiled and recalled what he had done.

He called the trash collectors a week prior and told them that he wanted to cancel his plan with them. 

They said that it would incur a penalty since the 1st of the month was around the corner, but he insisted. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Taking Everything

He knew they’d take his dustbin, too, since that was technically rented.

Then the operator asked him the fateful question. What was his address?

But the real twist was that he gave his neighbor’s address instead of his, so they thought she canceled her service. They didn’t ask any other questions, and he knew this.

Paying The Penalty

This meant that they took not only her trash but also her whole trash can. If she wanted to get it back, she’d have to pay the penalty. 

The neighbor was left standing on the curb without a trash can. Max looked out of his window and could see her dialing a number. He knew that she was about to find out what had happened. He heard her shouting into the phone from his apartment. He knew she’d never mess with anyone again.

In order to protect the privacy of those depicted, some names, locations, and identifying characteristics have been changed and are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblances to actual events, places, or persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.