So we’re literally standing in the backyard and he just tosses the bucket over the fence like it’s nothing
I was like… wait—what are you doing
This is my neighbor, not even someone I’m close to, just the guy next door who always wears those loud flip flops. A few days ago he asked if he could “use my compost setup” and I said sure, thinking he meant normal stuff like food scraps or leaves. My tomatoes are already struggling, one is just leaning for no reason, so I didn’t think too much about it
But no. He starts going on about how “waste is waste” and how farmers used to do this, and I just stood there like… what
Then he casually says he already did it once last week. On my side. Near my herbs
I didn’t even know what to say. I just kept looking at that spot like… are you serious right now
He acted like I was overreacting when I told him not to do that again. Maybe I was a bit harsh, I don’t know. But it’s just… not normal, right?
Now I don’t even feel like going near my plants anymore, which is great timing honestly
AITJ