My mom was in full aggro mode today. And here’s why.

A “workman” and I use the term loosely (also why it’s in quotes) came to the house yesterday to flatten the backyard with a mini bulldozer and remove some brick pavings. This was in preparation for the building to be done soon. He left having felled three panels of fencing facing the opposing neighbour.

As a building contractor, he should have known he can’t dig too close to the fencing. Otherwise, they’d collapse. But fine, accidents happen right? You learn from your mistakes right? N-uh.

He came back again today, and mom specifically said to him, “Do not dig too near the fences.” She even had our two neighbours come by to watch the proceedings. And what did the dick wad do? He broke another two panels from the fencing facing our next-door neighbour. This amidst them all yelling over the noise of the bulldozer, “Stop, stop, STOP!!!”

AND he broke a water pipe. Fucktastic.

Mom was lost for words, a very rare happening. So she apologised to the neighbours and said to the “workman” to patch up the broken panels temporarily until she can get a fence builder to repair the fences. And he said,

Are you going to pay me for that?

To which mom said,

Pay you? You’re lucky I’m not asking you to pay for the damages!!!

And what did the fucktard do? He stormed off home. This ain’t ha-ha funny. This is just sad funny. You would laugh but you are also crying inside.

That wasn’t the worst of it. Mom could have sworn she caught a whiff of alcohol from him when they were arguing. A drunk psychotic man in a bulldozer. Ho ho ho. You can’t top this. Or can you? ;)