Sometimes Rich People Piss Me Off
My dad and I are the only poor people on our road. Everyone else is rich, heck some of their houses on our street are just their “vacation” homes, they actually live elsewhere. It’s not a million dollar development or anything, it’s just a really nice place with nice homes (except ours). My nextdoor neighbor alone inherited like 300,000 from dead relatives, and their son (a few years older than me and still lives at home) makes about $50k a year and inherits everything of his grandfathers (farm, old studebakers etc) when he dies.
My dad makes some change mowing their lawns in the summer and plowing their driveways in the winter. He doesn’t make much doing it, but it’s enough to pay for gas and breakfast at the old country restaurant now and then.
Well, this morning it snowed ice. Thick sticky bullshit that is impossible to walk on let alone plow. My dad has spent the majority of the day this morning 1. Shoveling our driveway because he thought I would have to go to work today, luckily I didn’t. 2. 2 or 3 hours getting the tractor running because it’s a 1947 model “A” John Deere and the goddamn thing is old. 3. Trying to plow this thick sticky mush of ice which doing two driveways has taken another 2 or 3 hours alone.
During this time, I’m inside trying to do some work from home, and the phone is ringing off the hook with neighbors that are “expecting” him to come out and plow their driveway like he normally does. One lady really pissed me off it was hard not to answer the phone and tell her to get off her ass and shovel her own damn driveway, because she called back to back (literally) about 10 times (my dad was outside) because she wanted it plowed. Eventually she walked up to our house to find out where my dad was. (She can walk up the road to our house but not plow her own driveway).
It’s not like they pay him a lot of money to do this. I just had to give him my card to get more gas for the tractor because he ran out. And these rich people are just taking advantage of his good nature.
As a matter of fact, the time it took me to type this one neighbor stopped by again (his second time again) and the phone is ringing from another neighbor that is calling probably her 3rd or 4th time.
These people are driving me up a fucking wall. What they should do is put their money together and buy my dad a brand new tractor if they’re so damn helpless.
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