Living On Karma Street

I was in the planning stages for acquiring a shed for my backyard. Although we had decided where to place it, I mentioned to my pain in the a** neighbor’s son-in-law that we might put it near his border.

Within seventy-two hours, I had multiple interactions with township officials regarding a shed that, because of its size, we did not need permits or township permissions.

The neighbor has done this to others, and eight years later, he does not understand why every single time he does any work to his house, a township official pays a visit to his house.