My Neighbor Threw Eggs at My Car Because It Was ‘Blocking the View’ of His Halloween Decorations
Sleep-deprived mom Genevieve barely has time to shower, let alone think about Halloween. Her neighbor Brad, however, lives for it — every year, his house turns into a full-blown haunted carnival.
One morning, Genevieve steps outside, twins in tow, to find her car covered in eggs. Furious, she marches to Brad’s door — only for him to smirk and admit, “Yeah, I did it. Your car blocks the view of my decorations.”
Too exhausted to fight, she walks away, but later that night, while rocking a baby to sleep, an idea hits her. If Brad’s ego runs on attention, she’ll hit him where it hurts.
The next day, she “innocently” suggests he upgrade his setup with some fancy fog machines and projectors — the kind with terrible reviews. Predictably, Brad takes the bait.
Come Halloween night, his yard turns into a circus. The fog machine sprays water, the ghost projector flickers like a bad cartoon, and his giant inflatable Frankenstein collapses in front of a laughing crowd. Teenagers start pelting his house with eggs — poetic justice.
The next morning, Brad shows up at Genevieve’s door, deflated and embarrassed. He apologizes, mumbling, “Didn’t realize how hard it is for you with the twins.”
Genevieve just smiles. “Funny,” she says, “how things have a way of balancing out.”
