Our new neighbor decided she was the unofficial parking police of the neighborhood. She slapped a note on our car: “One car per house!” We shrugged it off since the street is public, and we weren’t breaking any rules. But three days later, we woke up to the sound of tow trucks and the sight of both our cars being hooked up. And there she stood on her porch, smirking like she’d just won a prize.
Instead of panicking, I smiled right back. “Wow, you really went for it, huh?” I said. Her grin faltered. “What’s so funny?” she asked. I pulled out the paperwork attached to the tow slip and pointed at the tag. “Nothing,” I replied. “Just the fact that you owe us $25,000 now.”
Her face drained. “W–what do you mean?” she stuttered. I explained calmly: she’d filed a false complaint and ordered the towing under her personal HOA authority—except the street belongs to the city. That meant illegal towing and property interference, and the city fees plus our attorney had already tallied up to a painful price.
She tried to argue, then to apologize, but the process had already begun. We got our cars back the same day — and she got a certified letter the next morning. Last we heard, she doesn’t leave notes anymore… and she parks very quietly in her driveway.
