Guys, you gotta tell me is this just me and am I totally alone with this? I’m going nuts.
My next door neighbor is a nice guy, but he’s a serial power equipment abuser and it drives me so crazy I’m going to have a break with reality and beat him with a leaf rake.
Specifically, what he does is he gets on his lawn tractor and starts it up and immediately jacks the throttle to the MAX limit and then some. The poor damn tractor is running at about 11000 RPM, just screaming bloody murder at 800 decibels.
Now if he was mowing, it’s one thing, but NO! He then putters around the yard with his lawn trailer behind him raking up leaves and picking up sticks, putting them into the back of the trailer. The whole freaking time his engine is SCREAMING bloody murder. He’s on and off the tractor, picking up sticks, he goes in for a cup of coffee, etc and the damn tractor is roaring like a jet engine running 50 feet from my kitchen window. This goes on for an hour at a time and like I said it’s not even mowing.
But wait, there’s more! Then EVERY FREAKING TIME he shuts it off, he just twists the key to off and BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM. Massive backfire! Every f##$%@g time. Arrrrrraaaaaah! He doesn’t back it down to idle, he just dumps the kill switch. It drives me nucking futs. You’d think eventually I’d learn to anticipate it, but each and every time he does it, I hit the dirt face first and scream, “INCOMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET THE BLEEPING FIFTY UP HERE AND RETURN FIRE ON THE BAST@RDS!!!!!!!!!”
This gets a little awkward. Especially when we’re sitting on our patio having drinks with friends. Arrrrah! I just want to strangle him with a length of weed eater line every time!
Does serial abuse of power equipment drive anyone else crazy? Tell me I’m not alone here.
Should I try to talk to the guy about it? Wow, how do you start that conversation, that’ll be more awkward than having “the talk” with your 12-year-old daughter.
Don’t even get me started about watching him use a chainsaw (help me Jesus), a string trimmer, or any other stuff. It doesn’t get better.
Grouse