My Nemesis

The guy, my nemesis, lives in my neighborhood. He drives a bright blue suped up subaru with a special muffler that is SO loud! He has an intake on his car, so it wheezes when he shifts. He doesn't know how to drive a stick shift, because I can HEAR when he shifts and it makes no sense. You know, like he's not slow, but not using the full potential, ya know? It makes me SO angry every time I hear it. He comes and goes about 20 times a day. Sometimes he leaves and literally, like 3 minutes later he is back... several times a day, and it's a regular trip he makes. I have never wanted to actually shoot someone until now! I've been calling him my nemesis for at least 9 months now. I know where he lives, I know his license plate #, I know he is at least 30, well on his way to 40 years old! And not even from trying to find out, it's because he is around ALL the time. I want to slash his tires or vandalize his car. I think all these things every time I hear his car. I can hear it from anywhere in my house, I know the sound of HIS car. I can pick it out from any other car on the road, even other loud cars. It makes me burn inside every. time.


A few weeks ago I tried changing my attitude. Every time I heard his car I thought about being patient and not caring about him or his car. It worked... for a little while. Today, I want to shoot him. Just to get his attention and tell him to SHUT UP.


I've thought about going around to my neighbors, asking them to sign a petition or something. Then, we would give it to him and he would know we all hate him! Yeah. I bet that would work.


Maybe his car will just break down... from all the wear and tear. Maybe he'll wreck it.


This is not me! I would NEVER, repeat, NEVER shoot anyone. It conjures up so much anger in me! I just. need. him. to. go. away. forever.

Have you seen this car? Do you have a BB gun I could borrow?