They just left. A couple of weeks ago the jackass neighbor saw Brian outside and started in on him about the sap from the trees. "It's everywhere, it's on my van, it's on my house, it's on my screens, I track it into the house..."
So, Brian contacted the trimmers again. And explained that they hadn't trimmed them back (on the tree hating neighbor's side) to his specifications. And now the sap was a problem (even though everyone who knows ANYTHING about trees, knows that the sap does quit flowing, but then, it's obvious not everyone knows much at all about trees, remember, "they never stop growing" and that's why so many are hitting the moon during the moon's rotation around the earth, that's not the man in the moon, that's where the trees are scraping it). The trimmers were supposed to have come last week, but it was raining, so they made it here this morning.The supervisor was listening when Brian said something to the neighbor and he overheard more whining about the sap. He was incredulous. Really? The sap? You're having us back out here because he doesn't like the sap? Doesn't he know the sap will quit running in a couple of weeks? Brian explained that the only way those people would be happy is if the trees are completely cut down.
Anyway, I was thinking about that cornfield again....