It was the fact that she had repeatedly used my property without permission.
Then I told her something that finally seemed to get her attention.
“I’ve documented every time I’ve seen you charging here.”
Her expression changed.
The Conversation Finally Changed
Until that moment, Monica had treated the situation like a silly disagreement between neighbors.
But now she realized I wasn’t guessing.
I had dates.
I had photographs.
I had utility bills showing the unusual increase.
And I had already contacted the utility company for information about my consumption.
I told her I didn’t want to involve authorities or turn a neighborhood dispute into something bigger.
I simply wanted her to stop.
There was a long silence.
Finally, she said:
“So what do you want?”
I answered:
“I want you to charge your car at your own house.”
She looked annoyed.
“But my charger isn’t installed yet.”
I shrugged.
“That isn’t my responsibility.”
