The neighbors hate me
Job #1 today produced a result that has enraged the wicked witch of the north (side of the lot line). I’m certain that as soon as she discovers my name and contact number I will be receiving more than one call accusing me of (various bad things). When she is upset, people who live as much as six houses away down the street know she is upset, at whom and why.
Job #2 today produced a similar result for the loon occupying the house north of the lot line. He hid inside until I left, then triumphantly came out of the house and jerked out the two wire flags he found so offensive. He did not pull the bars as I bet he never saw them while looking over his shoulder towards the client’s house.
Job #3 today was to complete a survey to mark the north-south quarter-quarter section line in the northeast quarter of the section. The old fence had been completely removed so that a new fence can be installed in the “correct” location. For most of the way we were running about 12 to 15 feet east of where the old posts had been. But then, the old fence made a jog and we were to the west of that.
We started to finish Job #4 when I pulled the plug and said “Time to call it a day.” I knew I needed to have a serious chat with the seller of the little tract we are to add in an “L” shape around an existing tract. The fences around the existing tract are from 35 to nearly 50 feet from where the record deed indicates they should be found. Both buyer and seller had assumed the south fence was in the correct location. Oh, Brother, were they wrong.
Four cases in one day of stupid people running around putting up structures and other improvements with no concept of where the land boundaries are located.
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