Today, I had just finished up patching plaster as part of a home renovation project when I heard a loud thud outside. When I went to look, I discovered that a big dump truck had just dumped five yards of mulch/manure mix in my yard. It was for my neighbor.
When the young guy driving the truck could not contact my neighbor, he called his boss, who told him to just dump it next to the driveway. The kid chose the wrong side. The landscaping company sent out another young fellow and the three of us, joined by my neighbor when he finally got home, shoveled the whole pile back into the truck, which took it around the other side of the neighbor's house and put it where it was intended.
The upside is that I got a real workout heaving all that horse poop. And that part of my lawn will probably be quite green this summer. The two young guys and I chatted as we shoveled. The were friendly and interesting, and it was a pleasant interlude from my otherwise hermit-like quarantine.