So Top Management is telling me this story about a guy who bought a spite cow. That's right: a spite cow. Which, in addition to being the name of my new Donny and Marie cover band, is a great tale of why it's rarely a good idea to get really petty with your next-door neighbor. That it would almost never turn out well for the initial instigator, and almost certainly worse.
"I would be so good at that," Top Management says softly.
A pause, and then she repeats. "I would be so good at that."
A longer pause, and then a whispered, "I would."
I suspect up and down our block, our (very nice!) neighbors felt a chill run up their spines.
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