For eleven years, she’d been the kind of downstairs neighbor who watched other people’s cats and signed for packages left on doorsteps. Then the man upstairs, Greg, started flinging his used tea bags off his balcony onto hers, twice a day, like clockwork, at roughly seven in the morning and nine at night. She assumed it was carelessness at first, until it kept happening even after she’d asked him, twice, to… Continue Reading ⬇️
She Documented Every Tea Bag Until Her Upstairs Neighbor Ran Out of Excuses
