Neighbors Hated My House Color and Repainted It While I Was Away — I Was Enraged & Took My Revenge After a two-week holiday, Victoria returned home to a nightmare: her inquisitive neighbours had repainted the bright yellow house her late husband had lovingly decorated.

She chose to strike back, infuriated by their arrogance, and gave them a lesson they would never forget.

Hi everyone, I’m Victoria, the lovely 57, and I have a question. Imagine coming home to an entirely different house as you pull into your driveway after a long day of travel. That’s precisely what occurred to me lately, and I’m still furious, I have to say.On a corner lot, I reside.

The newlywed couple Mr. and Mrs. Davis moved into the house next door two years ago. They made crude remarks about my bright yellow house from the very beginning.They’d chuckle and exclaim, “Whoa! We’ve never seen a house so bright! Did you apply the paint yourself? “Yup, me and a gallon of sunshine!” Shutting them up, I would say.

“What are your thoughts? Must I paint the mailbox after that?” However, I must say that those two next door would not stop bugging me about the colour of the house. He would always had to make a joke when Mr. Davis came over. He would sneer, prodding his wife, who would respond with a hyena-like cackle, “Bright enough for you, Victoria?!”

She had not improved. Rather than making jokes, she would simply give me a sympathetic glance and ask, “Victoria, have you ever considered changing it? Perhaps something more impartial?” Like my house needed to have its individuality surgically removed since it was such an ugly.Their contempt was immediately apparent.

They behaved as though the colour of my house were rainbow sprinkles on a funeral plate. Mrs. Davis approached me one day as I was planting petunias. Her finger was neatly manicured as she pointed at my house with a smile as bright as a soggy Tuesday. “Victoria, that colour is so ugly! It goes with everything! It must be removed.