When we moved into our new home, our neighbor immediately made it clear she had a problem with our parking—insisting only one car per household was allowed, even though no such rule existed. Her disapproval turned official when we found a handwritten note on our windshield demanding we move our “extra” car—or else.

We ignored it at first since both cars were legally parked. But three days later, we were woken by the sound of engines and metal clanking. Outside, tow trucks were hooking up both our vehicles, while our neighbor stood nearby with a smug grin.

She said, “Maybe now you’ll listen to the rules.” I laughed, surprising her. I explained both cars had special government permits for classic vehicles, and illegally towing them could cost her up to $25,000 in penalties. Since she had reported us, she was liable.

The towing company quickly realized the mistake and released our cars. The color drained from her face as she grasped the consequences of her actions. “I didn’t know…” she stammered.

I replied, “Maybe next time think twice before making up your own rules.”

Since then, she’s stayed silent and avoids us. Sometimes the best revenge is letting arrogance be its own trap.