summercomfort

Pawning a watch to buy thirty pieces of vintage audio at auction is already a committed move. Getting home to a text asking if you would sell it all back is the kind of message that requires a very careful read of the word would.

Turns out winning an auction fair and square only counts until the auctioneer checks their phone on the way to the parking lot.

Auctions exist precisely because they create clean transfers of ownership. You show up, you bid, you pay, you leave with the stuff. The entire point of the process is that once the hammer falls the transaction is done and everyone goes home. A text afterward asking if you would like to undo that transaction is not a legal mechanism. It is a social pressure test dressed up as a question.

How will this homeowner get a good night's sleep when their neighbors decided to point a superbright light beam right at the house? 

This person is dealing with the house equivalent of those people who drive around with those blinding LED headlights on their cars. They're so bright that the driver of those trucks can see everything… but they momentarily blind any driver who happens to look at their headlights. Whoops!

This has carried over to all types of lights, including outdoor ones. Some folks will put up outdoor spotlights that pop on whenever an animal runs by. Others put these in their garage, meaning that the street gets flooded with light whenever someone pulls their car in, regardless of how late at night it is. 

And this person has quite an interesting conundrum with their neighbor, who has been (intentionally or not!) blinding them with a light with "the strength of 1,000 suns."