Yesterday morning our garden had a nice, tall, green, leafy hedge, and soft grass that was a couple cm high and was nice to walk on.
Then gardeners came, called by my parents because we'd received complaints that the outside of the hedge, which overlooks onto a path, was spilling too much over the path. Which was true - we'd already determined it needed a little trimming (a little trimming, mind).
So the gardeners came, and by noon, which is when I woke up (I had sleep to catch up on) and went outside to have a look, the hedge was... well. A non-hedge, really. Drastically reduced in height and depth, with only a few leaves here and there... basically just a bunch of sticks sticking out of the ground and looking dead.
The grass is pretty much gone as well - what yesterday morning was nice and soft and a couple cm tall, now has been cut down to maybe half a centimeter above ground, and if I walk on it I feel dirt under my feet, not grass.
I'm not particularly pissed off about the grass, since grass does grow quite fast and it'll grow back. The hedge on the other hand it'll take at least a YEAR to grow back to full without holes.
Meantime, I get to be uncomfortable inside my own garden, since the non-hedge allows everybody who wanders by the path outside to stare inside the garden, and of course everybody does, since they can. I spent 10 minutes outside earlier, trying to get used to the non-hedge, and I counted the people who went by - 17 people, and every single one stared inside the garden for as long as they could.
So.
To the assholes who complained about our hedge and didn't even have the balls to do so directly (they told somebody who told somebody else who then told us), insisting we do something Right Now while having the luxury of remaining anonymous: thanks. Really. I hope you're really happy now that a bunch of idiot gardeners destroyed the hedge and ruined the garden. I cordially hope this happens to YOUR garden, too.
To the fucktards who can't help staring inside the garden while they walk on the path that's just outside it: fuck off and die. I know that the fact that the hedge is now just a bunch of sticks sticking out of the ground makes it tempting, but really, cut it out. Would you like it if I wandered by your house and stared at you? Exactly.
To the idiot gardeners: I hope you fall on your chainsaw / under your lawnmover / on a sharp gardening implement and die messily. That was my garden you just ruined, fuckers. And you also lied through your teeth to my mother who asked you specifically to make sure the hedge wasn't cut too much, because she didn't want people to be able to see inside the garden from outside, and you answered "no problem, we'll cut it just a little inside". Lying fucks.
To my father who was supposedly supervising the gardeners but didn't actually go outside until they were almost done: great job. Really. And no, I don't believe for one second that "within 15 days it's going to look much better than now already". Also: you always complain about the price of things, and how they're too expensive, and you've made a scene several times about the price of stuff - popcorn, a dinner out, whatever - and yet today you didn't breathe a single word, but instead were quite cheerful as you handed the gardeners the 700 euro they asked for as payment for butchering our garden. Way to go.
I want my garden back. :(