So this tree comes down on my driveway - I own a small chainsaw that would of handled it right quick but, but....I post on BF's so that wasn't going to happen.
Drove around the tree for a day or two until I got a day spare from work so I could go at this tree with an axe. I was savouring the moment thinking how I would approach it, how I was going to film it, how good my axe would look on processed wood. Feeling on top of the world chopping up this fallen tree and a retiree staying in a camper on the neighbours block arrives to offer help with his chainsaw. I'm like "' nah I'm good thanks tho". Don't know what the guy was thinking but he must have thought I really wanted help even tho I said the opposite telling me like how a chainsaw will be less effort etc like I didn't know that or I had lived such a sheltered life I didn't know chainsaws were invented or whatever the actual f#@$ he was thinking. So my glorious day is starting to lose its shine as the old coot actually starts to muscle in and start chainsawing my tree.
Words were exchanged mainly from my end and the ol fella walked away insulted, sad and upset. I tried to resume my axe work but the feeling was gone plus feeling guilty for telling off the ol fella who just wanted to help.
Finally I got over the whole idea ,got my own chainsaw and cleared the driveway and went back to work on my day off driving past the ol fella who thinks I'm the biggest prick on the planet.
These normal people will never get it.
The end.