Ok, believe it or not - this IS the cliff notes.....
Our businesses share the same building on a fairly busy 5 lane road. When I bought Harmony, we didn't have a sign. In looking into the sign rules, I learned that multiple businesses on a same parcel have to share a common support structure. He had his sign already up, which was only a couple 4x4 posts with a sheet of plywood on each side. There was no way those posts would support an additional sign, so I was forced to plan, design, engineer, and build around his existing sign.
Also, the guy is a very grouchy dude by nature. When I tried to discuss sharing a new sign pole with him so that I could have one too - he just kept saying that I wasn't allowed to touch his sign - that he thinks is made out of solid gold. So in order to advertise my biz, I had to install 4x6 wolmanized posts NEXT to his posts that also run
through his sign and had to be turned the wrong way support wise. I knew at the time it wasn't ideal, but it was better than nothing and I was trying to be a good neighbor and get along with him. This was all a couple summers ago.
So early this summer, he pointed out that over this past winter, my 4x6 poles had twisted, causing his sign to bow out "like crazy" - and that I HAD to fix it. Well, you're not going to untwist OR unbend a pair of banana'd 4x6's - so I started talks with the landlord, the township, various suppliers, and various local sign companies about putting up a whole new sign for BOTH of our businesses - as well as working through many different design iterations to optimize the final result, etc.
When I stopped in to talk about it with him - that included specific details about how I would be carefully relocating his sign onto the new pole at MY costs, I didn't get that far. He immediately went into a tyrade about what a MFr I was for not doing anything to fix his sign, and that he was giving me 10 days to fix it, or he was going to cut my sign down - BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Me - no you're not and we both know it.
him - I'm going to get a lawyer
me - and tell him what, that your sheet of plywood that's been outside in Michigan for 20 years has a little bit of a bow to it? I'm not here for all this BS drama. I'm here to be goal oriented, move forward, and talk to you about putting up a new sign since mine cannot be repaired.
Then he warned me that he's liable to just snap and end up killing me with his bare hands if I didn't GTF away from him.
So I laughed at him to his face and pointed out that people who actually do that don't give warnings, and assured him that it wouldn't be a good decision on his part, nor would it work out in reality anywhere near the way he's rehearsing it in his head. I thanked him for his time and assured him I'd try again later when he seemes more approachable.
Then I went directly to the township and attained a permit to build a new sign - and I made it perfectly clear that I was only doing so because I was being forced to, that building a new one was the only way for me to have a stable sign since mine couldn't be repaired, and that they could expect alot of drama from the other business owner who is off the deep end with no sense of reality. They appreciated the heads up but mentioned that his legacy with them had preceded my story - so we shared a laugh, and I was out the door with my signed permit.
Since I'm not really the type to get motivated by yelling and/or empty threats (especially from people that I don't answer to), I waited about 3 weeks before starting on the project. I wasn't going to tear my existing sign down until I had the help to assemble the pre-built pieces of the new one that I'd already built - but we kept getting postponed due to the weather.
So earlier this week he barged into my store and started yelling at me again about how he's tired of being a nice guy, and that I have until Sunday to get my sign down or he's cutting it down, blah blah blah - and he's going to sue me for all the damage to his sign. (some 20 year old screw heads have popped off due to age and the slight twisting).
I assured him that the plan was to get it all done on Saturday, but only because the weather permitted and not because of his illusion of authority.
As promised, I was there ALL DAY on Saturday, and had a friend pop in to help me with some of the lifting, etc. So there I am on Saturday night up on a platform that I'd built - about 6 feet in the air - and next thing I know I'm getting yelled at by a woman this time.
Oh yea, they live in a rental house that's on the same property and is about 30' from our stores. I turn around and there's the guys wife standing in the driveway - in pajama pants - who then also went on an absolutely outstanding tyrade for about 20+ minutes - saying and claiming things of the wildest proportions.
Apparently, moving their 2 pieces of plywood isn't an option because it was made by someone who is now dead, I didn't get their permission to build the new one (didn't need it), she's going to tell the landlord on me (who gave me the pole), she's going report me to the township (who gave me the permit), she's getting a lawer (who will hang up on her), I'm lucky she hasn't vandalized my mailbox (federal offense), bending their sign is the exact same thing as if she were to smack one of my children since that sign is like their baby (wait, wut?
), and she has friends with trucks who are going to come pull my sign down by the pole, (that, BTW, is also filled with highway strength grade concrete and isn't going ANYwhere, ever - but I didn't tell her that).
So at any rate, this could be a very interesting week.