A couple weekends ago, a group of college-age kids walked past our house around midnight and smashed the lights alongside our sidewalk. That sucked. Thanks, idiots.
The next morning, my in-laws happened to pull up for a weekend visit. I explained to my father-in-law what happened, that it’s the second time it’s happened in the year we’ve lived in this house, and how much it would probably cost us. He got livid. He was angrier than we were.