Vancouver man defends his wife and mother-in-law from garage-blocking neighbor, Christopher, applying for dozens of minimum-wage jobs and flooding the guy’s phone with offers from entry-level fast food gigs: ‘I applied for over 80 jobs for him’

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Etai Eshet • Editor
Jun 9, 2025 5:00 PM EDT

When a grown man finds himself stepping up to defend his mother-in-law from a neighbor, you know someone out there has really broken the unspoken code of city living. After all, few situations demand such drastic measures unless a stranger's behavior has gone so far off the rails that even familial peacemaking instincts kick into high gear. In the urban jungle, this isn't your everyday parking squabble or polite neighborly disagreement. No, it takes a special kind of alleyway outlaw, a man who parks in front of someone else's garage, cracks open a drink, and acts like the rules only apply to lesser mortals, to inspire that level of united household action.

Urban areas are a fertile ground for these small-stakes tyrants, the folks whose sense of entitlement expands to fill any space not already occupied by decency. They treat every curb as a personal invitation, every "No Parking" sign as a challenge, and every polite request as an insult to their self-appointed authority. The real spectacle starts not when rules are broken, but when they're caught. Suddenly, there's a performance of outrage, an outpouring of self-pity, and an exit of a movie villain escaping into the night.

So, when this pint-sized parking warlord ended up fielding calls from every entry-level job in the city, it wasn't just personal revenge. It was poetic proof that, in the end, the smallest acts of urban defiance can be met with the most satisfying forms of creative justice.

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  • He Parked in Front of Our Garage and Swore at my Wife and Mother In-Law, So I Helped Him Apply for Jobs

    Unknown Caller "Don't mess with me in front of my family or else I'll get you a minimum wage job”
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  • A few years ago, my Mother in- law flew in from across the country to visit my fiance (now wife) and I for a week. We live in an apartment in a busy part of downtown Vancouver, and our garage opens up into an alley
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  • right next to the entrance of a Liquor store. We are often blocked in by people when trying to get home or leave. We've gotten into a few screaming matches with people before, but this one was my favourite/the worst.
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  • We were coming back pretty late in the evening, maybe around 8- 9pm. This guy, we'll call him Christopher, had parked right in front of our garage door and went into the liquor store to buy
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  • some booze. When he came back out and saw us in our vehicle waiting for him to move so that we could park and be home, he made some snotty comment (that we couldn't hear while still in our
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  • vehicle) and got into his car. We thought he'd drive away, but he just sat there, opened a Hey Y'all, and drank it while looking at us and laughing.
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  • I got out of the vehicle, walked over to him, and politely (honestly politely. I've gotten into too many screaming matches and just wanted to get home.. and also didn't want my future MIL to see me getting angry) asked him
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  • to move so that we could get inside. He basically responded by telling me to myself and that he'd do what he wanted. I tried to explain that he was blocking our garage and ask him if he could just move up a bit so that we could get in.
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  • This escalated really quickly. He got out of the car and got really into my face. I, still not wanting to play out this situation in front of my future MIL, stayed calm and just kept asking him to get back into his car and leave. Eventually
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  • he started pushing me, clearly trying to start a fight. I called the police. While I was on the phone with them, he had put himself and his face centimeters from mine. I stepped back and put my
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  • arm out (while still on the phone) and he walked into it. He started screaming about how I was assaulting him and how he needed police help.
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  • Because we were right downtown, the police arrived within a minute from when I had made the call, still on the phone with the operator the whole time. As soon as they arrived, he changed his
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  • tone and attitude completely. He started telling them a sob story about how I had approached him in his vehicle and threatened him. Luckily, my fiance and future MIL were still in the car and
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  • completely backed up my story. He was also parked illegally in front of my parking garage, so the police quickly took my side and demanded that he leave.
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  • As he got back into his car, the police noticed his open can of Hey Y'all in the console and immediately got him back out of the car and demanded that he perform a breathalyzer test. Unfortunately, he had finished the can before getting out so he
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  • claimed that he had found the can on the road and was planning to bring it in for the 5c deposit. His alcool level was also below the legal limit for driving, so the police couldn't do anything to charge him with a DUI.
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  • The police stayed until he left, but the last thing he did before driving away was to throw his business card out of the window at me and ask, "you don't even know who you're messing with." I
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  • picked it up as he was driving away, already starting to plan my revenge, although with no idea of what I could do with his information.
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  • The next day, I looked Christopher up, and it turns out he was a freelance graphic designer. He has his own website with a bunch of his completed projects.. and his full PDF downloadable resume. I downloaded his resume and got to work.
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  • I started applying for jobs on Christopher's behalf. I had his real phone number, real address, and real full resume. He applied to every McDonalds in the area, Starbucks, TNT, grocery stores, movie theaters, literally any minimum wage jobs that I could find with a quick/easy application process. I must have applied for over 80 jobs for him, all using his real phone number and real resume. I kept this up for a few weeks, searching for more jobs whenever I had some free time.
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  • Unfortunately, I never got to see his face as he started getting call- backs (he was truly more than qualified for any of these jobs), but I like to think that for a month or two he would receive phone calls throughout the week asking to set up job interviews thinking that it was for his graphic design
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  • work, only to be told that it was for a McDonalds, or Wendy's, or wherever. A few months later, I went back to his website thinking that I'd start the process again (he pulled that cr_p in front of my fiance and future MIL, I was salty), but his website had been taken down or moved to a new URL.
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  • TLDR: Don't mess with me in front of my family or else I'll get you a job at McDonalds.
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