Wonderful story of karma. My brother is a groundskeeper/apartment inspector. He sometimes has to pick up dog shit and trash around his complex in order to keep up the aesthetics. There's this grease-licker that lives in building 14 who has 2 little mangy mutts running around with her all the time. This fat bish is too lazy and fat to pick up their shit and just leaves it there for my brother or another groundskeeper to pick it up. One day my brother caught her outside leaving the shit out. He goes to pick it up and looks her dead in the eyes and gives her a disapproving look. A few days after that she takes her car to the complex car wash station and leaves it unattended for a while since it's free and close to her building. She comes back out later and finds all her tires have been slashed and completely flattened. She calls the police and the complex manager to complain and they all shrug and basically tell her tough shit because there's not much they can do unless she knows who did it. She cried and said she doesn't know why anyone would do that her.