I can't make this sh*t up...

So I debated about sharing this but after some thought, well, I just can't NOT. Really, or is UN-really? I can't make this sh*t up...

yesterday the park manager happened to be driving by my house and stopped when she saw my carport.(more on that a little later). She was rude when she came up to the door and said I had too many dogs, it looked like a puppy mill, she didn't like it and it wasn't allowed and that I had told her I only had one dog. She was shocked when I firmly told her "NO, I never told you I only had one dog, I would never tell you that. There are five right there and all together they weigh less than 25 lbs, go look at the application again AND this is no puppy mill, I don't like those either so I'm glad those aren't allowed here." That really pissed her off because I was done discussing it and I firmly but politely shut her down on the issue and asked what she needed.

So she said, What is going on here? I stopped because you can't use your carport for storage and you need to get all this trash up out of the yard, the carport is for cars, not storage. Still a little stung from her comments about the dogs I still stood my ground. I told her OK, closed/sealed boxes and totes are not trash. We will be enclosing the carport for my shop like we discussed before we moved in...and she interupted me (very snottily) to tell me carports were for cars and then asked what was going to be going on in the shop. I looked at her and said Nothing illegal and nothing that is any of your business. She then said that even if the carport is enclosed for a shop it can not be used for storage I needed to go get a storage. She kept going on about how horrible and trashy it all looked. Exasperated her over-dramatization at this point I said Look, we haven't even unpacked the last load of stuff from the truck from when we moved back in March/April, there are still boxes in the house that aren't unpacked. We were concentrating on spending time with my Dad as his health got worse. We just went to my Dad's funeral and spent the weekend grieving and resting and now I am back to working on unpacking and getting this stuff done. She interupted me again to say "Well I don't see what all that has to do with your carport looking like a reservation!"
I could barely believe that I heard her right...but I did, so I said...well I am part native and I can't believe you think it's ok to say something so offensive and racist like that and think nothing of it. And she said "oh I know you're native" and I said No. You. Didn't. And it wouldn't excuse you saying it anyway. Mind you, this lady is brown and had told me previously that her adult step daughter was horrible to her and told her she hated her face, her kinky hair, her smell, the color of her skin, hated hated hated her... thinking of this previous conversation I told her You know it's no wonder people say such racist things to you when you say things like that. She said I am not a racist and I said, well that's not up for discussion, I think I've got it figured out.
I said some other stuff too which I will not repeat here but none of it was rude or racist to her nor did I swear at her at anytime. BUT I did startle her with what I said and I guess she realized she was pushing the limits to her personal safety at that point.
I finally told her I would have the issue taken care of within 2 weeks and walked off...she is not the owner of the park, she is the manager...and she thinks it's OK to talk like that to people and not have them call her on it ...I guess she's just *that* used to bullying people she was really surprised I didn't fall right into line with her BS but jeesh, really? I'm not even unpacked and having to deal with her melodramatic shenanigans? She wasn't "just doing her job" because trust me, my carport should be one of the least of her worries in the trashiness yard and carport department around here. Oh MY OH MY!
So, (as I raise my extra large coffee mug high) here my friends, after this lengthy diatribe, is to the worst of the week being behind us, HAPPY WEDNESDAY!