Way up on lofty Fairmount Hill in Hyde Park, Mike Ball shakes an angry fist at the plow guy who kept pushing snow onto his hard-won shoveled-out driveway.
The evil plowman returned three times after his initial run, each time undoing considerable of my work, replacing open spaces at two points on our 50 feet of sidewalk as well as the wide driveway. I even waved him off twice, to no response. I have no doubt he was hanging around the neighborhood and reworking dry streets just to keep his hourly rate in play. He is an imp of no breeding and low morality.
Pro tip: If you're not going anywhere for the day, don't shovel all the way out to the street. The wall you leave behind will act like a dam and keep some of the plowman's handiwork out.