“Housemate, upon reflection you moved a known sex offender and child molestor into my daughters house, and called my daughters ugly. GTFO.”
Yeah, the good news is they’r going. But definitely get their keys back, roll up the welcome mat, and if you don’t change the locks, at least add a cheap new one to the door so you don’t come home to any surprise houseguests.
Getting angry on some of your behalfs here!
Female housemate lost the key to our side door months ago. Her husband has the other key. She lucks out, though, because my husband works from home so he can let her in. Otherwise she’d either have to hunt down her husband at his work for the key or wait for somebody else to come home.
Ever since we told her that no, she cannot take over the spare bedroom as HER sewing room (it’s earmarked to be my future office/craft space as soon as hubby moves the rest of his crap out of it), she’s been on a “can’t wait to get out of this shithole” kick. Well, sweetie, you may call it a shithole but it’s roof over your otherwise homeless head. Funny how you don’t think of it that way, isn’t it?
(you can tell I’m on a roll, can’t you?)
This. So much this.
I ask, since it’s usually family. Most of us also don’t have a problem with using a bed that was used by a relative two weeks ago, but some do. Since we know who the “used bedsheet cooties” people are, they always get a just-washed bed.
That one time Bro and SiL came to my house and brought their own bedsheets “so I didn’t have to bother”, thank Og I wasn’t in the house - when he mentioned it later, I gave him an “I’m not screaming because your children are nearby” rant that seems to have raised welts. That was certainly the intent, I keep my beds made all the time because they’re intended for guests, not so they look pretty (most of them don’t look particularly pretty anyway). Some selections: “Dafuq, my bedsheets not good enough now? Did I raise you to be such an imbecile that you bring your own to a house that’s already got made beds? What, as if packing for a family of four didn’t include enough stuff? Do you also bring your own to hotels?”
Lacunae, I do hope the best for the Spare Girl. But I can’t say the same about her mother.
Every thought that my coworker has comes out of her mouth immediately. I am forced to shut my door just out of desperation. I don’t want to be antisocial.
Sounds like a double probation. Is it secret, or have you told her about it?
snipped, on account of they don’t address the issue. Feel free to use them anyway, if only for your own amusement.
^^^This, though. The people sending the emails probably have snail-mail information for her, and are using email in an attempt to save on postage costs (and if they don’t, you can now provide it to them :D). Explain to them that they’re going to have eat the postage until she provides a good email address, if they care to continue corresponding with her.
Do some of the emails suggest that she’s likely to have one? :eek::eek:
THAT’S what you tell her in the snail-mail letter you send:
*"Dear Flake-who’s-using-my-email-address:
I am in receipt of emails, which I presume are intended for you, from_[list of correspondents]. This is a courtesy notification that I have informed these correspondents that the email address they have on file for you is incorrect. I have also ensured that they are provided with your physical address, which I gleaned from the enclosed email, printed out for the purpose of substantiating the statement at the beginning of this letter.
Please be so kind as to determine what your actual email address is, contact ALL of your correspondents, and ensure that they have a reliable means of communicating with you in future.
As a further courtesy, if you will send me an email requesting it within one week of receiving this letter, I will be happy to forward the mis-routed emails to the address your email comes from. After that, any of your emails I receive will be discarded without notification to anyone.
Very Truly Yours
[the Actual Holder of the email account you’ve been passing around]"*
I recognize that the following the suggestion above would involve significant effort on your part, StarvinButStrong, so feel free to use the above as a template (also, send it return receipt requested, to make sure she got it).
sniffle I bring my own sheets and blanket because I have fluffy microfiber plush ones so I can get to sleep without it feeling like I am sleeping on sandpaper … 
Wait.
She has a sexual predator under your roof.
Insults your daughters.
Isn’t paying on time or helping out.
AND calls your house a “shithole”???
I don’t understand why she is still there. Do you need any physical assistance getting them out of the house? The location of an overgrown abandoned lot to hide the bodies in? Just what are you waiting for?
GET THESE PEOPLE GONE!
Dial it back, Chimera. Lacunae Matata ane kiz are two different Dopers. Lacunae is the one who USED TO have a sexual predator staying with the family and whose current houseguest insulted her daughters.
kiz is the one whose houseguests are delinquent on the rent, don’t turn to and do chores*, and refer to their hosts’ home as a shithole.
*(Lacunae’s “guests” may be guilty of not helping out as well. Probably are, in fact.)
Whoa, yeah…I was going to say, Chimera, you’ve got Lacunae and me mixed up.
Welcome to Texas!
d&r…
Sort of. They hire someone to mow the lawn and weed, and it looks halfway decent. No dog poop in the back yard since their dogs do it in my front yard …
This must be why one of my best friends is always happy to have me stay over when I’m driving thru her area - I always make the bed and tidy everything I touched. OTOH, I do that in motel rooms too. Habits!
Many years ago, The Engineer came into work to find one of his assistants wearing the same clothes he had the day before. After hearing the long tale of woe, he brought him home and we housed him for nine - ten months until he could go home again. He not only kept up his room and bathroom, he volunteered to do things! Which is actually how he got into trouble in the first place, being too nice, but the point is I would never have put up with even a week of some of the things that you all are having to deal with. It’s disruptive enough to have an extra person in the house, but when that person also creates trouble? Yeah, no, out the door!
We never dreamed it would end up like this, in all honesty. It was simply doing a favor for an old friend of my husband’s (aka Mrs. Entitlement Personified) who had finally found a job up this way and grabbed it without doing her homework as to the COL or where she was going to live. She’d brought her dog with her, which limited her options except for us since we also have dogs. Next thing we knew her husband (aka Mr. Laid Back, who actually has done a lot of fix-it stuff around the house without being asked) followed her up here. Then they had to take one of their other dogs back, a dog which had been adopted but the owner had taken a new job. So, four adults and four dogs. She had to rehome one of them when the town came knocking on the door saying that we were one dog over the maximum limit for a single household and, speaking of which, how long are these people staying with you? (our assessor lives around the corner – we went to elementary school together). This was right before Christmas.
MEP has some issues which, shall we say, make it difficult for her to, shall we say, live with others. MLD lets her do what she pleases because, I imagine, he’s been fighting it since they’ve been married and he’s flat-out exhausted. I could go into more detail but I won’t.
It’ll be interesting to see what happens once they’re in their new place. I’m willing to bet we’ll be getting frantic phone calls come September if MEP doesn’t land a teaching position because, you know, she had no idea how high the COL was here in the first place and they can’t live on MLD’s salary alone.
I only WISH that someone would knock on a few doors around here and ask how long extra people are planning on living in some of these houses. We have four bedrooms currently and could legally convert to six, and with our extra person we only had three people living here. Across the street? Three bedrooms originally, with another in the garage (illegal), five adults and I don’t know how many children living there. Next door - same floor plan as across the street, six or seven adults and I don’t know how many children. But, except for the illegal bedrooms in the garages, all legal.
Call your City Housing Inspections department – they will gladly come around and ask those questions.
Wouldn’t do any good. I forget the actual number, but the law is something like you can have 3 or 4 people for every room without plumbing. So in a house with three bedrooms, a front room and a dining room, one can have 15 to 20 people living there. And if they legally convert the garage? Even more. Our house? 24 to 32 people without the garage, tho I have to hope that there is some cap on totals in the law.
Lacunae Matata, you’ve been under so much hideous stress, and you’ve been living with this person’s crazy for so long, that it sounds like you’ve got a little bit punch-drunk.
Her giving WTF excuses about your kids’ looks is so minor, in context, that it doesn’t even register. Who cares what her excuse is? Why did you even bother to have that conversation? She moved a CHILD MOLESTER into your HOUSE with your CHILDREN. If someone told me months after the fact that she’d done that, the one and only thing I would ever say to her after that would be ‘You have thirty minutes to get your stuff out of my house.’
This isn’t me criticising your response. This is me saying that it seems like you and Tony have been through so much high-grade shit over the last couple of years that your parameters for ‘not OK’ versus ‘OH HELL NO’ have been worn down with fatigue.
On the scale of Unacceptable Housemate Behaviour, where 1 is failing to change the toilet roll and 100 is burning down the house with your whole family in it, moving in a sexual predator without even warning you is about a 95. Why would you wait for her to do something that’s a 10 or a 20 before you throw her out?
Ours are pretty stringent. A couple of years ago somebody bought the bungalow kitty-corner from us, tore it down, and built a two-family. I think they might have gotten away with it had they bothered hiding the two water heaters, two meters and two boilers which were in the driveway. The neighbors became very curious and contacted our assessor, who quickly informed the builder that this neighborhood isn’t zoned for two-family houses. It’s now a single family. Everyone has the feeling, though, that more than one family lives there, given the number of cars in the driveway.
The only reason why the town found out about it was because our neighbor out back called to complain about the housemates’ dogs barking all the time.
:eek:
:mad:
I feel the overwhelming urge to go down to Georgia to punch a bitch.
Got any friends with backhoes?
Hydrogen Peroxide works as good as bleach to get those pesky blood spots out, with out the smell of bleach. Just saying…