Ok, I’m pissed off. Reason: landlord.
We’ve lived here since April 2000. The person he had managing the apartments took our first months rent and security and absconded with it. Then we had to deal with him directly.
He seemed nice at first, albeit drunk. We’re talking drunk in the sense of smelling fumes of cheap booze coming off him. Nice.
Two months later, after we offered to get the canceled check from our bank, he demands it and gives me a drunken rant over the telephone threatening eviction and claiming that we’re lying.
I get him a copy of the canceled check from our worthless bank(it took two weeks to get it), give him a copy of the reciept that his former manager gave us, and we are left alone.
We’ve been late on the rent a couple of times. We’ve always paid the rent and the late fee. Now, after a year of enduring him, the drunken tenant below us who regularly has parties and lets people stay with him(these people come up and ask to use our phone, bum cigarettes, and if we have any pot), we get to leave.
He refuses to refund the security deposit and gets all high and mighty about what a favor he did to let us stay. Then he claims we’re trying to screw him like everyone else.
On Monday, our water was shut off, as was the building next door that he also owns because he didn’t pay the bill. Fuck him, I’m not giving him even half the rent now.
He called last night and was totally drunk and was trying to bully me. I told him that I would NOT deal with him when he was drunk and hung up on him.
TODAY, he showed up with someone he was attempting to pass of as a lawyer and was trying to threaten my husband and I with putting liens on our car until we paid our rent.
My husband took the Oregon statutes and showed him the process he has to go through to evict us if that is his wish. He was placated and started being nice. Big shock… he was drunk.
Trying to screw him. Right.
Like we haven’t suffered at the hands of this negligent PIGFUCKER for the past year. We tell you something is broken and you don’t fix it. We have to fix it or call someone to fix it and give you the bill, deducting it from our rent.
Or the month your 19 year old daughter took over for you and treated all the tenants like shit and threatened eviction when we called to say the rent would be five days late.
Need I mention that I could sue you for not fixing the stairs that I have fallen on TWICE, you loathesome piece of pickled refuse in human form?
We tell you that the downstairs neighbor is throwing people around the apartment making the whole house shake and is causing a noise disturbance. Then you have the balls to bitch and complain to us that his apartment is trashed and needs over 5,000 dollars of work to repair it.
I had to call the cops a dozen times and have them talk to you before the squatters who were bothering us were removed.
We had to be questioned by the cops in the middle of the night for the METH LAB they thought those assholes were running.
You are a stupid, negligent son of a bitch with alcohol soaked brass balls. We refinish wood floors, restore our part of the house to a showroom quality, and work with the neighbors in the other sane apartment to make this place livable. Then you have the fucking temerity to get in my face and cast aspersions?
Fuck you, you inebriated worm swilling piece of shit!
You deserve to fail! You can’t even take care of the most basic things and you sit at the nastiest bar in town waiting for tenants to come down to pay rent. You are the skankiest low life I have ever dealt with, and you have made my life difficult through your inaction and ineptitude.
I hope that when the cirrhosis sets in it hurts so bad that you scream in agony, paying for all the wasted time and money you could have put into this house. And I hope your bitch daughter realizes what a loser you are and leaves you completely alone, with only the most pathetic of bar skanks to provide attention to your alcoholically dead member.