Well...things are not getting any better lately. The room I thought I had rented, is not gonna happen. She isn't even in yet and I am being slammed with drama. So...I called her and told her no. It just isn't feasible with her and her two dogs. Karma HATES those dogs even though they are friendly. She doesn't want to share this house with them and I don't either. She came by today on the way to take them to the beach and then said "oh by the way, they sometimes poop on the carpet". Um. No. Not on MY carpet. Why the hell didn't she tell me they are not potty trained???
So..back to square one. Which means my pissy mood is still pissy.
I can beat that though. Or rather my friend Sylvia can. She's trying to rent her upper floor, big house, and invited a couple of friends in.
Yeah, we know, first mistake.
The female of this pair has an incontinent dog, which is supposed to be kept on the porch, and isn't being, and between that and several other meltdowns she's been given notice, already. Yesterday Sylvia is trying to paint a room but the tenant is throwing tantrums, so my friend leaves and goes to work outside, pressure-washing the outside. The tenant starts chucking buckets of water out the window crowing "LOOK SYLVIA!! I'm HELPING YOU!" Sylvia goes back in and hears a tremendous
crash upstairs, heavy enough to shake the whole house. She knocks on the door, no answer. She tries to go in, and the door is
barricaded. Her own house. She goes around to another door, gets in, and finds that wackotenant has destroyed a heavy $700 glass table in an effort to move the pedestals in front of the door as a barricade. Glass, all over the kitchen floor, with a wacko inside.
Police called, etc etc, and that scene is still unfolding. I advised her to go back up there and take somebody with her, and get that glass cleaned up first thing, as you don't want a mass of broken glass and a wacko in the same room. Sylvia's also got a grand piano and some other valuables up there sitting vulnerable, which is a case to get the wacko out yesterday.
And you thought
this place was dramatic...
