Ok, with my pounding headache from lack of nicotine, instead of yelling at my husband to get out the stress, I’ll complain about my landlord. We live in a duplex, its a nice neighborhood besides knowing there is a sex offender living 1 house down, the lady attached to me is clean so we don’t have roaches or mice. Her daughter finished classes at my school in December and is a nurse, so she’s always encouraging me to keep pressing on. I like her.
I don’t like my landlord. He’s old and grouchy. He was just diagnosed with lung cancer- taking up both of those lungs of his.. he rides his riding lawnmower like he’s the God of the duplexes. He likes to evict people. I figured it would be coming to us eventually. I think he randomly selects who his next victim will be. And he doesn’t keep his word, and doesn’t repair anything, which by the way is my ticket out of here when ready.
Our rent is 500 a month. If you don’t pay rent, you have to pay 10 dollars a day for each day you are late. Because we are NICE tenants and felt sorry for the old evil man, we didn’t harass him to add on to our driveway pad like he said he was going to do when we first moved in. Instead, we got some more gravel to lay down, since we were sick and tired of the few little pieces of gravel in the driveway, meaning.. every time it rained, it was like a hog farm, it was terrible. Mud EVERYWHERE. So we put down gravel, and he was very appreciative. We paid July’s rent for 490 (my husband had lost his job by being laid off, so we were 10 short.. story of our lives). The landlord said “not to worry about late fees” and just get the 10 bucks to us when we can, and all is fine.
Liar. Next time, voice recorder will be on hand. My husband went and gave blood cuz I was ridin’ him to go ahead and get the money to the landlord, I knew something was going to come of this. My husband’s unemployment check didn’t come that week so we literally didn’t have a dime. Here, you give blood and you get 20 bucks. My husband went to the landlord on the 9th, to give him the 10 bucks. Our landlord, seeing the other 10 in my husband’s hand, requested it for payment of late fees. Wrote a receipt, PAID, all is well.
Until yesterday. Now, on Wednesday, I requested my husband to go ahead and put $100 on next month’s rent so we can have some money to go on with his first check at his new job, and it won’t take every penny. He did, and the landlord applied it to the rent for next month. YESTERDAY, evil landlord calls and informs us that we owe $100 in late fees from July, and if we don’t have it by Monday, eviction papers are going to be written up and we will be taken to court. WTF?!?!?! Where did THIS come from?!?! If we owed $100, why did you take our $20 and say it was paid off? Hmm? You are going back on your word, that’s why. My husband was ready to pawn our gigantic beautiful TV that we purchased a couple of years ago. I refused. We ARGUED. I said, I will not be put in further debt (to buy it back) to pay this liar. I just refuse.
I told my husband, if our landlord knew we were $100 in the hole with him in late fees, WHY did he accept pre-payment on next month’s rent? He should have applied it. He can’t do that. Period. End of discussion. So, my husband called the landlord, and he agreed.. and said okay never mind. Just have rent to me on Friday. Excuse me? In my lease, rent is not due until between the 1st-5th, you’ll get it when its due jerk face.
Don’t threaten me. I’m not a redneck trashy crack head. I’m educated and aware of your little plot to play like we are all a part of your SIMS game. Maybe next semester you will be one of my patients in my clinical rotations. I’ll smile at you and be nice, yes, but I’ll be slow to stick any injections.
I feel better now. Time for a nicotine lozenge.
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