So my brand new roommate just moved in at the beginning of the month, and I thought all was well.
Silly, silly Jester.
But first, let's look at what Mr. Anti-Social and I did for this...person. We allowed her to move right in after she had driven down from Wisconsin. We did not make her go through the application process, which would have involved a $75 nonrefundable application fee. And we even said we would work with her on the deposit, as in, let her pay it within the first month.
As it turns out, we got played.
When she first moved in, everything was great. There were a few issues, but we resolved them. Hell, I even took her out to a very nice (and not cheap) local brunch for her birthday. I even loaned her some cash out of my pocket at a local food festival.
Two days ago, she informed us that she is moving out at the end of the month.
That's right, kids. Despite having originally agreed to giving us 30 days notice, she gave us SEVEN. And never did pay the fucking deposit.
So now my roommate and I are looking at having to each pay 50% more in rent to cover this fucking cunt (I will not apologize for my language when it comes to this foul creature) if we don't find a new roommate pronto.
When I attempted to open a dialogue and see if we could resolve the issues she says she has, she put a stop to that by informing me she already had a new place and had already put down a deposit on it.
From our perspective, it looks very much like she used us as a stepping stone into Key West until she got a place more to her liking.
I want to throw her out immediately. She wants to stay till the 30th. I talked to a cop, and technically, even though she is not on the lease, I can't really throw her out immediately. I could start eviction procedures against her, but that takes about 10 days at the quickest, so it would be a moot point. I can't even start hauling her stuff out of the apartment, since it is not mine.
However, the cop was very enlightening about some other things. For instance, I can be very obnoxious and loud to her in the apartment. And there is nothing illegal about printing up fliers and posting them around the island informing would be landlords and roommates what a completely horrible person she is.
I am still going to try to get her to move out early. I am going to be the most horrible person she's ever seen. And that poor silly bunny doesn't understand how truly small this island is. Word gets around...fast. And I may not always be the most beloved person in Key West, but I am popular enough to make it so she is going to be shocked at how unpopular she becomes and how quickly.
If it would not land me in jail, they would find her head floating in the ocean tomorrow. I am that pissed off.
So, the Cursed Third Room continues to plague us. Anyone wanna move to Key West?
Now, if you'll pardon me, while you ponder that possibility, I am going to go repeatedly slam my head into the kitchen counter.
Silly, silly Jester.
But first, let's look at what Mr. Anti-Social and I did for this...person. We allowed her to move right in after she had driven down from Wisconsin. We did not make her go through the application process, which would have involved a $75 nonrefundable application fee. And we even said we would work with her on the deposit, as in, let her pay it within the first month.
As it turns out, we got played.
When she first moved in, everything was great. There were a few issues, but we resolved them. Hell, I even took her out to a very nice (and not cheap) local brunch for her birthday. I even loaned her some cash out of my pocket at a local food festival.
Two days ago, she informed us that she is moving out at the end of the month.
That's right, kids. Despite having originally agreed to giving us 30 days notice, she gave us SEVEN. And never did pay the fucking deposit.
So now my roommate and I are looking at having to each pay 50% more in rent to cover this fucking cunt (I will not apologize for my language when it comes to this foul creature) if we don't find a new roommate pronto.
When I attempted to open a dialogue and see if we could resolve the issues she says she has, she put a stop to that by informing me she already had a new place and had already put down a deposit on it.
From our perspective, it looks very much like she used us as a stepping stone into Key West until she got a place more to her liking.
I want to throw her out immediately. She wants to stay till the 30th. I talked to a cop, and technically, even though she is not on the lease, I can't really throw her out immediately. I could start eviction procedures against her, but that takes about 10 days at the quickest, so it would be a moot point. I can't even start hauling her stuff out of the apartment, since it is not mine.
However, the cop was very enlightening about some other things. For instance, I can be very obnoxious and loud to her in the apartment. And there is nothing illegal about printing up fliers and posting them around the island informing would be landlords and roommates what a completely horrible person she is.
I am still going to try to get her to move out early. I am going to be the most horrible person she's ever seen. And that poor silly bunny doesn't understand how truly small this island is. Word gets around...fast. And I may not always be the most beloved person in Key West, but I am popular enough to make it so she is going to be shocked at how unpopular she becomes and how quickly.
If it would not land me in jail, they would find her head floating in the ocean tomorrow. I am that pissed off.
So, the Cursed Third Room continues to plague us. Anyone wanna move to Key West?
Now, if you'll pardon me, while you ponder that possibility, I am going to go repeatedly slam my head into the kitchen counter.
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