Dear (((Liz)))! Hope you have a Happy Mother’s Day!! You deserve it! I woke up today with a sore back and a headache, probably due to the way I slept last night, which was not well at all. I went over to the house yesterday evening to see why Rob the bad renter wasn’t moving out. He gave me a letter saying that I had bul***d him, and a bunch of other garbage and that he was going to be ***** me. He claimed to have receipts for rent paid for May, signed by me, which is totally a ***. He got verbally aggressive with me and said that I was going to listen to HIM. I told him I didn’t need to listen to him and walked out. He said I could call the police if I wanted to, and I left the house and called them and two police cars drove into my place, with one officer in each car. The police officer came over to my house and asked if I would let him stay last night as Rob told them he worked at 5:30 am, and I was adamant with the officer that he could not stay, and that I wanted him escorted off my property. The police said they were there in a peacekeeping role and that the renter hadn’t committed any crime under the criminal justice system. I told the officer that unless they escorted him off my property, that Rob would not have a job the following day as I was going to phone the oil field company he works for and report his **** use. That’s when the police decided to escort him out of my house and property. Wow! I never have had to evict a renter before and it got ugly on his part. I did fear for my safety when I went to bed as one never knows what a person like him will do, as he was insistent that I couldn’t have him removed frm my property. He has food in my house still but I am going to make it clear to the other renters that he is no longer welcome to visit them in my house. They can bring him his food but the police will be called if he shows up here again. Other renters told me last night that he would urinate over on the grass while standing on the verenda, and that the young woman he brought home woke them up with her clicking high heels, walking through the house. He is a married man by the way. One of the guys who rents from me works with the evicted renter, so that should be interesting. Rob is on self-destruct and it won’t be long before he loses his job himself. He has "ran" my house since the day he moved in, like it’s his own, with no respect for other renters. Oh, the glamourous life of a landlord! Carole
