Yesterday was a decent day that quickly dissolved into a nightmare of sorts.
The day started off normally enough – I brought Lulu to doggie daycare, went in to work, attended a meeting, got things organized for the start of school, caught up with teachers who I hadn’t seen since June, etc. I definitely didn’t get as much done as I would’ve hoped, because of all the chatting, and I was running late for my fun Friday night plans (My high school alumnae food & wine club was going to a vineyard about 45 minutes away for an evening of live, outdoor music and wine tasting. The nice thing is that the “regulars” who show up to these events have become or are my close friends, so the club is really more of a girls’ night out).
Anyway, as I said I was already running a bit late when the phone rang. A blocked call. Never a good sign. It was my current landlord. Here’s the convo:
Bella: Hello
LL: Bella?
Bella: Yes?
LL: This is J– calling from [name of management company].
Bella: Hi J —
LL: {in a raised, aggravated, somewhat angry voice} Are you moving?!!
Bella: {heart racing} What?
LL: Are you moving?!!! Because I just got off the phone with someone wanting a reference for a new place that you’re moving into.
(At this point my heart is really racing and I’m thinking “shit!! Why would the new landlord have done this?”)
Bella: Well, I’m looking around a bit. Seeing what’s out there. I haven’t made any decisions yet.
LL: Well, you have to give us notice, and when are you planing to move?
Bella: {firmly} Listen J–, I just said that I am still thinking about things, and I haven’t made any decisions yet. Today is August 20 and my lease doesn’t expire until Oct. 1, so I have at least two weeks before I need to let you know what my plans are.
LL: {easing up a bit} Well we really don’t want to lose you as a tenant (of course they don’t, I’m an awesome tenant). Would it help if I told you that your neighbors have been told that we’re not renewing their lease?
Bella: Not really. I mean, that’s great and everything, but I dealt with a lot this past year with them. Plus, I still live next door to that Ethiopian restaurant that is loud and has partying going on at all hours of the night. And the neighborhood is going downhill. I’m still figuring it all out.
LL: So, wow, I guess this means I might have to rent out both sides of the duplex at once?
Bella: Ya, I guess so. Ok, well I have to go. Bye
I played it off pretty well, and definitely didn’t let him try to intimidate or guilt me into staying (not that he could). I was so surprised that Peter, my future landlord, had called them. I didn’t give him their phone number on my application, only their name. He must’ve looked it up himself.
So, I made a call straight to Peter:
Peter: Hello?
Bella: Hi Peter, it’s Bella. How are you?
Peter: Hi Bella, I was just thinking about you.
Bella: Ya, I was just thinking about you, too. Two things. What time should I come by the duplex tomorrow for the paperwork and two, did you call my current landlords?
Peter: Well, around 3pm tomorrow, and ya, I called them to just double-check that you’ve been a good tenant, but I knew that you were. Just doing due diligence.
Bella: Peter, J– just called me and he was very upset to learn that I might be moving out. I kind of put him off about whether or not it was a for sure thing, but I had no idea that you were planning on calling him. He was pissed off, and sort of yelling at me. I hope this doesn’t put me in a bad position in the case that I might have to stay there.
Peter: Bella, listen, this duplex is yours. We just have to have you sign the agreement and do the background check. Don’t worry about that. He said that you were an ideal tenant, always paid your rent on time, didn’t cause problems, and really took care of the place. I told him I knew what a great tenant you were because you had previously rented from me and that I was anxious to get you back
(Ok, so these two had a “swordfight” about which one of them was going to keep me as a tenant. If only two men would fight over me in my love life. 🙂
Peter: BTW, that Kid [he used his real name] is a piece of work, huh?
Bella: He told you about The Kid (the violent, raging white trash neighbor)?
Peter: Oh ya. He told me how he never pays his rent on time, about the fighting, the complaints from tenants (not just you), etc.
(How professional of J–)
Bella: Ya, he’s bad news, and I can’t wait to get out of there. Apparently they were just told that they have to move out, so I’m sort of worried about what it’s going to be like when I get home tonight. He’s going to be pissed, I’m sure.
Peter: You shouldn’t have to deal with anything like that. You should never feel unsafe or worried about that kind of thing in your own home. Listen, if you’d like, I can let you move in on Sept. 1, before the work here is done, as long as you’re ok with workmen coming in while you’re moved in.
Bella: Peter, I’m a tough cookie and I can handle it. I’ve been dealing with it for a year, so a few more weeks isn’t going to kill me. I’d rather wait to move in until all the work is done. It’ll be easier that way.
Peter: Ok ….
And then we talked about some other moving stuff.
So, I am super-excited to go and sign all the lease papers today, but wow, what stress from the current landlord, right? And I was worried about what it would be like when I got home, if The Kid found out about having to move out. Would he be a raging lunatic? Would he start destroying property – his and mine? Shit.
At this point I was running even later, so I texted all the girls and told them I’d just be meeting them there. I got to the car with the plans of driving faster than I should to pick up Lulu. The car had a different plan.
As I tried to turn the key, it wouldn’t turn over, and just clicked. Shit! The battery was dead!! I texted the girls and said I was going to be even later, if I was going at all. I filled them in on all of the stuff that had just happened.
Can this day turn out any worse?
So I called AAA and waited for them to get there. He jumpstarted the battery and said it was safe to drive for now but that I needed to go to the service department of the dealership and have them either fully charge this battery or just replace it. (I made the appointment and I’m going in on Monday).
I got Lulu and drove home, and on the way I decided that even though the evening’s plans were so much fun, I shouldn’t go. First of all, I didn’t want to get stranded late at night 45 minutes from home. Secondly, if The Kid was going to turn into a maniac, I really didn’t want to leave Lulu here by herself. So I poured myself a glass of Syrah and we stayed in.
Later in the evening, as I was taking out for a potty break, The Kid’s father was outside and came over to talk. (Up to this point it had been very quiet next door).
The Kid’s Father: Hi Bella, how are you? I just wanted to tell you it’s been great being your neighbor, but my son was told that we have to move out when the lease is up.
Bella: Ya, I heard.
Father: You did?
Bella: Well, J– called me today. You see, I’m also moving out, and he was upset with me when he found out that I might be moving. My new landlord called him for a reference. I hadn’t said anything to him yet because it wasn’t a done deal. As he was trying to get me to stay, he mentioned that you guys were leaving.
Father: Ya, my son was really upset and hurt about it when they told him last week, but I told him that I wasn’t sure what he really expected. He paid the rent late every month, he was always fighting with his girlfriend, and I’m sure they had had enough. I told him he should be glad that he didn’t get evicted.
Bella: Oh, it was a week ago that they asked him to leave?
Father: Ya.
That must explain all the yelling I’ve been hearing this past week. The good news is that he wasn’t going to fly into a rage, at least not for this.
Bella: Well, I guess they’re going to have to find people to move into both sides of the duplex.
Father: Ya. I just want to thank you for how patient you’ve been. I mean, my son is always using that saw late at night, the dogs are always barking, he fights with the girlfriend all the time, and you could’ve called the cops and he could be in jail right now. So thanks.
Bella: Well, to be honest with you your son is one of the main reasons I decided to move. I just can’t take all the violence and the fighting. It makes my blood pressure go up too much; it makes me too nervous.
Father: Ya, you shouldn’t have to deal with that in your own house.
Bella: Ya. Between that and the Ethiopians who party all night on the other side, plus the neighborhood, I just had to go.
Father: Well, good for you. Take care.
So, they’ll soon know that I’m moving too. I’m glad that the landlord is kicking them out, but I am so angry that I had to put up with living like this for a year. I really want to tell the landlord exactly what I think about the whole thing (that he should have taken care of it sooner, that he should have done a background check on them and never rented it to them to begin with, that having 3 people and 2 dogs in a 1 bedroom is too much. And that he needs to do something about the “restaurant” next door otherwise the next tenant is going to be upset, too), but I’m going to hold off on saying anything until I get my deposit back. I know that technically and legally they shouldn’t dock my deposit because they’re upset with me, but I also know how the real world works. They’ll be a lot pickier if they’re upset with me than if I just leave quietly. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to let my feelings be known in either a very well-worded letter or a phone call, after this is all over.
I have no idea what it’s going to be like around here now that The Kid knows he’s not coming back. I have a bad feeling that he’s going to be even worse because he’ll think he has nothing to lose. But believe me, I won’t hesitate to call the cops if it comes down to it. I’ve had enough.
I’m so excited to go today and get the lease all signed and get a move-in date and start getting this show on the road. Peter asked me to bring Lulu by so that he could see her. So we’re heading there in a little while, and I can’t wait.
Because yesterday turned into a debacle, I’m bound and determined that today is going to be terrific. So far, it’s starting out that way.
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