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I totally despise this job. I so want to never have to do this again....
Here's the deal: Back in 1999, I bought my house after I left my ex and decided that Boulder County was where I wanted to live. It's a lovely house - 3 BR + den, open plan, porches.... In a not so good neighborhood, and it was a repo, so it took some work, but I could afford it and I did the work and I liked my house. And the neighborhood is coming back nicely.
Then I go and get married. To a guy that owns HIS house. That's okay, his house is smaller than mine, and a mobile home, to boot. We'll remodel it and sell it and be done. It sits on the market for 30 months, not even a nibble, not even with a selling price 10K below what it's technically worth, not even with a $2000 cash back rebate. There are just too many new houses available, and who wants 2 bedrooms when you can get 3, as long as you're willing to live on ramen and oatmeal??
We put mine on the market.... no luck there, either. There's a brand new development going in just north of us, so buyers can get bigger houses (made to poorer standards, but hey!) for the same amount. Two nibbles, both couldn't get mortgages. So... turns out we can rent out my house, but not his, since his is in a park. We reluctantly move (which has turned out to be a very good thing; I have learned to love the smaller house because it's more efficient.).
So I become a landlord. Ick. Yech. I never wanted to be a landlord. They're greedy, capitalist pigs who suck the life out of their tenants and waste the money on booze and comic books. I am not that!!
And now I've just had to evict one of the tenants. Yes, he didn't pay his rent. Yes, he vanished for 3 months and didn't tell me he was leaving. Yes, I've been trying to locate him for 60 days so that he could be served with an eviction notice. Yes, he never answers his phone when I call. Yes, he couldn't mow a lawn with the lawnmower strapped to his ass. Yes, he's a slob and I'm going to be lucky if I get the place clean on his deposit. Yes, he's been lying to me and the state about his income all along. Yes, his parents have been supporting him, and they didn't know he wasn't paying his rent with the money they sent him. Yes, I have run out of patience with him long ago....
But dammit, this isn't the liberal way of doing business... I hate this. I hate having to be the hardass and the bad guy. I hate the fact that this kid doesn't realize that he wears people out, and then wonders why they refuse to help him. I hate the fact that he's such a clueless git that he's never going to understand that no, I don't hate him, I just can't be his mom and his therapist and his landlord and his coach all in one. I hate having to impound his stuff so that I can get at least some of the money he owes me, and I hate that I'll never be able to explain to him that it's a good thing he didn't have that extra $300, because he would have spent it on games, fast food, and junk.
I hate this.
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