THROW THE BUM OUT
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I have a friend who owns a small real estate management company. Today he and his buddies had some fun evicting a deadbeat. The event had been anxiously awaited for months. They went to the wet grass of the courtyard of one of their buildings at 6 a.m. this morning. Then the big men came, with the sheriff in tow.
This freeloader who had been living rent-free for five months was getting all his stuff thrown into boxes and, along with all his furniture, dragged out to the sidewalk, where, legally, we had to leave it for 24 hours before anyone could haul it away. Unfortunately, for the deadbeat, he wasn't home to take care of his belongings and the neighborhood picked him clean in less than an hour. It was sweet revenge for my friend and the landlord.
About noon today, the slob came to the office asking for his things. And it was beautiful! My friend told the bum that all his stuff was on the sidewalk in front of the building. Then he gave him the best I feel your pain bullshit he could. The freeloader told him there is a God up there. My friend said, that's right so you better be afraid!
The only part of the whole eviction that was disappointing was that the neighbors took all the stuff before we legally could. I could have used the big wooden table he had. What a shame. I know some liberal, democrat, ass hole, professional sympathizer, will ask me why I get such pleasure out of witnessing the misfortune of someone who is so obviously poor.
I forgot to tell you about the thousands of dollars of clothes and the big-screen television that he had. He went out to gambling casinos every night. He bought clothes and drugs rather than paying the rent that he agreed to pay when he moved in. He made fun of them when they posted the eviction notice. And he had roommates paying him rent to sublet a room in his apartment, which goes against the lease agreement he signed with my friend. He not only deserved to be kicked out, but also to have his stuff stolen by the neighborhood.
I have no shame in reveling in the misfortune of bad people.
This freeloader who had been living rent-free for five months was getting all his stuff thrown into boxes and, along with all his furniture, dragged out to the sidewalk, where, legally, we had to leave it for 24 hours before anyone could haul it away. Unfortunately, for the deadbeat, he wasn't home to take care of his belongings and the neighborhood picked him clean in less than an hour. It was sweet revenge for my friend and the landlord.
About noon today, the slob came to the office asking for his things. And it was beautiful! My friend told the bum that all his stuff was on the sidewalk in front of the building. Then he gave him the best I feel your pain bullshit he could. The freeloader told him there is a God up there. My friend said, that's right so you better be afraid!
The only part of the whole eviction that was disappointing was that the neighbors took all the stuff before we legally could. I could have used the big wooden table he had. What a shame. I know some liberal, democrat, ass hole, professional sympathizer, will ask me why I get such pleasure out of witnessing the misfortune of someone who is so obviously poor.
I forgot to tell you about the thousands of dollars of clothes and the big-screen television that he had. He went out to gambling casinos every night. He bought clothes and drugs rather than paying the rent that he agreed to pay when he moved in. He made fun of them when they posted the eviction notice. And he had roommates paying him rent to sublet a room in his apartment, which goes against the lease agreement he signed with my friend. He not only deserved to be kicked out, but also to have his stuff stolen by the neighborhood.
I have no shame in reveling in the misfortune of bad people.
