Friday, two days ago, a judge told the six-foot four-inch stack of putrid shit that has not paid his rent to me for eight months that he will not get one fucking dime from me for the repairs to damage that he caused to the bathroom floor and that he is ordered evicted for non-payment of rent.
He’s also being evicted for being a shitpile. After telling the judge that he paid $3500 to repair the floor that he caused to be rotted out, he gave as evidence an unsigned estimate of repairs for only $125o, with no receipt and no photos or any other proof that the repairs had been done at all, and then said that the person who was doing the repairs had gotten sick and he finished the repairs himself. After lying to the judge and everyone else in the court about what he paid and then offering the proof that he’d lied, he asked the judge to make me give him money. WHAT AN ASSHOLE!
The judge was disgusted with him and told him that he owed me almost $4000 in back rent. The mobile shitheap whined and complained and left mumbling to himself. At last, after 8 long months grinding through the insane California legal system that makes it nearly impossible to evict shitheads like him, and after paying almost $4000 in legal assistance and fees, I finally have an order for eviction for this massive pile of ambulatory feces.
It will still take some time to get rid of him, as a few legal forms have to be filed by my attorney and the Shit Infestation then given the order to leave. Meanwhile I need to buy a new set of door locks, front and back, to change locks the minute that dung heap is out. He will be given an exact day and hour and if he’s not out, the sheriff will physically remove him.
This massive gob of putrid fly excrement is a fucking MEXICAN. He may have been born here but it’s hard to tell because he acts like every other worthless fucking Mexican I’ve ever met. I hope, when he’s out of the home I never should have rented to him, that the order of eviction follows him to the grave, that he’s never able to rent anything, anywhere, ever again and that he dies starving and diseased in some industrial district alley in the cold of winter while rats chew on his shoeless feet.
So, let’s make the math:
That Thurd Thing owes you
$4000 in back rent
$4000 in legal assistance and fees
$3500 to repair the floor that he caused to be rotted out
Total: $11500
Yeah, pretty much, except that he says that he repaired the floor. If he did, and his work is like the disaster “repair” he did to the drain pipe he broke that caused the damage to the floor, I may have to fix the floor all over again. So, right now, $8000. We’ll see about the floor AND THE REST OF THE HOUSE after he’s out of there