Saturday, February 06, 2010
Eviction - Chapter 1 Finale
Yesterday, I updated y'all on my landlord/tenant mess. See - Eviction Chronicles - A Neverending Saga.
As it stood last night, my landlord had not responded to my terms. He was no doubt up all night mulling whether or not to stumble into court on Thursday and try to evict me one way or another.
In fact, I myself laid wide awake this morning at 3:45am, contemplating my next move. It wasn't him that kept me from sleeping; I just don't sleep much. Anyways, I started to get myself worked up a bit over his Moron's indefatigable stupidity. If he was going to force me to go to court, I'd have to file a response with the clerk by Monday. I'd have to go blow up my pictures of dead rodents; write up my exhaustive litany of complaints; and waste a good amount of my Monday dealing with this inanity.
All morning there was still no response. Then at 11:45 or so he showed up. I went out with MY TERMS of dismissal. He said hello; I said nothing. He put his hand out; I left it dangling out there, alone.
He rapidly signed it and accepted my $2,500 check for February rent. (Still haven't told him about the $867.44 deduction coming next month for the water bill I paid!)
I left without saying almost anything.
His broke-a$$ jumped into his car and SPED OFF in Mario Andretti-like fashion!
Banks aren't open too late on Saturdays...