Oh, where to begin? Perhaps a little background history.
An old "friend" from high school and I moved into a small apartment together. My girlfriend started living with us. We all moved up two floors to a larger apartment, and his girlfriend started living with us as well. We split rent 4 ways; I got a high speed internet connection in my name, and that was split 4 ways also.
Well my "friend" has some issues. He was diagnosed bi-polar years ago. For some reason, he has hated every girlfriend I have had; I suspect its because he stops getting all my attention. He has a temper too. I have seen him have fits and break shit; he spent a night or two in jail for throwing his skateboard through his grandmas window.
So were living together, and its stressful. My girlfriend and I are quiet, clean, withdrawn, and keep to ourselves. The other two are loud, egotistical, lazy and messy. I would spend my days cleaning their messes from the night before out of the kitchen. They would never have rent ready on time or internet money, when I came to collect.
So over the last year it just got more conflicted. I had a grow in the living room closet, and he freaked about seeing the light. (I'm medically legal, by the way). I had vegging plants in a hall closet. I actually moved both grows into my own bedroom. Used a chunk of my closet to veg, and built a 7x5x7 grow tent right next to my bed. Not the most convenient, but it had to be done. Next he freaked about the tent, in my own room. He said he was paranoid and couldnt sleep and was just waiting for something bad to happen.
It just gets more and more hostile. We would always try to stay in our room and leave only after they had left. They picked up on that and verbally attacked us one night, calling us passive aggressive and stuff, because of the way we openly avoided them. They say they want us out. They went out and looked in the paper the next day, and even called on an apartment for us. WHAT THE FUCK, YOUR NOT HELPING!!!
So the internet is in my name, they ask if Im taking the modem with me. I said that service isnt provided where we are going. They said they already called the provider, it would be possible to change the account to their name.
My girl and I had been looking for places for a while and finally found a decent place. We started packing our shit. When I graduated from high school, my parents got me a bunch of housewarming stuff. Pots, pans, cooking gear, ect. I pack that crap knowing its mine. I take a load up to my new place and start getting text messages.
This is the day after they ask about the internet. I go up to our new town to drop shit off. Before I left town, I stopped at the internet place and asked about switching names; they gave me a form to fill out. ( The modem and wireless are in my room, mind you). I get up to our new place and get a call from my girlfriend, who says the internet people have showed up already. WTF!? I DIDNT AUTHORIZE THIS. In fact, I never even gave them my name when I stopped in the store. The fucking roommates had called them. Well, he walked right into my room and took the modem and wifi with the technician, and take it to set up in his room. Well about that time they realized they didnt have permission to do it, so they left, leaving the damn internet unplugged.
So then I get a message saying I need to sign a paper at the net place. I reply "i need half the internet money before I do that" and then he said that he wants his stuff back. I ask what stuff and he specifically mentions pots and pans that I know are mine. POTS AND PANS. Well his girlfriend gets on and texts me some mean shit and I just say nope, those are mine and staying that way. The reply was "im not paying internet, fuck you". I say "Ill just cancel my account and have them pick up the modem." Well that got them to shut up.
So somewhere between me denying them my cookingwear, his girlfriend went into our room and tore up half of my vegging plants that I had left. My SD Riri cut. My 4 Doublewreck phenos I needed to run again and test. 2 Sour Diesel IBLs I had vegged and scrogged. I get home and find my shit trashed. My girlfriend freaked out big time, I was more sad then mad. They came and tried to say sorry and my girl freaked, it was nice. Luckly only one Chem IBL pheno was damaged, but it will be fine.
I'll add now that these fuckers have done alot of shit to fuck with us. They play music really loud, too loud, just to piss us off. They are loud all night with no respect for anyone else. They watered down my girlfriends shampoo. They used her tampons, drank our soda. Used shit that we paid for, secretly. We could hear them sit out in the living room with their stupid friends talkin shit. He is a charismatic kid, and i'm sure when he was "talkin shit" it was in a way that glorified himself while it put us down, you know what I mean?
So lets continue. That brings us to Christmas Eve. We have most our stuff out of that place, and were planning to get the rest out Monday. My girlfriend and I are planning to stay at her grandmas over night to celebrate the holiday. I give the kid the paper I signed to switch the internet over. We go to her grandmas. He starts texting my girlfriend a bunch of mean shit, saying I dont think for myself and that she screwed ME up. Then he finishes by saying I'm allowed to come back and get our stuff but if she comes back, he will call the police. Yeah. On XMAS eve.
I had eaten a small dose of cubensis, so naturally this stress just set me off. I freaked from all the stress, and cried hysterically for two hours.
Laugh it up. On Christmas, before we went back, we stopped by the police station ourselves. The cops agreed with me that there was nothing he could do. We didnt have a lease or agreement with our or his name on it. We just went back to our room, and they never spoke to us once. And then we got the fuck out of there the next day.
NEVER keep your precious mothers where your enemies can destroy them.
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Here is another anecdote about the fuckhead i have encountered.
WAY WAY back in August, I sold this other "friend" my old Cadillac Deville. For 300 dollars. I trusted the kid, and I told him it would be okay to make payments. I got 50 bucks and 10 bucks a week later, and then shit got bad. I believe he got fired from his jobs, what I heard, and he got some bitch pregnant. Well months go by, and during this time I tried to disassociate myself from him, he was peddling pills and crap. Then he starts contacting me, because my plates were still left on the car and they expired. He says he needs the title to register it so its legal. We'll theres no way in hell I wanted to give him the title before its paid, because I knew I would never get paid that way. I said "No I'll give you the bill of sale and you can get a temp registration." He goes on to argue thats not how its done, and says " IF you dont give me that title, I'll call the police and tell them about your op." At this point I'm down to a few plants left to harvest. " Its all legal you fucking asshole." And he said " We will see about that if I dont get my title." He said he would give me 50 right now and pay the rest in two weeks. That 50 turned into 20 the next day, and then when I gave him the title, I got nothing at all. I got fucked, I know it, my mistake. I have just cut my losses, I'm not expecting anything from these people. I'm just glad to get out of that town and be away from those horrible people. Can you believe this shit. I might go back and pop all their tires or something....Damn.
Dont tell anyone you grow, they could hold it against you for something, like money they owe you. Dont get fucked like I did.
Maybe not anyone, just dont trust people, unless you can 100 percent. I am starting anew. Only my parents know I grow now, my brother, my girlfriend. Thats all. Its also alot harder to keep a huge grow tent secret in your apartment bedroom.
Thanks for lettin me vent peeps.
An old "friend" from high school and I moved into a small apartment together. My girlfriend started living with us. We all moved up two floors to a larger apartment, and his girlfriend started living with us as well. We split rent 4 ways; I got a high speed internet connection in my name, and that was split 4 ways also.
Well my "friend" has some issues. He was diagnosed bi-polar years ago. For some reason, he has hated every girlfriend I have had; I suspect its because he stops getting all my attention. He has a temper too. I have seen him have fits and break shit; he spent a night or two in jail for throwing his skateboard through his grandmas window.
So were living together, and its stressful. My girlfriend and I are quiet, clean, withdrawn, and keep to ourselves. The other two are loud, egotistical, lazy and messy. I would spend my days cleaning their messes from the night before out of the kitchen. They would never have rent ready on time or internet money, when I came to collect.
So over the last year it just got more conflicted. I had a grow in the living room closet, and he freaked about seeing the light. (I'm medically legal, by the way). I had vegging plants in a hall closet. I actually moved both grows into my own bedroom. Used a chunk of my closet to veg, and built a 7x5x7 grow tent right next to my bed. Not the most convenient, but it had to be done. Next he freaked about the tent, in my own room. He said he was paranoid and couldnt sleep and was just waiting for something bad to happen.
It just gets more and more hostile. We would always try to stay in our room and leave only after they had left. They picked up on that and verbally attacked us one night, calling us passive aggressive and stuff, because of the way we openly avoided them. They say they want us out. They went out and looked in the paper the next day, and even called on an apartment for us. WHAT THE FUCK, YOUR NOT HELPING!!!
So the internet is in my name, they ask if Im taking the modem with me. I said that service isnt provided where we are going. They said they already called the provider, it would be possible to change the account to their name.
My girl and I had been looking for places for a while and finally found a decent place. We started packing our shit. When I graduated from high school, my parents got me a bunch of housewarming stuff. Pots, pans, cooking gear, ect. I pack that crap knowing its mine. I take a load up to my new place and start getting text messages.
This is the day after they ask about the internet. I go up to our new town to drop shit off. Before I left town, I stopped at the internet place and asked about switching names; they gave me a form to fill out. ( The modem and wireless are in my room, mind you). I get up to our new place and get a call from my girlfriend, who says the internet people have showed up already. WTF!? I DIDNT AUTHORIZE THIS. In fact, I never even gave them my name when I stopped in the store. The fucking roommates had called them. Well, he walked right into my room and took the modem and wifi with the technician, and take it to set up in his room. Well about that time they realized they didnt have permission to do it, so they left, leaving the damn internet unplugged.
So then I get a message saying I need to sign a paper at the net place. I reply "i need half the internet money before I do that" and then he said that he wants his stuff back. I ask what stuff and he specifically mentions pots and pans that I know are mine. POTS AND PANS. Well his girlfriend gets on and texts me some mean shit and I just say nope, those are mine and staying that way. The reply was "im not paying internet, fuck you". I say "Ill just cancel my account and have them pick up the modem." Well that got them to shut up.
So somewhere between me denying them my cookingwear, his girlfriend went into our room and tore up half of my vegging plants that I had left. My SD Riri cut. My 4 Doublewreck phenos I needed to run again and test. 2 Sour Diesel IBLs I had vegged and scrogged. I get home and find my shit trashed. My girlfriend freaked out big time, I was more sad then mad. They came and tried to say sorry and my girl freaked, it was nice. Luckly only one Chem IBL pheno was damaged, but it will be fine.
I'll add now that these fuckers have done alot of shit to fuck with us. They play music really loud, too loud, just to piss us off. They are loud all night with no respect for anyone else. They watered down my girlfriends shampoo. They used her tampons, drank our soda. Used shit that we paid for, secretly. We could hear them sit out in the living room with their stupid friends talkin shit. He is a charismatic kid, and i'm sure when he was "talkin shit" it was in a way that glorified himself while it put us down, you know what I mean?
So lets continue. That brings us to Christmas Eve. We have most our stuff out of that place, and were planning to get the rest out Monday. My girlfriend and I are planning to stay at her grandmas over night to celebrate the holiday. I give the kid the paper I signed to switch the internet over. We go to her grandmas. He starts texting my girlfriend a bunch of mean shit, saying I dont think for myself and that she screwed ME up. Then he finishes by saying I'm allowed to come back and get our stuff but if she comes back, he will call the police. Yeah. On XMAS eve.
I had eaten a small dose of cubensis, so naturally this stress just set me off. I freaked from all the stress, and cried hysterically for two hours.
Laugh it up. On Christmas, before we went back, we stopped by the police station ourselves. The cops agreed with me that there was nothing he could do. We didnt have a lease or agreement with our or his name on it. We just went back to our room, and they never spoke to us once. And then we got the fuck out of there the next day. NEVER keep your precious mothers where your enemies can destroy them.
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Here is another anecdote about the fuckhead i have encountered.
WAY WAY back in August, I sold this other "friend" my old Cadillac Deville. For 300 dollars. I trusted the kid, and I told him it would be okay to make payments. I got 50 bucks and 10 bucks a week later, and then shit got bad. I believe he got fired from his jobs, what I heard, and he got some bitch pregnant. Well months go by, and during this time I tried to disassociate myself from him, he was peddling pills and crap. Then he starts contacting me, because my plates were still left on the car and they expired. He says he needs the title to register it so its legal. We'll theres no way in hell I wanted to give him the title before its paid, because I knew I would never get paid that way. I said "No I'll give you the bill of sale and you can get a temp registration." He goes on to argue thats not how its done, and says " IF you dont give me that title, I'll call the police and tell them about your op." At this point I'm down to a few plants left to harvest. " Its all legal you fucking asshole." And he said " We will see about that if I dont get my title." He said he would give me 50 right now and pay the rest in two weeks. That 50 turned into 20 the next day, and then when I gave him the title, I got nothing at all. I got fucked, I know it, my mistake. I have just cut my losses, I'm not expecting anything from these people. I'm just glad to get out of that town and be away from those horrible people. Can you believe this shit. I might go back and pop all their tires or something....Damn.
Dont tell anyone you grow, they could hold it against you for something, like money they owe you. Dont get fucked like I did.
Maybe not anyone, just dont trust people, unless you can 100 percent. I am starting anew. Only my parents know I grow now, my brother, my girlfriend. Thats all. Its also alot harder to keep a huge grow tent secret in your apartment bedroom.
Thanks for lettin me vent peeps.
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