“Don’t Take My Porch” – Fun Friday Story

Looking for quality investment properties can put you in some interesting positions.  Often times the home is for sale under duress and the people associated with the home are not please that yoDecku are there looking to make a buck off their misfortune.  My husband had the privilege of being reminded of this first hand so I asked him to write a few paragraphs about it.  It seems like the “fish” has gotten bigger every time he has told the story but I won’t hold it against him.

Many years ago Alison abandoned me on a mission to check out a mobile home we had just purchased from a forclosure auction.  In the beginning we had a pretty specific niche.  We liked singlewide mobile homes in mobile home parks.  So it was natural that when we found one that was located in BFE but could be moved into a park for the right price to chase it down.

That day the sky was filled with grey ominous clouds.  It had rained earlier in the morning but was overall nice Jeep weather.  I found my way to the house which was on about a half acre,  on a street with three other homes.  I pulled in the mudway (driveway made of mud) like I owned the place because technically I did.  I get out and start checking things to make sure that the house would be able to be moved the following morning.  As I come around the back of the house, I see William Walace running at me full steam in the puddles.  Only it wasn’t William Wallace, it was an older, more round gentleman with clenched fists wearing only his tighty whites.  Please for a minute imagine what you would think would happen running through mud puddles with that apparel.  Yeah, it hurts me still to this day.  While my brain is still trying to process what the man is doing – I finally make out what he is saying.  “YOURNT STEALING MY MAMMMAS PORCH; YOUARNT STEALING MY MOMMMAS PORCH!”  He tired out as he got closer and I introduced myself and told him that my wife and I had just purchased the home and we were excited about it and I was just seeing what needed to be fixed up.   His response, “YOUARNT STEALIN MY MOMMMAS PORCH.”  Still confused and knowing that anything attached to the house was technically mine now.  I asked innocently, “but how will I get in the house without this beautiful rotted porch?”  He wasn’t ready for questions at this point.  He just informed me that his brother and brother-in-law occupied the other two houses and they were not going to let me take her porch either.  At this point, William Wallace 2 joined us.  He was dress and drinking a Coors.  Might have been a tad early on a Sunday for drinking but who am I to judge.  Now with two of them yelling at me, I was getting a little worried.

Was I going to die over a porch?

It was at this moment that my flight or fight reflex became flight or lie.  I still feel bad about the storytime I gave the Wallace’s.  I explained how my wife and I were really excited about moving in to the home and starting a family down their wonderful street.  We had wonderful plans for the home and planned to put in the work to restore the home to its former glory.  By the time the whole story had been deliever, they were promising to help me expand the deck and put in a crushed concrete driveway.  The feelings of guilt really hit when I started driving home.  I knew that the home was going to be pulled out at 7AM the next day and they would find out their new neighbor was a liar.

And so it was at 7AM, A ‘n A Super Toaters, pulled up and attached the house.  They too were greeted by the Wallace’s.  Even with the numbers in their favor, A and A Super Toters pulled out of their without the porches.

The whole situation was unfortunate.  The sons where just trying to do the best they could for their Mother who had lost her home.  I know that losing the home to forclosure must have been horribly hard on all of them.  They had worked hard to create a street full of Wallaces and unfortunately overpaid and were stuck.  I don’t think all fault rests on others but seriously – how would their lives have been different if they had a real estate agent or loan specialist who was honest with them about the value of the area.



“Why My Rent is Late – Surprising Truths”

Fun Friday Story – Getting Honest Answers About Late Rent Payments

Tenants pay rent late all the time, and as a landlord it is my job to stay on top of them to make sure Late Rent it is paid.  When rent is late, I commonly call up the tenant to find out why it is late and when it will be sent in.  Usually I am given excuses such as they just mailed it, or someone was sick and they needed the money.

One lady though decided to give me the honest truth.  Her rent was late because she had gone to Mexico to get breast enlargement surgery.  She was absolutely serious.  I didn’t quite know how to respond, as I am not used to getting the blatant truth like that.  I was more amused than anything, and we were able to work it out to where she paid late that month.

Of course it is not long before the lady is late in rent again.  When I called her up again she explained that she had to go back to Mexico to get some of her recent “enhancements” fixed.  While still an amusing story, I was not as pleased with her paying rent late again due to her boob job.  It was not really a surprise when this lady eventually was evicted due to nonpayment of rent.  I guess everyone’s priorities are different.

“Why My Rent is Late” – Fun Friday Stories

Stuff Renters Leave Behind

For this Fun Friday Story – we just have to look back a month:

The rental market can be a lot of things, but it is never boring. Tenants will do a lot of things that try your patience, annoy you, or just make you question what they were thinking. I decided to start writing down some of the funny, bizarre, and outrageous renter excuses and experiences I’ve had.

Why rent didn’t get paid?
Last month I had a tenant that was late on paying rent for the month. I went by the property to post the late notice and it became apparent the tenant had recently moved out. They were only about six months into a year lease, and had not given any indication that they would be moving. Always annoying.

What made this move-out more fun is that the tenants left behind a ton of broken furniture and trash. The place was of course filthy. There is actually another story to this that I will post at a later time.

When tenants vacate unexpectedly, I do my best to track them down, as rent is still owed per the lease agreement. In this particular case, the tenant’s mother lived in the same neighborhood and through nosy neighbors I was able to get her phone number and contact the tenant via the mother.

I asked the tenant why she had moved out and not given any notice. Her answer was that her husband was bitten by a spider and didn’t want to live there anymore. Trying to work it out with her, I explained that I was sorry if he had a spider bite, but that was not a reason to just move out of the property without notice, and that they still owed rent for the month. This made the lady flip out and she started getting aggressive and then started making claims that her husband had to go to the hospital for the spider bite. When I asked why didn’t she say something if there was a problem, she just abruptly changed the subject (obvious she was lying). I should also note that both before and after move-in there was no evidence of any bug or spider problems with the house. The house is out in the country, and when the tenants left it there were bags of cat food open all over the floor, so any spiders would have been the result of their actions.

I explained that since she was still living at the home earlier in the month and had only recently moved out, and since she did not provide any type of proper move-out notice, and since she was still under contract, she owed rent for that month. Her response was that “I didn’t live there the whole month so I shouldn’t have to pay anything.”

What gets me about this is that the tenant honestly believed she could just move out whenever she wanted and not have to continue paying her rent. It is baffling to me how she can truly think she could just move out, leave behind a ton of trash, and not need to worry about notifying anyone or pay what she owed.