Leaving Items Behind – Fun Friday Stories

This week’s Fun Friday Story is about a renter who left behind some items and thought we would store them for her indefinitely.

Photo AlbumThe tenants were a girlfriend and boyfriend.  They lived at the house fine for a while until the relationship went bad and they broke up.  The lady moved out first, then apparently the guy had trouble paying the bills on his own because he abandoned the house a few months later.  When cleaning up the property afterward (because of course they left behind a lot of stuff and did not clean), I came across several photo albums.  These were family photos, mostly of the female tenant from when she was young.  They were old photos, and probably irreplaceable.   The kind of thing that someone would want to have.

I did not want to just throw out the photo albums, so I attempted to contact the tenants to try to make arrangements to return them.  i called both the lady and guy and left several phone messages for each over a couple of months.  I also sent emails to the lady and got no response.  I guess since they left the property owing money they were not keen to return my calls, even though I stated why I was contacting them.  Eventually I gave up, and after a few months I trashed the albums.

Six months later, I got a random phone call from the female tenant saying that she had left some personal items in the house, along with a freezer, and wanted to know if we still had them.  I couldn’t believe she thought that we would really store their abandoned items for over six months on the off chance they would one day contact us and want them back.  I had to tell her that we had sold the freezer to try to recoup some of the back-rent, and that we had thrown away the photo albums months ago.  I then asked her about scheduling a payment plan to pay back the rent that was still owed.  Not surprisingly she quickly got off the phone, never to be heard from again.

Unpleasant Rental Discoveries – Fun Friday Stories

It’s Friday again, so time for another one of my bizarre rental stories.  This week’s story is one of the more depressing rental experiences I’ve had so far.  It involves animal cruelty.Rabbit

The tenants in one of my rental properties had moved out unexpectedly mid-lease and left no notification they intended to move.  I only discovered the property was abandoned after checking on it one day after rent was late and I was unable to get in touch with the tenants.  This means that the property had been abandoned anywhere from a few days to a week or two before I was made aware.

The tenants kindly left behind the usual mess for me to deal with – trash everywhere, old broken furniture left behind, food in the refrigerator (however luckily they had not yet shut off the power so no food spoilage), holes in walls, that kind of thing.  Annoying stuff, but sadly not that uncommon.  What made this property stand out though was that it had an outdoor storage shed.  I went out to the shed to see what was left behind, hoping for lawn equipment or something that at least had resale value.  To my surprise though I found that they had left behind a rabbit.  This is where it gets bad – the rabbit was left in a 100+ degree storage shed (no air conditioning) with no water, and with some old food scattered on the ground.  It was stifling hot when I went in there.  The poor bunny was just laying on its side, panting heavily.  I had no idea how long it had been in there, but believe it was very close to overheating and death.

The rabbit was obviously a pet, based on the cage and food I found, as well as how it liked being handled by people as I later discovered.  I was shocked.  I could not imagine why anyone would leave behind an animal, let alone a pet, to suffer a horrible death of dehydration or overheating.  That is cruel and inhumane.  I tried getting in touch with the tenants but of course could not get a response.  I was finally able to get in touch with a family member and explained that we had found the rabbit.  The response was “Oh, if they left it they probably don’t want it.  I would just let it go.”  Their solution was to just release the almost-dead bunny into the wild to fend for itself.

Of course that was an unacceptable solution for me.  I did not call animal control as I know rabbits are not commonly accepted into the local shelters, so decided to try my own luck helping the bunny.  I was able to find a friend who agreed to temporarily foster it, then was eventually able to find a permanent home for it.  The bunny turned out to be very sweet and calm, so hopefully it is being a great pet for someone.

I can deal with tenants leaving behind trash, but abandoning animals in a cruel manner is one of the worst things I have encountered, and hope to never find again.

“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.

Thomas

 

“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.