I have written before about my quest for a normal, sane, financially responsible tenant. The first two that I started with taught me a lot about human nature and the psychology of permanent victims. I was very very careful with the next batch, and wouldn't you know it, more crazy people! While I have no where near the twenty units that a friend of mine has, I don't understand how he is able to stand it.
I think I have a decent person in there now, but I have been wrong before. I guess the pressure of paying me every month drove the last ones away. Or it could have been his desire not to work because he was "disabled." Don't get me wrong, if you truly cannot work, I have no problem with you receiving from the system that you have paid in to. But if you are able to walk two large pooping machines every day, lug around heavy equipment while you are "ghost hunting" and generally get yourself up and down two flights of stairs on a regular basis, I don't see much wrong with you.
Why are so many people looking to just get by with disability? I had to receive it for four years, and one of the best days of my life was when I was cleared to go back to work. I have a brother in law with a bad heart. Barely in his forties, he has had a heart attack and a defibrillator inserted to keep his heart beat regulated. He worked on a paving crew moving heavy equipment and doing very hard, taxing work. After his heart attack, his cardiologist told him that he cannot work any more.
Now he is depressed when he shouldn't be. He has worked (hard) his whole entire life and now that he cannot, he should be able to take from the fund that he has paid into his entire working life. He isn't a stripper receiving disability because she gets depressed that she has a crappy job (she shops my store when she isn't busy pushing out more children and looking for "disabilities" in them) or a guy who miraculously recovered once he was deemed disabled. Nor is he a guy who lives near my store trying to get disability even though he can heft large appliances from his truck and drives hundred of miles a week looking for things to pick up and resell at his perpetual yard sale.
The person who is renting it from me now would like to have a roommate to split expenses. He is starting to see the crazy people that I warned him about. He has had a gut who wants to know if he can take mudbaths in the yard. I am not making that up. Some one actually wanted to know if I would be okay with him digging a mud pit in my yard for him to relax in. Feel better about yourself yet? You should, unless of course you are mud pit guy.
But back to the original rant- crazy tenants are every where I have discovered. I would never have dreamed of trying to stick someone with what I rightfully owed them. If you have rental properties and your tenants aren't crazy deadbeats, be glad. Be very glad. You'll thank me later.
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