I spent 7 hrs today helping a friend clean her rental property.

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The tenant had moved out without cleaning.
Some people live like pigs.
Worse, even.
I don't understand it - how can people live in such filth?
Don't they notice the stench? The piles of refuse you have to step over to move from room to room? The layers of grease coating every surface in the kitchen?
 
The tenant had moved out without cleaning.
Some people live like pigs.
Worse, even.
I don't understand it - how can people live in such filth?
Don't they notice the stench? The piles of refuse you have to step over to move from room to room? The layers of grease coating every surface in the kitchen?

Iceheads.

That is what it does to you. You don't give a shit about the shit.

Have your friend screen her next tenants more carefully.
 
I used to do that very job- and I loved it. People leave such cool shit when they move out- entire furniture sets, grills, TVs- it's awesome!
 
Iceheads.

That is what it does to you. You don't give a shit about the shit.

Have your friend screen her next tenants more carefully.

They weren't druggies.
My youngest son goes to school with their youngest son. Always neatly dressed, very polite.
But lived in filth with his parents :(
 
I used to do that very job- and I loved it. People leave such cool shit when they move out- entire furniture sets, grills, TVs- it's awesome!

There was absolutely nothing salvageable in that house.
And it will need to be fumigated.
It is filled with fleas :eek:
 
There was absolutely nothing salvageable in that house.
And it will need to be fumigated.
It is filled with fleas :eek:

Not even scrap metal or art supplies?

You know, if the kid was well dressed, they might have done that as a final "fuck you" to the landlord. I've known people who've done that before. They were, for the most part, assholes.
 
The tenant had moved out without cleaning.
Some people live like pigs.
Worse, even.
I don't understand it - how can people live in such filth?
Don't they notice the stench? The piles of refuse you have to step over to move from room to room? The layers of grease coating every surface in the kitchen?

Sounds like heaven
 
Not even scrap metal or art supplies?

You know, if the kid was well dressed, they might have done that as a final "fuck you" to the landlord. I've known people who've done that before. They were, for the most part, assholes.

I sorta knew what we were in for - my son went home with the boy one afternoon after school, and refused to ever go back!
That was in October last year.
 
Every now and again, I'll help a friend out with the places he owns.....as candicame said, there is indeed a silver lining. Sometimes.

Other times, the things that folks leave behind/do to homes are pure fucking nightmare fuel.

One of the best places I did for him, he tried to pay a garbage truck crew under the table to do the work. A neighbor noticed and asked the guys to come pick up his stuff too (neighbor wasn't going to pay) and when they didn't, their supervisor was called and they had to empty the truck and give back the money.

I was able to not only dump the stuff myself, but since it was metal, I got paid on top of that too. :D

Worst - A wall that had a colony of ants and spiders living in it, after removing a cupboard the mouse that was on top of it turns out to actually have "glued" itself in place having been there so long, plus in one room whenever they needed a new carpet, they just threw a new one on top (had about 7-8 layers of carpeting to cut through) Add on that a hole not only allowed you to see from an upstairs bedroom into the kitchen but outside simultaneously...I'm surprised we got the place looking great afterwards.
 
Here's a question.

What's the monthly rental fee?

If it's a dump (by price and/or other) it naturally attracts people who will treat it as such.
 
The tenant had moved out without cleaning.
Some people live like pigs.
Worse, even.
I don't understand it - how can people live in such filth?
Don't they notice the stench? The piles of refuse you have to step over to move from room to room? The layers of grease coating every surface in the kitchen?


Your friend is so lucky to have you as her friend!
 
The tenant had moved out without cleaning.
Some people live like pigs.
Worse, even.
I don't understand it - how can people live in such filth?
Don't they notice the stench? The piles of refuse you have to step over to move from room to room? The layers of grease coating every surface in the kitchen?

So here's a gross story that my Gramps told me about a drug-bust he worked. Lucky had a scent- they had a warrant. So they go to this chick's house- and it's fucking nasty like that. Like, garbage everywhere- looked like a place off "Hoarders". So Lucky goes strait for the couch and starts digging. Obviously, Gramps thinks he's found her stash. But the dog eventually comes up with a couple slices of loose lunch meat.

There are people in the world who can lose loose chunks of meat in their couch- and not know or care. That is the world that we live in. This chick had three kids living in that house that they had to take.
 
So here's a gross story that my Gramps told me about a drug-bust he worked. Lucky had a scent- they had a warrant. So they go to this chick's house- and it's fucking nasty like that. Like, garbage everywhere- looked like a place off "Hoarders". So Lucky goes strait for the couch and starts digging. Obviously, Gramps thinks he's found her stash. But the dog eventually comes up with a couple slices of loose lunch meat.

There are people in the world who can lose loose chunks of meat in their couch- and not know or care. That is the world that we live in. This chick had three kids living in that house that they had to take.

Boy, I'd sure love to fuck her...
 
When I was a GAL, I went into a trailer that had various holes in the walls, floor and ceiling...the kids were covered in fleas and half starved....and in their closet was a hog snake that had crawled inside for the mice in the place

:eek:

(I am dealthy afraid of snakes!)
 
When I was a GAL, I went into a trailer that had various holes in the walls, floor and ceiling...the kids were covered in fleas and half starved....and in their closet was a hog snake that had crawled inside for the mice in the place

:eek:

(I am dealthy afraid of snakes!)


A jobless single mommy?
 
A jobless single mommy?

No, she was married and had three kids and the Dad was abusing them all. She was borderline retarded. I literally mean retarded.

She had already had another child taken away long ago. The stepfather had the child chained in the spare bedroom and would piss on him and put his cigarettes out on him.

:mad::mad::mad::mad:
 
Here's a question.

What's the monthly rental fee?

If it's a dump (by price and/or other) it naturally attracts people who will treat it as such.

We do our rentals weekly - this place goes for AU$280/week.
4 bedrooms, 2 living areas, office, 2 bathrooms, walk-in storeroom.
It's a nice place. Not up to my personal standard, but then I'm a fussy bitch!
 
No, she was married and had three kids and the Dad was abusing them all. She was borderline retarded. I literally mean retarded.

She had already had another child taken away long ago. The stepfather had the child chained in the spare bedroom and would piss on him and put his cigarettes out on him.

:mad::mad::mad::mad:


That's horrible!

I suppose the parents should be get arrested, right?
 
Years ago I helped a friend move from their first house to a larger property. When they had viewed it, it was very cluttered with the belongings of the family including seven children in a three-bedded house. His wife, then 7 months pregnant, was (and is) extremely house proud. They knew that the larger house would need some cleaning but she thought she could do it over the first week in the new-to-them house.

As usual at that time there were legal hiccups on the day. Although they should have had possession at noon, they didn't get the keys until 6pm, which was after dark at that time of year.

My friend and I loaded some furniture in the hired van and drove to the house. We left his wife cleaning the rooms we had emptied.

The larger house was 'empty' but the people moving out had taken all the light bulbs with them. I drove to the nearest convenience store and bought a dozen or so. When we had installed them we saw that the place was absolutely filthy. Apart from dirt everywhere, behind the cooker was three inches thick of congealed grease. In the younger children's bedroom was a two foot high pile of used diapers and the carpet was crawling with larvae.

The intention had been that his wife would come on the second trip to oversee the placement of furniture. We couldn't let her see the mess. She might have gone into labour with the shock. I went back to the convenience store to buy an assortment of cleaning items. While I was gone my friend dumped the used diapers and that bedroom's carpet outside, hidden behind the garage.

I remained at the house, frantically cleaning the kitchen and living room, while my friend returned to the old house for "curtains". I had scraped off the grease where the cooker had been and made the kitchen look cleanish, by the time he returned. We cleaned the living room, the bathroom and toilet, and the main bedroom before bringing more furniture.

I had to clean all the curtain rails and fittings before we could hang the curtains in the living room and the clean bedroom.

When she finally arrived, with the last load of furniture, the old house was sparkling clean and ready for the new owners arriving at 12 noon tomorrow. But the larger house was only superficially clean in a few rooms - nowhere near the wife's expected standard. We tried to make it look better by using lower wattage bulbs saying "that was all the convenience store had".

The next day, in daylight, the skimpiness of our cleaning was obvious despite many hours of work before the wife had arrived. We had to admit that the house had been absolutely filthy. She didn't believe us until she went to look at the discarded diapers and carpet.

It took the three of us a week to get close to the cleanliness she expected and the "younger children's" bedroom had to be redecorated, the floor sanded and recarpeted before their son arrived.

It wasn't the filthiest dwelling I had ever been in, but it came close.
 
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