Alfred is gone, FINALLY!, but it wasn’t without a few final insults. We expected something to happen because he is the kind of character who needs to ‘win’ and he needs to have the last word. Allrite! Go for it.

Today he sends us an email and informed us that he corresponded directly with the agency and the landlord.

Well, what is that? All the time it’s our business to deal with the landlord and the agency and now? That’s just the last confirmation of his backstabbing intentions! 🙂

Don’t worry mate, we’ve got you covered! Check out -> www.the-mooch.com.

I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but it doesn’t matter anymore. You are one of the worst opportunistic freeloaders of all time and we just ask you to consider …

(1) When you threaten someone you better be sure you know whom you are talking to!
(2) Google yourself from time to time, you will be unpleasantly surprised in the near future. 🙂
(3) Guess how much nonsense someone could do with a copy of your passport.
(4) Guess how much damage someone could do with your BSN Number.
(5) Guess how much fun someone could have with the copies of your bills you left behind.

Come back from time to time and you will see yourself shouting and insulting everyone! You remember? We had a CCTV in the house! Naaaa,…… I don’t need to do this…. Or do I?

🙂

Surely we need to chase Alfred for the keys. This is his last farewell present for us and we didn’t expect anything else.

Party time, he is finally gone but took the keys with him.

When you sharing an apartment it’s crucial that everyone adheres to the rules of social understanding and treat each other with respect, but that’s not always the case, because sometimes you encounter someone behaving like living in a hotel.

Alfred is one of them. We invited him into our house because we thought that he might be a good flatmate, but we couldn’t be more wrong. He turned out to be the most unpleasant person we’ve ever met and in the end, he was lucky that we didn’t lose our temper because of a behaviour like this other people got a serious answer.

He did absolutely nothing in the flat, except causing stress and irritations. He took advantage of us, enjoyed our work organizing everything and just ‘parasited’, but when he wanted something for himself he was very persistent, actually penetrant. Numerous calls, texts and messages when he needed something, but everything else was ‘our business’.

Well, a few impressions. He cleans only ‘partially’, which means that he only ‘cleans’ his stuff and everything else need to be done by someone else. Like here, the dustbin was filled up and what did he do? Well, a new bag, but dump the full one near the bin and waiting for someone else to bring it down. He is living here for nearly two months and he actually doesn’t know how to open the bin outside.

Lazy TWAT!

Well,

did you really think that you will stay until the end of the month, continue to behave like living in a hotel, in the end not pay the bills and then just leave?

Did you really think that you can just leave all the mess behind you? NOPE!

I already know that I don’t have to expect anything from you, but crap and NOW I tell you now what you will do. You will leave the house BEFORE me and you will NOT return.

I will leave the flat at the 23.rd, I will change the locks that day and anything remaining in the flat will be removed at the 23.rd 12:00 by movers to clean.

You have the chance to remove your stuff the whole week until 23.rd 12:00 and I suggest you take the opportunity to avoid any further costs on my side.

To clarify. I went to the Weesp police station and they told me that I do have the right to change the locks because I am the MAIN tenant and the lease is on me.

Have a good life and I hope you never see us again.

We just came home from a long walk, it’s a sunny day and we used the opportunity to get a bit fresh air in our heads when a guy with a ZIGGO t-shirt approached us and asked where to find the Dichtershof. We told him to walk around the building because the main entrance is on the other side.

And then suddenly there is this ZIGGO Technician standing in our kitchen ready to install Alfred’s internet connection in our house, WTF? I thought the “internet issue” is solved, but it looks like there is still an area for stress and discussion.

He fucks us up, didn’t speak to us for days and now this ‘surprise’? Is he totally bonkers? We are still the main tenants and there is a working internet available. So what is he thinking? Is there actually one reasonable brain cell left?

Sunday morning. Easter morning and before the first coffee the stress arrives.

Alfred: “Were is the vacuum cleaner?”

Vil: “For you out of service, because you didn’t pay anything for cleaning stuff. I bought everything last month with my last money and I am not your service agency and this is no hotel.”

He comes near me and invades my range of privacy. It’s a pretty aggressive statement’ and I don’t feel very well with that. I better back off, but not for me, for him. I don’t want to explode.

Alfred: “Bla, bla, bla….. another threat…. bla…. bla… bla…!”

I decide ignore him, there is no use to continue this useless discussions, I will leave the house and have a walk, because I don’t really know how to keep calm if he continues to bother me.

Are you fucking joking? You behave like a tool and now you still have demands? Just to let you know, that the hotel service is over. I don’t know which planet you are from, but in our galaxy there is a basic understanding of decency and respect.