SternWake
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I know this guy. He lived near to where I park, on private property, legally. I would never consider him a friend. I kept him at a Distance, as he is scatterbrained enough that the Meth rumors surrounding him are likely true. His Behavior definitely falls inline with 'tweeker'. He is obviously an Alcoholic. Also, a liar, Every body owes him this or that and screwed him out of this and that and owes him exorbitant sums. On and on along these lines. Getting roped into conversation with him is and always was high on my avoidance list. Everybody nearby feels the same way. Last year I lent him 40$ on the condition that he walks away and leaves me alone without another word. I knew I'd never see it payed back, but I wanted him gone, and that cost 40$. Worth it, and I did not see him for months.
He was sharing a mortgage with a female friend of his, and quit paying his portion many moons ago. Things came to a head, words were said, lawyers were brought in, threats made, restraining orders filed. None of my business. Just Gossip I could not help hearing.
He was Evicted. After removing the things he wanted, the whole street rejoiced at his departure. Junk trucks, large box trucks and many laborers were hired to remove all his pack rat possessions he did not remove. They were there 8 hours a day for 3 days. That was about 10 days ago
Yesterday, he knocks on My Van, frazzled, smelly, wild eyed, apologetic, ashamed, hungry. No money, No current vehicle registration or insurance, Ear infection, Nail in his tire, friends stealing his possessions, no gas, no friends left willing to help, no hope. He asks me to send a text message so that he can get some of his possessions and sell them. I Do not want my phone number associated with any of the people who are holding his possessions, but pass the messages anyway, and relate the replies.
I filled up his leaking Nailed tire to 65 PSI, I fed him a Clif bar, some vitamins, some Aleve, and offered some hot water and a towel to wash his face and shave, and eventually he left, thankfully. His mere presence is exhausting, but I feel bad for the guy. However I also don't want the guy coming back around by being too friendly or generous.
This morning I awake early to have a productive day.
Knock knock, again. The absolute last person in the world I want to see when i awake. He has been sleeping in his truck with a shell. Another sob story, parked in spot X, harrassed by homeowners, relocate to spot Y, harrassed again. Said he moved 4 times overnight, got no sleep. Who knows if this is true. The no sleep part looked true. I'd recommended some places where I hear that people can do so without harrassment by the law, but they are all 'too far away' and 'he does not have enough gas'.
Needs to send text messages again. I sigh, but send them.
I share my breakfast, and he is ashamed to accept it. Very apologetic, but very thankful and polite. Says he is at the end of his rope, and walks off, sits down and starts Sobbing. Guy in his 50's just losing it.
Other residents in the area( affluent) see him and raise an Eyebrow, lock their doors, and drive off.
I get a reply text , relate it, and off he goes to meet whomever for whatever purpose.
My plans on earning some money today were foiled by his presence, as he freaks people out, and I don't want his stank sticking to me.
I hope he was able to sell some stuff.
I Hope he does not come back. The restraining order means he should not even be on this street at all.
I don't want to cause issues for the guy, but other residents on this street are considering causing him issues by calling the Law. He has a fake registration sticker on his truck. Perhaps three hots and A cot are what this guy needs. I certainly won't be calling the cops on him, but longtime residents on this street are planning on doing so if he comes back.
I hope to heck he finds something, elsewhere, but he can't seem to help himself, and apparently does not see any need to actually earn money.
How I hope he does not come back. He ruined any chance i had at achieving peace of mind these last 2 days. I don't think I've seen a person fall lower, but the thing is, it was so predictable. He never worked that I know of, but up untill last year, seemed to have money. I guess it ran out. Instead of working, he's move dirt back and forth in his yard on a house he could not pay the mortgage upon
The owner of the land on which I park, told me to tell him to Eff off if he comes back again.
If my finances were in good condition, I'd just go on a road trip for a week or two, but a few stay at home moms on the street prefer that I stay, they are that scared of him.
Few people on this street used to lock their doors, Now they all do.
Anybody else run into something like this?
He was sharing a mortgage with a female friend of his, and quit paying his portion many moons ago. Things came to a head, words were said, lawyers were brought in, threats made, restraining orders filed. None of my business. Just Gossip I could not help hearing.
He was Evicted. After removing the things he wanted, the whole street rejoiced at his departure. Junk trucks, large box trucks and many laborers were hired to remove all his pack rat possessions he did not remove. They were there 8 hours a day for 3 days. That was about 10 days ago
Yesterday, he knocks on My Van, frazzled, smelly, wild eyed, apologetic, ashamed, hungry. No money, No current vehicle registration or insurance, Ear infection, Nail in his tire, friends stealing his possessions, no gas, no friends left willing to help, no hope. He asks me to send a text message so that he can get some of his possessions and sell them. I Do not want my phone number associated with any of the people who are holding his possessions, but pass the messages anyway, and relate the replies.
I filled up his leaking Nailed tire to 65 PSI, I fed him a Clif bar, some vitamins, some Aleve, and offered some hot water and a towel to wash his face and shave, and eventually he left, thankfully. His mere presence is exhausting, but I feel bad for the guy. However I also don't want the guy coming back around by being too friendly or generous.
This morning I awake early to have a productive day.
Knock knock, again. The absolute last person in the world I want to see when i awake. He has been sleeping in his truck with a shell. Another sob story, parked in spot X, harrassed by homeowners, relocate to spot Y, harrassed again. Said he moved 4 times overnight, got no sleep. Who knows if this is true. The no sleep part looked true. I'd recommended some places where I hear that people can do so without harrassment by the law, but they are all 'too far away' and 'he does not have enough gas'.
Needs to send text messages again. I sigh, but send them.
I share my breakfast, and he is ashamed to accept it. Very apologetic, but very thankful and polite. Says he is at the end of his rope, and walks off, sits down and starts Sobbing. Guy in his 50's just losing it.
Other residents in the area( affluent) see him and raise an Eyebrow, lock their doors, and drive off.
I get a reply text , relate it, and off he goes to meet whomever for whatever purpose.
My plans on earning some money today were foiled by his presence, as he freaks people out, and I don't want his stank sticking to me.
I hope he was able to sell some stuff.
I Hope he does not come back. The restraining order means he should not even be on this street at all.
I don't want to cause issues for the guy, but other residents on this street are considering causing him issues by calling the Law. He has a fake registration sticker on his truck. Perhaps three hots and A cot are what this guy needs. I certainly won't be calling the cops on him, but longtime residents on this street are planning on doing so if he comes back.
I hope to heck he finds something, elsewhere, but he can't seem to help himself, and apparently does not see any need to actually earn money.
How I hope he does not come back. He ruined any chance i had at achieving peace of mind these last 2 days. I don't think I've seen a person fall lower, but the thing is, it was so predictable. He never worked that I know of, but up untill last year, seemed to have money. I guess it ran out. Instead of working, he's move dirt back and forth in his yard on a house he could not pay the mortgage upon
The owner of the land on which I park, told me to tell him to Eff off if he comes back again.
If my finances were in good condition, I'd just go on a road trip for a week or two, but a few stay at home moms on the street prefer that I stay, they are that scared of him.
Few people on this street used to lock their doors, Now they all do.
Anybody else run into something like this?