I have finally hit the end of my rope with Random Gamer Guy...you know, Mr. Shits-his-pants?
So within the past three weeks, he has left the toilet seat and lid up -- and a fecal suprise dissolving in the toilet bowl -- eight times. Keep in mind, we only have the one bathroom. Also keep in mind, I have three cats and a dog...a dog that likes to drink out of the toilet if the seat and lid are up. A couple of the cats are also interested in drinking from the World's Biggest Drinking Fountain, given the chance. The first couple of times, I reminded Random Gamer Guy that hey, the pets will drink out of the toilet bowl, so put the seat and lid down; while I'm at it, flush, willya?
I guess because I have ovaries, Random Gamer Guy decided not to take me seriously...until my husband managed to baptize his own ass with filthy water during a 2 AM why-bother-turning-the-light-on-I-have-l
ark trip. Boe sat down, got his butt soaking wet, and turned on the light to mop up the water he splashed all over the floor. That's when he discovered Random Gamer Guy had taken a crap, left the seat and lid up, and not bothered to flush. So Boe had a chat with Random Gamer Guy, gave him what-for, and pointed out that RGG will make our pets sick if he continued the bathroom passive-aggressiveness.
It's happened six times since, and tonight was the final straw. In addition to the toilet shenanigans, Random Gamer Guy has not paid his rent.
I am so evicting him. In my municipality, I am supposed to give him 10 days. That' all I am willing to give him. My critters are my babies and he is endangering their health. Dude's gotta go.
I must say, I felt a certain dark pleasure when writing out the notice to vacate the premises. We'll see how everything goes.