Well, it’s not the best of circumstances...got cheated on and had to move out, but luckily, I was the one that bought (or brought) anything into the apartment. The look on her face walking into an apartment with no furniture or beds or coffee tables/end tables, chest of drawers, the modem and all cable boxes as well as all the TV’s was priceless. I left 2 plates, 2 spoons, 2 forks, 2 knives and a couple of fold out chairs sitting in the living room...no beds or couches or chairs (that didn’t come out of a nylon bag) was priceless...I just wish I could’ve been there the next day when the electric company shut off the utilities that I “accidentally” forgot to tell her about along with my call to the main office that our apartment no longer had renters insurance which is a requirement of living there...oops!
Kinda felt bad about literally taking her daughters bed and putting it in the dumpster in front of our building, but then realized her daughter was 20 years old and hadn’t paid a single nickel for rent or food in 8-9 months, so, that bad feeling melted away pretty easily.
Hell may hath no fury as a woman scorned, but hell also hath no fury as the guy with the credit score to not have to have co-signers or have to pay an assload of money up front because of her bad credit
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