Thursday, March 22, 2012

Frontier Landlord

Okay...not quite, but close.






All this talk of dealing with troublesome tenants brings back memories. My parents owned rental property for many years, and it was quite profitable for them...but it didn't get off to a great start. Because Dad worked all day, Mom was dealing with the tenants. Mom wasn't mean enough to be a landlord. She was friendly and easygoing and far too trusting. She'd fall for even the lamest of sob stories. As a result, people tried to take advantage of her. They soon learned that was a mistake. If they gave Mom a bad time, they'd have to deal with Dad...and nobody wanted to be in that position.


Dad didn't take crap off anyone, and he had bullshit radar. They quickly learned not to call his bluff. If he told them, for example, he'd make them move if they were late with their rent one more time, they knew better than to even ask for an extention. One night, he watched a tenant who'd been warned try to leave in the middle of the night--with their headlights turned off.






And then there was the hooker. She lied about her, uh, profession on the application, but the traffic going in and out was a dead giveaway. Dad and Robert, the policeman who lived across the street, went up there and cleaned house--Dad with a heavy chain over his shoulder and Robert with his service revolver. The hooker was in the bedroom with a john and two more johns were waiting in the living room. Dad and Robert had them scattering like cockroaches. Mom went up and packed up the not-so-happy hooker's stuff the next day, but she never came back for it.






Robert discovered one of the johns was wanted for a double murder over in Illinois. Leave it to those two to even scare the crap out of a killer.






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15 comments:

  1. Oh, I can only imagine how experiences like that would irritate a landlord! Your dad must have gone through the roof more then once!

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  2. He and Robert took great pleasure in the many facets of stupidity. They'd get ticked off but laugh about it afterward.

    I think I told you about the time I beat up one of their tenants....

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  3. Wow, those little ball playing brats sound pretty tame after that story!

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    1. I have to save the best story for another post, but the short version is this: he once threw a couple out in the middle of the night. Another neighbor who sold them a car took it back the same night. And then, as if they weren't already in deep enough, they ticked off a sheriff's deputy.

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  4. One of his longtime colleagues once responded to a stubborn tenant's refusal to leave by barricading him inside the house. The sheriff called Hank late, after midnight, and said, "Hank, that guy's down there yelling his head off. Go let him out, will you?"

    Hank said, "Buck, it's late. I'll let him out in the morning." And he went back to bed!

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  5. That's a tactic not soon forgotten!

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  6. Hank Collins was quite a character. Ticking him off was even riskier than ticking my dad off.

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  7. Norma, what a great story! My dad ownes and manages rental property, too! His stories aren't quite as exciting as your dad's, but he's seen some doozies. His BS radar is outstanding. When you're a landlord, I guess it has to be!

    BTW, thanks for getting my book! Hope you enjoy it:). I have two of yours, Chasing the Wind and The Final Hours. I'll post reviews for you as well after I've read them!

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  8. The one thing that a good landlord has to remember is that you don't make threats--you make promises. After enough empty threats, tenants realize you're just bluffing. If you issue a warning, you've got to be willing to follow through if they don't comply.

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  9. OK, this is the best post ever ! Now I want to read about you beating up the tenant !
    It is always good to have the sheriff living across the street.

    I have two really great stories about my Mum... she was a true Lady but..... you didn't mess with her.

    Norma you are a hoot !

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. I'm pretty sure I write about it here before...probably about a year ago. I'll repost it for you!

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    2. And you should blog about your mother! We'd love to read about her!

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    3. That was supposed to read "wrote," not "write!" If only these posts could be edited after posting, it would make life so much easier!

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  10. Norma,

    This story would be great in a novel! My Dad at one time owned an apartment building, and he had some troublesome tenants, too. My Dad was a good man, but yes, like your father, he was a tough guy!

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