As I walk around surveying the damage caused by the Hurricane being left alone without any adult supervision for over a week I am again in complete awe of its destructive capabilities. This is how he left the house when he went away for a few days. Thanks dickhead.
Trash:
Kitchen trash is overfilled like always. There is also a half full kitchen trash bag next to the trash can that is over filled. Also, there is again another full trash bag by the front door. After cleaning all the random trash all over the place I had to take three full trash bags out to the outside trash cans...after not even being at the place in over a week!
Dishes:
Half are in his room and the other half are in the sink or on the counter. I had to do two full loads in the dishwasher before having any usable dishes...after not being at the place in over a week!
Random Shit:
I overfilled a laundry basket of his with all his items left laying all over the house. Shoes, socks, shirts, scarfs?, hats, underwear, books, magazines, trash, bongs, weed, stacks of 3x5 cards, and just about everything you could possibly imagine that should never be left in the common areas of a house you are sharing with someone.
On to more unusual things. After the smell of week old human feces is aired out we notice the house now reeks of mildew. Somehow this asshole left the front door open during a massive rainstorm (yes we actually had some heavy rain this year in so cal). By doing this it soaked the carpet near the front door. About a 4ftx8ft section of it. Did he have the good sense to put a towel down or try to dry it out with a fan? Of course not, Ill take care of that buddy, even though I haven't even been here in over a week!
During this rainstorm it was very VERY windy at the beach. I knew this because Shitass lives a few streets down but also because of how much water and sand got into the place. Lets go hypothetical for a second. Lets say you left the front door open during a major rain storm and you wake up because the wind keeps blowing in and rattling a picture that hangs on the wall in the kitchen. This rattling from the picture is really starting to annoy you...what would you do to fix it? Close the wide open front door?
Well the Hurricane has his own solution. Yep, he grabbed a paper plate from the kitchen and strategically placed it behind the poster to keep it from making noise. This is one clever Hurricane let me tell ya.
We later discovered another wet carpet area under the fireplace...
SA: It's wet over here under the fireplace too...
BD: How the fuck did the rain get in there, there's no windows near it?
SA: Oh man, BD, it smells like piss.
BD: Shut the F up...
SA: Hahahah he plugged the toilet, kept shitting in it but started pissing under your fireplace!
BD: No way, there's no way.
SA: It fucking smells like urine, come smell it!
BD: I remain willfully ignorant of this discovery thanks.
After cleanup the house was back to looking awesome. It was a pleasant four days until the Hurricane returned, and the mess started piling up right away. I took daily kitchen photos so I can put together a time lapse of the Hurricane storm, from spotless clean to standard Hurricane filth. Monday, the first day back he left a taco bell bag and jack in the box bag (who the fuck goes to two different fast food places during lunch anyway) on the counter. That was LAST Monday...its still there today, and today is the following Thursday.
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