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Her name was....well we'll just call her Whorechata, for 2 reasons. 1. She was Mexican (like Horchata, the drink), but so am I so it's okay. and 2. EVERY week she would have some new guy wrapped around her finger buying her stuff. It's was sicking! First of all she treated her mini pug like crap. Poor thing! She would lock him in the bathroom all day, leaving him there to sit in his own feces. And then she would leave him out on the patio well into the late night, if not all day, where the poor puppy became INFESTED with fleas. She then let's the dog back into the house to run around, and sure enough my cats get infested with fleas and I start getting bit up like crazy. I explain to her that not only do my cats now have fleas, but I'm being bitten up, and begged her to please get flea medication for her dog. Did she? No. Aside from that she always filled the fridge with more food than any one person could eat, leaving it to go bad and then leaving me to clean it out. The best part had to have been when she asked us 3mo into our 12mo lease to move out because her parents were getting divorced and her 19yo brother needed a place to stay. WTF? I mean I was thankful to have an out and to no longer have to live there, but moving, after just moving, was a nightmare. She then tried to claim that we needed to pay her rent and utilities for the rest of the month we weren't going to live there, and put up a fight when i broke the numbers down and explained why I owed her jack-shi*. :-p 10months after moving out I get a phone call from the apartment complexes lawyer saying that we owed $400. Yeah, they called us for the $, because she moved out and changed her phone #.
What a bi*ch
What a nightmare.