Well I know how they can do it. Not that I have done it. The trick is not
to keep moving in the same city. You pay what you have to pay to get into
the place. Usually first, last and damage deposit. And then you just don't
pay again. This works best if you have an out of town or better still, out
of state landlord.
Then there are all sorts of tricks to buy you time on your your utilities.
First off, don't set up for automatic payments. When you get the late
notice, call and insist that you sent the check. Then when you get the next
notice, send a check but either don't sign it or mess up the amount in some
way so they can't cash it. These things buy you time. Another thing some
places will go for at least for a while is partial payments.
"Borrow" things from neighbors. Like food. And then never pay them back.
Get in with some churches and get them to give you things. Like oddly
enough a car repair for next to nothing. Yes! We actually had a neighbor
who did all of these things.
She called me in a panic one morning and said that her car had broken down.
She was freaking out. She had a little girl, a baby and a daughter who was
my daughter's age. The kids always looked like ragamuffins. Filthy bodies
and clothing and hair all matted. Begged me to come pick up the daughter
and take her to school. Why she was driving the girl to school, I don't
know. We did have a bus. However this girl was usually barely in time for
the bus, running out the door with a piece of food in her mouth because her
mom made her eat it.
So I took the girl to school and then shortly before school was out, the mom
begged me to take her to her mechanic so that she could get her car. Not
sure how she got it there but I do know that her husband had arrived at the
broken down vehicle at about the same time that I did. She said that the
mechanic was not far away. Sure, not far if you think Kirkland is not far!
Worse still she took me on backroads so I had *no* idea where we were going.
Then we arrived at some sort of a church or something with monks. She said
it was the only place she could go because they wouldn't charge her for the
repair. Oh whatever! That was not a fun time.
She complained to me about how she was overheating very badly and was
breastfeeding this baby. Even had to relactate for him because he was
allergic to everything under the sun. So I gave her a fairly new air
conditioner that we had. We couldn't use it in our house but her windows
were different and she said that they could. They never installed it. I
think they sold it.
They also had no computer. The husband was constantly calling me and asking
me to print off Mapquest and other things for him. Which I did. For a
brief while. He told me that he did have access to a computer at work. I
told him to use that one then.
Then there was the cat incident. They left to go to Disneyland. Just one
of the many extended vacations they took during the school year. Asked me
to feed the cat. It was winter. They left the cat outside in the freezing
cold with a small coffee can filled with cheap dry food. No water. They
said the cat could drink from the stream in the backyard.
I checked. There was no place for the cat to sleep. I probably should have
called some organization but instead I parked my van in front of their house
and took the cat into the van for as many hours as I could. I bought him
good food, provided water and even a litter box. Then they came home and
gave the cat away! He was such a sweet cat. I would have taken him except
that my cat at the time hated other cats.
There were more incidents. I finally had a talk with the mom and told her
that her kids could not come to my house any more. They trashed my house
and stole from us. And the one that was my daughter's age said that she
didn't have to listen to what I said. That was the last straw.
But my daughter wanted to still be friends with this girl. So I allowed her
to play at their house for an hour or two at a time occasionally. I didn't
know it but the girls would ask her to bring over specific toys. They stole
them. We eventually found them thrown into the backyard along with some of
her clothing that I didn't realize they had stolen.
There were more incidents. A lot more. The mom would set things up so that
there would be an emergency. She had no babysitter. Could I please help?
Well that didn't last long. I finally just said that, "no": I could not
help.
The last time I did anything for them was when they moved. The girl that
was my daughter's age ran over here and had a breakdown in my house. She
wound up staying here all day and I fed her lunch and dinner. I finally
told her that she had to go home when it got dark. They had finished
packing by then.
They moved to the next city over. They told me that they were living in a
huge pink house by this certain market. I don't think so. There is no such
house in that area. We did see them in a different market. They acted like
they didn't know us. Not that I really wanted contact with them again.