Saturday, 1 October 2011

Blog - "The Vanishing Act"

A couple of people have noticed my general lack of activity lately, and I'd just like to apologise for that. Thankfully, my time away has only served to make me more opinionated than ever. In no way have I ran out of things to say.

A collapsed fire escape (high five for health and safety right there) resulted in my being told very politely to vacate the premises. My landlord was very apologetic, but fire safety being what it is, his choices were limited and I don't blame him at all.

Now, about a week before this happened, a girl moved on to my floor. I say girl rather than woman for reasons of petulance which will later become apparent. There was some history of sexual and physical abuse, but out of respect I won't delve any deeper into that.

I gave her somewhere to stay and agreed to find a new place with her rather than by myself. Having recognised the symptoms of her condition, I wanted to help.

She and her gigantic German Shepherd, Shadow, have been staying with me in my interim location for over a month now. She decided to add another flatmate. I accepted this as her needing a wider support network. She pressures me for bank statements, then she fails the credit check. She pressures me for references, then can't get a Guarantor to cover herself. She refuses to tell potential landlords that she has a pet, or smokes, or is a student, et cetera. Her casual denial of anything that might risk out future location is incredible. Then, of course, she fucks off for sixteen hours a day and leaves me with the dog without as much as a warning.

The final straw was, and this does make me laugh, paperwork. As I was preparing an Internal Tenancy Agreement to cover things like pets, rent and cleaning, she first refused to sign anything, then refused to believe that it could possibly be made legally binding. When I assured her otherwise, she called me a liar. I did not enjoy that.

Sometimes, when you look for the good in people, it simply isn't there. She's gone now. A week ago, I would have been worried. Now though, I simply feel much, much better.

Inside me, in some dark place, there's a happy person who, after two months of stress and work, is finally starting to wake up.

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