You were having a tough time. I offered to let you live in my home. You moved in. You moved out. You stole my stuff and had your friends piss on my wall.
Bitch. —An Old Friend
This article appears in Aug 9-15, 2012.

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You were having a tough time. I offered to let you live in my home. You moved in. You moved out. You stole my stuff and had your friends piss on my wall.
Bitch. —An Old Friend
This article appears in Aug 9-15, 2012.
5 Comments
You pizzed them off …. they returned the favour!
The only time I ever allowed anyone to move in was a friend of mine from the ol’ neighbourhood. It went sour the morning after when I discovered all my hooch had been drunk by this boozehound before she decided to hitchhike to the nearest Hillbilly Hollow bar at 11 a.m. I dropped her off at a women’s shelter the next day. She still holds it against me, even after 15 years – just imagine how little I care.
I let someone stay with me for about 36 hours. I had to help them move some of their belongings BY FOOT to my place from the cheating douchebag’s place they were staying at. Why oh why didn’t Cheating Douchebag with the fancy dancy car just drive them? Because he was taking a bath. So fast forward a day and it’s 2am and I’m fast asleep.. this friend decides to move back in with Cheating Douchebag and move out their belongings at 2 fucking AM and wakes me up with the ruckus. Then, in case I wasn’t awake, they send me some text messages to let me know they left. It took me about an hour to fall back asleep and I needed to be up at 6. The day before my boyfriend at the time was leaving for Afghanistan and I lived in a bachelor apartment, so we didn’t get to say a proper “goodbye” because we had company, who stayed for a whole unnecessary day.
Moral of the story, let your friends sleep in their car.
damn… duly noted.
Second bitch. “An Old Friend” opens up their home to a friend “going through a tough time”. The friend moves in and, after an undefined period of time, moves out, lifts your “stuff” (drugs, furniture, laundry basket I’m not sure) and for punctuation has one of their friends urinate on your wall.
Now “an old friend” is going through a tough time. Solutions? a)get some new stuff, b) get some new friends and c) clean that wall. No good deed goes unpunished OP.
Glad to be of help.