So, what do you do when you have (yet again) a huge frontal clash with your ex-landlord, who happens to be pitiable human waste as probably any landlord in this town?
(By the way, I think the right formula is
∀x, x = land{lord|lady} ⇒ x ≣ asshole)
Well, anyway – the short story is that I had been let an unfurnished house, and had been told that all the furniture actually there had been left by previous tenants. Since the house was now being sold (that’s the reason why I moved out, although after all the landlord decided not to sell the house because the money he would get was not enough for his greed), and he said he would throw away all the old furniture, I took with me a cracked chest of drawer, just to have something to hold my useless stuff in my new place. And the guy now says that that bunch of wooden crap is antique, that it belongs to him actually, and that he wants it back or will keep 150£ of my deposit (yes, that’s not a typo: 150£ for a bunch of rotten wood).
So this will likely go to court and the judge will have a fat laugh at that man’s idiocy, but in the meanwhile I have started the usual negotiate-warn-sue process with a finely crafted letter that is here for everybody’s enjoyment (and to pillory the landlord). Read it here for some fun. I’m obviously particularly fond of the part on my (unfortunately fake) leap year perversion towards the end.
