After quiet and uneventful life of Airbnb host lately i like everyone else had my “fun” day with my guests.
The guest who i described few days ago who wanted to cook meat and then found a solution to make grill in a park went completely crazy on us. The last 3 days he after his official stay of 1 week he started displaying signs of very limited finances. He paid me but i there was some chasing involved around him. The last day went like this:
- 11 am, Mike is still in his room. I asked him to leave. Mike agrees and says that his girlfriend will pick him in half an hour. I never saw any women here for the past 9 days, and the dude would not leave the house even for 1 one hour except for grilling.
- 2 hours later he asks me if he can stay in his room since girfriend is in a hospital (lie) and will pick him up in 2 hours. I said NO, and asked him to leave immediately
- He leaves bags in a hallway without asking and goes outside. An hour later he comes in and without a word goes to use bathroom. After he steps outside, i change code on the door, and ask him to leave again.
Again , his girlfriend is her way. I ask him to go to Starbucks, he sayd he cant as girfriend knows this adress and his phone is disconnected. - 5 pm. My next door neighbor calls and said they are freaking out of the dude sitting on a driveway and chain smoking for 4 hours now. I explain to them situation and they say i should call police because its not normal
- 9 pm, Mike is still there on our driveway
- 10 pm Another neighbour calls
- Midnight. I call police. Police car comes within seconds. I am surprised at such speed go outside…but… the police is here for my other guest who has couples disagreement with his visiting girlfreind and it got heated up.
- 1 am, i have 6 police cars blocking the street. Mike finally leaves dragging his lagguage to Sheridan street.
Angry couple sits on a kitchen with my husband. It reminds me a divorce court TV show. My husband is playing king Solomon and those 2 love birds telling him each their own story. - 2 am. I come down to the kitchen and i probably look terrifying in my rage that i cant get any sleep. I dont even have to say a word, in a few seconds kitchen goes into complete silence and i am going into deep sleep without dreams.