I am fuming right now. I will try to keep this short, since I can get long-winded on posts. This guy did some yard work for me a few months ago for really cheap. BUT, he had to run around to different houses in my neighborhood and borrow everything he needed: ladder, rake, lawnmower. I didn't give a shit. He seemed to know the people he was borrowing from and he was cheap. So then he gets done with the job and asks if he can leave the lawnmower in the backyard (red flag #1) and get a ride to the bus stop (red flag #2). Sometimes I can be too nice to the point of being stupid, so I run in the house, grab my Kel Tec P32 and slip it in the pocket and drive this SOB 20 minutes downtown to the bus station (he tried to mooch dinner out of me on the way). It takes him about a week to pick up the lawn mower. He shows up a few weeks later and asks to borrow some money. I laughed and asked if he was joking. He asked to leave his (borrowed) blower at my house, which I said yes to. Don't know what the hell I was thinking.
So tonight he shows up with the blower on his bike and asks if he can stick his blower in my backyard again. He tells me he owns the blower. I have been trying to get rid of this fucker for weeks so I call his bluff. The rest I will do as dialogue to make it easier:
Me "You told me last time you borrowed the blower and now you own it? So which is it?"
Him "I am responsible for it so it's like I own it. I mean I borrow it, but I know the guy and all."
Me "You can't be leaving other people's stuff here all the time. I'm not a storage facility for you. And how am I supposed to trust you? You just told me two different stories and I don't know who you borrowed that from"
Him "It's not like it's hot or anything."
Me "I never said it was hot. All I am asking is for you to be straight with me."
Him "You ain't gotta be a dick about it."
Me "Get the hell out of here. I don't need this shit."
MF "Fuck you then."
At this point I lost my shit. Here is an asshole who I have let leave his "borrowed" shit at my house and acts like I am the dick.
I told him to fuck off and to never come here again, that he was ungrateful piece of shit, etc. This was all happening on my front door step. Hope my neighbors didn't hear me!
So as he is riding off, he is yelling about how he IS the law around here, fuck you, etc.
I got pretty damn flustered by the whole thing. This kind of shit gets under my skin and will keep me pissed for days. I think I need anger management or something.
So here are the questions:
1) How many of you keep a pistol near the front door in case you ever need it? Once me and him started getting into it, I started to think about where I had any firearm close-by. I live on a busy street so I wasn't real worried about a fist fight in the front yard, but I was wishing there was a pistol by the front door in case I needed it.
2) I know it was stupid of me to ever do anything with this guy once he left that lawn mower here the first time. But, under the circumstances of what happened tonight, who would have done what differently (assuming you were stupid enough like me to let this prick keep coming around long enough for this to happen)?
3) Should I do anything now? I have his supposed first name and a phone number on a piece of paper from the first time he was here. I wanted to ask for a driver's license but I didn't want to be a dick. Now I know I should have. Anyway, he does a lot of work in this neighborhood so I should be able to find out who he is if he gets cute. Should I call the police with a "This guy who mowed my yard" story? Seems kinda puss to me. Whaddya think fellas?