So the guy who keeps pissing on the floor swears he didn’t piss on the floor, even though both my mother and I have basically caught him. Every time he stays here, my mom and I collaborate on making sure it’s him who has been pissing on the floor. Mom went to the bathroom, checked the floor thoroughly before and after she was done. No pee. Old Trump lover went to the bathroom shortly thereafter. 10 minutes after he was done, and back asleep, I went into the bathroom and there was a puddle of piss on the floor in front of the toilet. The next time he was here, mom decided to check before and after. No pee before he went in, after he was done, lots of pee. When she told my brother about it, he went off on her, yelling and screaming, “He said it wasn’t him, that he’s been careful not to get anything on the floor! Stop making my friend feel like shit!” We have literally verified that he’s been pissing on the floor and he’s fucking lying about it.
We also suspect that he’s stolen a few things from us. “Small” things that most people probably wouldn’t miss, but we miss them because we’re poor and we know what we have. Mom is diabetic and sometimes has sugar crashes, so she always keeps a Pepsi or 2 in the fridge, just in case. I am also diabetic, and sensitive to the artificial sweetener aspartame, so I specifically buy drinks that are sweetened with sucralose. Those drinks are difficult to find here. The first and second time he was here, mom had Pepsi’s go missing. Last week I had one of my drinks go missing, as well as some of my food. I had $5 in my wallet that also went missing. He and my brother swear it wasn’t him, but who the fuck else could it be?? I’m not taking my mom’s Pepsi’s, neither is my dad, and they’re not taking my food or drinks, or my $5. I’m tired of this shit, but my mom is too nice of a person to tell the guy he can’t stay here anymore, because she feels sorry for him.
