Sunday, December 7, 2008

The End.

The best laid schemes and all that.. I couldn't have guessed how it would all end, but it was both surprising and, I suppose, inevitable. I should have known that I wasn't going to get out of that 10 week stint without some damage - and that's what happened. Are you sitting comfortably?

On Thursday morning I went into the en-suite bathroom that the Wee Git was using (as a favour and a privilege, since it is attached to the double bedroom and he was in the single bedroom) and noticed at once that a large crack had appeared on the base of the toilet. I examined it closely, and saw that the crack had come from an impact point just above it (where the outside of the toilet bowl curves out) and had spread down to the floor. Quite some damage, and probably unfixable, though it hasn't yet affected the toilet bowl, and isn't leaking. I wasn't best pleased, because that bathroom is (was) perfect, and immediately went downstairs and 'phoned the Language School to speak to the woman in charge of Host Families. I told her what I had found, and that I wasn't at all happy. She suggested that I should talk to the Wee Git about it when he came in. I went back upstairs and looked around for the piece of porcelain which had been chipped off - no sign - so I eventually emptied the small waste bin onto the carpet and there, nestling at the bottom, was the missing chip. It fitted perfectly. I now had a piece of evidence to the effect that whoever had done the damage had obviously decided to hide the evidence! I replaced all the rest of the rubbish in the bin and (luckily) kept the white chip in a safe place. I 'phoned back to the School and gave them the latest info. I had already called my plumber, only to be told that to supply and fix a new toilet (and remove the old one) would probably cost about £300. I was bloody furious by this time, and decided to go out and clear my head a bit.

When I came home, the Wee Git was already back from School, I asked him if he knew anything about the broken toilet. I was calm and perfectly polite. He denied all knowledge, and first of all said that it had been done when he arrived. Absolutely not. I knew this because I always clean the bathrooms to within an inch of their lives when I have guests or students. Then he said "Perhaps your Daughter?". That was as far as he got. Next " Perhaps your Friend?" I was livid that he should immediately seek to blame someone else. I told him that I was absolutely sure that it hadn't been cracked before HIS Friend stayed for one night a couple of weeks ago. He still denied all knowledge. Next I went to show him the contents of the bin - only to find, to my astonishment that he had emptied it!! This was the first time in 9 weeks that he had done any such thing! I asked him why he had done it and he blustered that surely I wanted him to empty it since he was going next week (?). I then showed him the perfectly-fitting chip which I had happily saved. He looked pale, but still denied all knowledge. I refused to speak to him for the rest of the evening, and over breakfast next day, told him that the woman from the School was coming to examine the damage. I could go on indefinitely, but suffice it to say that for two days he denied what was perfectly obvious, until I had had enough. And the opinion from the School was that he had pretty obviously done it, or knew how it had been done, and just wasn't telling. He kept on changing his story, and yet insisted that he was telling the truth. I won't bore you with all the details and the conversations, but in the end, yesterday, I'd had enough, and told him to go. He cried. And then, finally, offered to pay for the damage. I told the loathsome little creep that it was too late for that. He couldn't believe that I was actually throwing him out. He went off to spend the weekend in a Student House. This Student House is crowded, grubby, and he will have to cook for himself. He will also have to share a bathroom. He will hate it and, who knows, it may teach him something. Goodbye and good riddance. It will cost me probably £300 to fix the bathroom, and I'll lose this week's rent. I don't care - some things are more important than money. The End.

19 comments:

Maggie May said...

Oh blimey! That is awful.
Did he get drunk & kick the toilet? Why would he have done it? I would have wanted explanations.
I would have wanted some kind of compensation.
Still maybe you just needed to cut your losses and get him right away.
Fancy him crying! The big baby!

Rob Clack said...

Well done! Good riddance to the little shit! Check your buildings insurance.

auntiegwen said...

You were patience personified with him. I would pursue the school for the money, good riddance to him !

Expat mum said...

Hmmm - what an ending. But at least he's gone. For future events (hopefully there won't be any) - we Brits are too polite. If that had happened over here, he wouldn't have been given the chance to say whether he had or hadn't done it. The piece would be produced, and you would calmly say that since this wasn't broken when he arrived, and you found the piece in his bin etc., you will be expecting reimbursement for the damage.
You should also ask whether the Student program has liability insurance. It probably has.
Ding, dong, the git is gone!!!

Working mum said...

OMG What a weasel!!

How could he hide it and deny it.

Well, it just shows that for all his high and mighty ways he is lower than any of the people he looks down on!

Good riddance. And delight in the fact he is living in squalour in a student house!!

Yes, I would check all possible insurance claims via Language school and your house insurance.

Donna said...

Whoa!!!GOODNESS! Well, I'm glad he's gone. I'm Sure the school will pay for the damage...just tell them!! Calm down...
(did 'ja get those knickers in his bag in time??)WHAT???LOL....
Big old HUG to you sweetie!!

Leenie said...

Good question! Did you get the knickers in the bag? And did you have a good Departing Shot? Hope you get some finiancial help after being so generous with you home.

Suzysoo said...

What on earth were they doing to chip the toilet like that that's what I'd like to know?

And I'm not so sure about Wee Git any more....

BIG GIRL is starting to sound a bit appropriate as well!

Crystal Jigsaw said...

Your sanity is more important than money! Glad he's finally out of your hair.

CJ xx

Mean Mom said...

What a dreadful time you've had with him! I can't imagine how the toilet was broken.

It must be such a relief to have him out of the house.

Incidentally, I buy my crOtchless knickers online to save embarrassment.

(That was a joke, BTW. No, really!)

family affairs said...

Is everything OK? You've gone very quiet - forgot to mention I tagged you in my Christmas 7 (back a few posts) - that should cheer u up Lx

Donna said...

Just checking on you sweetie! Happy Christmas!!hughugs

Expat mum said...

I think you have quietly sunk into a post-git depression. Hope you are OK and have a Happy Xmas.

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi everyone - first of all an apology for not getting back to any of you sooner - I've not been feeling up to much!

Hi Maggie - it all seems a long time ago now, but it was awful. I'm just glad to see the back of him. M xx

Hi Rob - sorry for the delay. It's great that he's gone. Still haven't done anything about the insurance, but he admitted liability so the School is paying most of it. M :-)

Hi Auntie Gwen - see above - at least there is some compensation, but it really did get me down.
M :-(

Hi Expatmum, you are right, we are too polite. In the end we had a meeting at the School and he did admit he was in the wrong - after a lot of lies and dodging about. Thanks for both your visits and you're right, it really did get to me. I hope it never happens again! M xx

HI Working Mum, yes it was horrible really. Actually he bolted from the Student house, typically he couldn't take real life! M xx

Hi Donna, and thanks for both your visits. No, I didn't get anthing in his bags - in the end I just couldn't wait to get him out. It made me feel rather vulnerable to tell the truth - not nice at all! M xx

HI Leenie, well no I didn't, but it was worth losing the rent to have my house to myself again.M xx

Hi Suzysoo - well I have deduced that he was probably hoovering (or hovering) from where the crack was.
In the meeting he was emotional too! Anyway, at least he's gone!
M xx

Hi Crystal - how right you are. Trouble is, it's left a bad taste. M :-(

Hi Mean Mom - yes it was a pain, and the crotchless knickers were such a good idea! Never mind - at least I have my own space again. M xx

Hi Lulu, bless you for worrying. Actually, you're right, I haven't felt much like doing anything since. I will come over and check up on your Christmas tag - if it's not too late? M xx

Thank you, all my Blogging Friends - you're much more real than virtual. I'll pull myself together and get on with Christmas now. Merry Christmas to you all - and a very Happy Blogging New Year!

Suzysoo said...

Merry Christmas, M. Theres a little prezzie for you at mine. xx

Stinking Billy said...

margot, you *are* coming back, aren't you? That "The end" business is beginning to look ominous. We can't afford to lose you, lover. x

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi Suzy and thank you so much. I'll be putting my prezzie on in the next couple of days. Hope you have a lovey New Year. M xx

Hi Billy, well of course I am - you can't get rid of me that easily. Thank you so much for caring! M :-)

Debra in France said...

He's not a Wee Git he's a flippin' huge GIT! Unbelievalbe that he can lie and deny all knowledge of it. Good on your for chucking him out, maybe some time in the studen accommodation will make him realise how lucky he was to be at your house. Debra xx

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Dear Debra, so sorry it has taken me so long to reply to you - many apologies. Luckily I have put it in the past now - but he was a real pain and very difficult customer. He did own up to it in the end, but I'm glad it's all over. Now it's onwards and upwards! M xx