Let me give some background first...I haven't liked Guillermo for a while. I was optimistic at the beginning, all excited about living here and all it entailed. Then as I learned more about him and dealt with him more it soured fast.
He's a creepy SOB. Like, he's a trenchcoat away from flashing little girls in playgrounds creepy. He had told Jen all these stories about all the girls he's rented to, and how he had hooked up with them. Which, by the way, EWWWWW!!! Guillermo (aka Gagermo and Gargamel) is 47ish, no taller than me, stooped over, bad teeth, stank ass, unattractive and always wears the same clothes. He's no prime piece of meat like the hot Germans that are everywhere here.
Yadda yadda yadda, Jen and I start talking about moving out together. She's an awesome person, so that would be a blast. We'd tentatively started looking at places, then last week Gagermo got all drunk and pissed off and is kicking me out. He's currently mad at everyone.
So Jen and I have been looking (I'm supposed to be out on 10/2, although he still hasn't told me the date). Jen told him on Saturday that she would be leaving also. We had gone out for ice cream with Claudia that day, and when we got back she told him. Claudia told us later that Guillermo was bitching about how Jen would be moving in with me (even though she didn't tell him that) and questioning Claudia about what she knew. She doesn't like him either, so she didn't tell him anything.
Which makes him even madder.
So, that night is when Jen and I go to see all the penis...err, the spa. ;) when we come back home around midnight, the first thing I notice when I walk in my room is that it smells strongly of cigarette smoke in there. I mention it to Jen, hers smelled a bit, too, but she's stuck between 2 smokers so it's not too odd.
The next morning in the kitchen she tells me something strange...when she woke up, she noticed that there was a cigarette butt wedged in between two of the slats. A marlboro. Which is what Guillermo smokes. Which means....that that fucker was in her room! And mine too, explaining the smell! And this butt was really wedged in there, too. So he strolls in to make lunch and Jen asks him about it. Immediately he bursts into this loud, nervous laugh. Then he goes off on this bullshit story of how he was on the balcony and flicked the cigarette butt off, but a gust of wind came along and must have blown it into the blinds. Riiiiiiiiight. I have heard some crazy things in my day, but that takes it. This *magic* wind not only whipped the cigarette butt into the blinds with enough force to penetrate them, but held the thick metal blinds open and wedged the cigarette butt in there. As Jen said to Guillermo "it must be a miracle of science, because that is impossible". He is such a lying sack of shit!!
And then, the next day, the cigarette butt is gone. Jen didn't move it. Which means, you guessed it, that jackass went in her room AGAIN and took it out! Which is also illegal-just because he's our landlord doesn't give him the right to go in when he pleases.
Oh, it gets even better...Jen realized today that she's missing 100 euros. Which we both believe that Gagermo stole. He knows he has to give me my caution back, and that he will have almost no one renting next month, plus, it's just one more way to abuse her because she won't give him what he wants. He's pathetic.
So we are both booby-trapping our doors at this point. The next few days will be rough!
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