Mary discovers that her grandson Timmy hasn’t received the $300 she sends each month through her daughter-in-law, Susan. Feeling suspicious, Mary decides to investigate the situation.
Mary had been sending money to Timmy to help him learn about financial responsibility, believing Susan would pass it on to him. However, when Timmy called asking for money for a toy, Mary became concerned. Timmy mentioned he hadn’t received any pocket money from Susan, despite asking multiple times. This revelation left Mary feeling that something was wrong.
Determined to get to the bottom of the issue, Mary devised a plan. She invited Susan for a friendly outing, suggesting they go to an antique store owned by an old friend, Helen. Unbeknownst to Susan, Mary had informed Helen about her suspicions, and they agreed to work together.
While browsing, Susan expressed interest in a beautiful necklace that was too expensive for her budget. Seizing the opportunity, Mary mentioned wanting to send Timmy more money to buy a toy. Susan’s excitement was evident as she eagerly agreed, revealing her intentions to use the money for herself.
That evening, Mary prepared an envelope with fake money, using realistic-looking bills from a board game. She sent it to Timmy with a note, knowing Susan would likely try to use it. Helen called Mary when Susan arrived at the store and attempted to buy the necklace with the counterfeit bills.
When Helen confronted Susan about the fake money, panic ensued. Mary stepped in, revealing the truth about the money and expressing her disappointment in Susan. As Susan begged for mercy, Mary stood firm, insisting that her daughter-in-law had crossed a line.
After a tense moment, Helen decided not to call the police but warned Susan of the seriousness of her actions. Mary then declared she would manage Timmy’s money directly from now on, requiring Susan to earn back her trust. In the end, Mary succeeded in teaching Susan a lesson about honesty and responsibility.
Entitled Landlord Raised Our Rent by $650 – We Had Enough and Taught Him a Costly Lesson
When our landlord hiked our rent by $650, it was the last straw. Living in a rundown apartment with a broken fridge and constant harassment pushed us to the edge. Determined to get revenge, we concocted a clever plan to make him regret his greed and teach him an unforgettable lesson.
Dennis here. Let me tell you about the time my wife, Amber, and I dealt with the landlord from hell while saving for our dream house. It’s been a rollercoaster, but we learned a lot along the way
So, picture this: Amber and I moved into this tiny, run-down apartment a little over a year ago.
We were pinching pennies, trying to save up for a place of our own. The apartment was our stepping stone. Small, but we made it work. Amber decorated the place with some second-hand finds and DIY projects. I swear, she can make anything look good.
The trouble started right from the get-go.
We met our landlord, Mr. Williams, during the lease signing. Now, this guy looked like he had stepped right out of a 1980s corporate villain movie. Slicked-back hair, smug smile, and a suit that screamed “I have power, and I love it.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Williams,” Amber said, ever the polite one.
“Likewise,” he replied, barely looking up from the paperwork. “Let’s get this done quickly. I have other matters to attend to.”
We went through the motions, signing here and there. And then, like an idiot, I mentioned my income.
Amber and I brainstormed over a couple of beers one night, sketching out ideas on a napkin. We needed something that would hit Mr. Williams where it hurt but couldn’t be traced back to us.
Then it hit us—smells. Horrible, pervasive, can’t-get-rid-of-them smells.
“Alright,” I said, leaning back with a grin. “We need tuna, rotten eggs, milk, and dead mice.”
Amber chuckled. “This is going to be epic.”
We removed the tuna, cleaned out the rotten eggs, scrubbed the milk stains, and disposed of the dead mice. The smell finally began to dissipate.
“Good riddance,” Amber said, wiping her hands. “I hope he learned his lesson.”
And there you have it. The story of how we turned the tables on our greedy landlord and got the justice we deserved. If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, remember: a little creativity and a lot of determination can go a long way!
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