Sometimes being a Landlord is kind of like being a Social Worker, Kaylee.
Kaylee is my second special needs tenant, Kaylee came to us when he adopted parents health was failing with her mother having just died and her father undergoing a series of heart attacks and not being able to help her out much.
Had I known what I know now, I am not sure I would have let her in to my apartment, but God has His plans and must have wanted her to spend some time with us.
I never expected her father to drop out of the picture so quickly after she moved in but within a few weeks of her move in we were having our first crisis with her, and her father was in the hospital. So I was on my own with a little help from Kaylee’s social worker.
Unlike Bea who was so quiet, Kaylee was what her social worker referred to as a crisis addict and things generally came to a head on a Friday or Saturday night when her social worker was very hard to reach.
Every week was a crisis with Kaylee and I could understand why her social worker and everyone else who was tasked with taking care of her seemed to be worn out.
After a few months of this I was suggesting to her social worker that a more structured environment may be a better solution for her, especially considering her attraction to every parasite in town who came along to suck off of her rich package of government benefits.
My first experience with these parasites was late one Saturday night when she called me screaming that her roommates where beating her up, this was surprising since city ordinances do not allow for roommates in this apartment. So I told her to tell her roommates that she was not allowed to have roommates and since violence was involved I would be over there in a few minutes with the police.
The police did arrive quickly, a few minutes after I arrived. Peace was somewhat restored that night but I did discover just how useless that the police could be when they informed me that I would have to take the “roommates” to eviction court.
They were not willing to arrest the culprits because Kaylee invited them in and was a party to the fight, and to add to it they said that real criminals know the law too well and its useless to arrest them, they could however arrest Kaylee since the criminals said that she hit them and she could be prosecuted for assault.
I did learn one important thing that night, that the criminals were all on probation, so even though the police were ineffective, maybe I could get some help from their parole officers.
The next day was spent making lots of phone calls, and the most fruitful were to the county parole officer who informed me that he thought he had already talked to me when he allowed them to move into my house. Apparently he talked to an impostor. This was enough within an hour all of the culprits were marched out in handcuffs and this crisis was averted.
Unfortunately this was not the last crisis, they generally happened every two weeks, but it was the start of her social worker and myself seriously working on a solution to Kaylee s problems.
The root of her problems were primarily that she craved crisis and also that she seemed to be a magnet for parasites who prey on handicap people, ready to move in with them, steal money from them, their food cards and anything else that they can.
After 9 months and many a crisis, we finally got Kaylee to consent to live in a structured home where counselors can watch out for her.
I am sure that God put her in our home for a reason, probably because He knew that I would not ignore the problem and not let it go until the right thing was done to help one of His children who needed help.
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