30 Landlords Describe The Weirdest And Most Disturbing Tenant They've Ever Had

I had a female tenant who lived in a basement apartment. We regularly heard a dog barking in her unit. Funny thing though, she didn't own a dog. She had every light in the unit on, 24/7, until she called complaining about not having any power. Went in to check it and she had power. Every light bulb was burned out though. All she had in the place was a futon and Bibles. Bibles in every room, open to different pages. When we finally got her out for nonpayment (of course), she hired a moving company to move her belongings. The futon and a garbage bag full of clothes.

My friend works in real estate, neighbors complain of foul smell coming from one of the apartments her company manages. The tenant is a man in his 30's, nice and proper. Nothing weird about him but the complaints keep coming and they are left with no choice but to take action.

When they finally get in, the place is deserted but there is poop everywhere. Like piles of feces in the bathtub, in corners of the room.... The guy just shat everywhere and apparently enjoyed collecting it or something. It was really bad, and it traumatized all the people involved. The feces had been sitting there for a while too. They had a company clean up the mess and couldn't find the guy if I remember correctly. Weird story...

There was this one guy, who had a small family as a downstairs neighbour who were constantly complaining about him making excessive noise. Many noise complaints were filed, and the police were called multiple times. Neither we nor the police actually heard him making noise though. And he kept pleading that he always kept it quiet, and that the noise wasn't him.

The weeks went by, and they kept arguing, taking up most of our time with complaints and attempts to negotiate an agreement so they would stop arguing.

We later got a phone call from the mans downstairs neighbour, they were hysterical and told us to come over immediately. When we arrived, we found that he had sawed a hole in his floor, and taken a giant sh*t down to the neighbours living room.

Water was included in the rent, so she decided to run a carpet washing company in the house. Ruined the laminate flooring by drying the carpets over it and accumulated a massive water bill.

The hoarders. I can’t sort them from worst to...less worse, but I’ll tell you I’ve seen 5 that have used their bathroom as storage to the point that they can no longer use that bathroom. The thing about toilets is that wax rings will eventually dry out and crack if you don’t keep them moist with occasional flushes. Once they crack, they leak into the unit below and I have to be an a*shole and barge into your unit, empty the bathroom, and stop the leak. It was always super gross and I always took a shower once I got home because plumbers refuse to do the empty-cr*p-out-of-the-bathroom job. Understandably.

Flush the toilet you don’t use regularly, people!

Not a landlord, but I worked as a handyman one summer and we had to repair a house that was rented out by college students. We get inside and the place is absolutely trashed. There holes in the walls, in the doors, the windows were broken, cabinets ripped off and to top it all off, the entire place reeked of pee because the previous tenants locked their dog in a small room while they went home on vacation. We put an absurd amount of work into the house over a three-day span. I've never seen a house in that condition before.

But one day we were talking to the landlord and she makes the comment "These were the second-worst tenants we've ever had." My coworker and I look at each other and ask what the worst tenants were, because, like I said, it looked like a war was fought inside this house. She tells us that one time, the house had pretty similar damage, except before the tenants left, they filled hundreds of condoms with water and pinned them to the ceiling. I don't repair houses anymore.

Glue huffer. I was putting veneer on cabinets with a respirator. She walked into the unit asking where "it" was. I thought the odor was too strong and apologized. She went right for the bucket and started taking deep breaths. My buddy and I both said nooooo in what seemed to be in slow motion. It wasn't her first glue rodeo, so you can imagine how fried her brain already was/is.

Son of a landlord. I was sent to clean out a garage unit for a few extra bucks. brought a guy with me because it was a lot. Turns out the lady who'd been renting the unit had been secretly living in the garage for months. We threw out used needles, family photos, one particularly odd couch that we had to break into pieces just to lift it out of there, and the piece de resistence.... four five gallon buckets full of human waste. We didn't know it was human waste until the last bucket was on the truck and the lid popped off and splashed a little bit. I have never smelled anything so foul.

My older sister and her boyfriend rented out their house when they moved out west for work. After several months of non-payment, the young adult male and female tenants were told to move out. Right before leaving, the smeared feces on the floors and walls, removed every light switch and electrical outlet cover, destroyed the bathroom, and removed the locks on the doors, and left the doors wide open.

Our hoarder tenant.