The guy was great when he ‘moved in’ (this was done so cleverly me and the kids didn’t realise until he was installed complete with sad vinyls). At first he was brilliant, couldn’t do enough for us. Slowly and craftily he stopped working. Spent every lunch time in the pub and did zilch. My sister came to stay with us (she was between boyfriends). She gave me a right rollocking and brought me to my senses. Whilst he was on a lunchtime drinking session we packed up all his stuff in bin liners, took it round to his sister’s house and dropped it over her back garden gate. When he sauntered back from the pub, my sister made some excuse she needed his key to our place – the deed was done! I told him to get a life, get a job, and get his lazy ass out of my house!!!!

Kelly L Dent, 48, United Kingdom

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