There's a freeloader living in my garage

So, we finally got the key to the new townhouse. The only problem is, the guy who has been staying there WON'T LEAVE! According to the lady who owns the place, this guy is her business partner. However, he tries to insinuate that they are a couple, and that he has some kind of rights to the place. I suspected that he was full of sh*t from the second I met him, so I've been questioning her a little bit. She says that he is her partner in this new product, one that he came up with, and she funded. I don't know where they met, but for some reason, she really thought his idea was a good one. She had some money, so she invested in it and helped to get it developed. Now she is stuck with him, at least as far as the business goes. But he does not own the townhouse. She does. When I mentioned that to him, he said "Yeah, her name is on this one," implying that there's another one in his name.

I'm not sure how it evolved to this point, but he has been living for free in her townhouse. And now he is mad that she is making him leave so she can rent it out. So, he's simply not leaving. I find it really strange that she would let him live in her townhouse for free. Not to mention she doesn't seem to be bothered by the fact that he has framed 8 X 10's of her all over the place. She says he tells her they are for good luck.

Um, ok.

Today I asked her if she is supporting him, since she did admit that he doesn't have a job. First she said that she doesn't support him, then she said that she "gives him money to live". Where I come from, that's supporting him. I don't quite understand the difference.

Yesterday, I finally pretty much told him that he needed to get out, since we have paid rent as of the 15th and it's ours now. He got really annoyed with me. (Imagine, me not wanting him living in the townhouse with us!)

He has now moved his stuff down into the garage. Today he promised me that he'd start moving it out (to the back room behind the garage, because we agreed to let them store stuff there for a while), and that the garage will be empty by Wednesday. I told him that yes, it will be out by then because that is when my movers are moving the rest of our stuff in, and we need the garage.

So, he has been there ALL DAY and has not moved ONE THING. He's been in the back room where he is supposed to be moving the stuff, doing God knows what. Well, I do know two things he's doing. He's smoking and drinking. And the smoke is stinking up the entire house. Never mind that he already did that, because he was smoking inside the house as well, which he was not supposed to be doing. And I smelled liquor on his breath at 10:30 this morning. (You might be an alcoholic if you're drinking before noon on a weekday.)

At one point, I put two items of my own in the garage. He looked at me like I had just invaded his personal space. When I said I was dropping a few things off to clear out the back of my truck so I could move some more things, he just said, "Oh" and gave me an annoyed stare. Gosh, I am SO sorry that I want to move some things into the house that we are paying for, and he has been living in for free.

So I left, and when I came back an hour later, he had moved my stuff from the garage into the house. I guess it was in his way.

Anyway, tonight I called the lady and told her that if she didn't tell him to get the hell out, I was going to. So she called him. Conveniently, we showed up there to move some stuff while he was on the phone with her. (The phone that she is no doubt paying for.) He was throwing a fit in the garage, and I mean a fit similar to what you would expect from a 3-year-old. (And I already have a 3-year-old to put up with.) He was throwing things against the garage door and screaming some words that are not fit to say here. (Since when have I been afraid to put bad words here?)

So NOW he is supposed to get his stuff out tonight and be gone by tomorrow. I'll believe that when it happens.

I had someone clean the house for me today. I really would like it to stay that way. She says that he knows not to go back in the house at all. He's only allowed in the garage, and he has to use the bathroom by the pool.

She really acts like she believes he will abide by those rules.

I just hope the towels I left in the master bathroom are soft enough for him.