French tenant problem.

Buy an English Longbow, and wait for him in the dark for his return one night. The sound of a Longbow string being drawn should strike a deep, primeval terror into the Frenchmen's heart that harks back to the glorious day in English-French relations known as the Battle of Agincourt. He should either:

a. Promptly Surrender
b. Retreat

Problem solved.
 
Either confront him or ignore him until he leaves.

Personally I'd sling him over the garden fence, royal rumble style.
 
presumably he has some of his own things in the building, i would chuck one or two things of his away (once suitably soiled by yoghurt or coffee or something relentless) for every discretion. I wouldnt inform him of this, and he might not learn or even notice for a while, but i would get at least some satisfaction from this.

Not the most solid advice i know, but sod him.
 
What is wrong with that guy? Seriously... You and the rest of the tenants should threaten the landlord to leave the place, unless the landlord boots that moron out. Puking in a sink and leaving it for somebody else to clean up, is not on (unless of course it's me :p).
 
So the office doesn't care?

And you just walked away.

Yeah, this is how you get them to care.

Pull down trousers > Squat > Squeeze and moan > drop it on their desk.

Jobby done.
 
Washing away someone elses chunks.. Err no thanks, I struggle enough when my cat yacks his dinner up, never mind a grown man blowing it round the bathrooms.
I think I'd have dragged him back in there and dunked his head in the water if it was me finding that mess.
 
I can't wait till Monday to go to the office, need to really complain, I can't believe anyone can be as ******** as this french.

He removed the sick from the bowl, but in the other bathroom put it all in the toilet all over and never flushed it, could have gone on the floor or the seat, not used any disinfectant, not cleaned the stuff in the bath or anything.

So I knocked on his door, I asked him if he's going to clean it, he sort of said he will eventually, then closed his door on me, so I opened it, could see all my plates and the other flatmates on his floor along with pans, and as I'm talking to him he puts his headphones on and sits at his computer completely ignoring me.

He takes the biscuit.
 
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