My uncle rented his house when he went to Nepal to get married. My parents and I took the responsibility of collecting tent. These guys were awful. Always late rent. When we finally got them evicted, they DESTROYED the house in a blind rage. Cat litter in the vents. Holes in doors and walls Smashed the oven door. Threw the microwave through a closed glass door. My mom was so scared to collect rent by hersel, she made me go with her as I am a larger fellow.

My dad rents a few houses out and about 10 years ago he was going to collect rent from an older couple in one of his houses. Lets call her Annie, answered the door and made my dad a cuppa. He was surprised her husband, lets call him Frank, was not sitting in his normal arm chair, he was quite a big man and was always there when my dad came round. So dad asked Annie where he was and she said 'He's in bed, he died last Tuesday, I'm not really sure what to do.' This was Saturday and dad asked where she had been sleeping, 'In beside Frank.' she said. So dad was able to help Annie with the undertakers and had to help them get big Frank down the narrow stairs. He got Annie sorted with a new house to rent as well. Grief can make people do very strange things. TL;DR The husband of a tenant died in the bed, the wife slept in the bed with him until my dad came to collect the rent.

I had a tenant tell me when they moved in that they worked for "THE Agency" (meaning CIA I guess?) and make all these demands once they got their key. Like that they wanted new security cameras only posted at one specific neighbor's door (because that tenant was their "mark) and when I refused they hung up obviously fake ones (made out of soda cans, tinfoil & string spray painted silver) pointed at my door. I lived onsite and he started watching me whenever I left or even got the mail. When I tried to take down his fake security cameras, he called CPS on me. I don't even have kids.

The first time I rented out my house, I was approached by a sweet older lady who had custody of her grandkids (along with her husband) and had bad credit due to "caring for her elderly mother". Oh, and the place she was staying at had a sex offender next door so they needed out ASAP. And of course they didn't have any pets and they happily signed a year lease with me not requiring a security deposit (they were supposed to paint in lieu). Well, I found out they are chronic deadbeats. Their pill head adult daughter also lives with them and the 3 grandkids and they hoarde animals. They were only there 3 months, but kept complaining about repairs and asking to deduct. The house was awful and dirty when we got it back. The grass was so bad, I got a letter from the city. There was random broken furniture buried in the grass. Concrete blocks everywhere. I had to replace the carpets due to cat piss and I fought with fleas in my own home for 3 months due to catching them from there. I closely follow our local Facebook rental groups and i make sure to go behind her back to contact every home she expresses an interest in. Also I should mention: South Louisiana. You can't even go 2 weeks without your yard looking like crap if you don't mow. And we have "super fleas" locally (according to my vet) that can get out of control pretty fast as well. I think using my personal carpet cleaner is probably where I went wrong there. However, the area they're scamming in has become extremely scarce for rentals--when mine is available, we only leave the ad up for a few hours because we can't handle the call volume. It won't be long before they truly are homeless and will be driven out of the area as we are also in a very landlord friendly state.

Not me, but my aunt rented her place to an old lady who never showered, never washed her clothes and kept everithing she owned in large cardboard boxes. She would open a box, use something, put It back in and tape the box shut . We talked to her sister and she told us that the poor old lady had became like that after her husband "died" (he ran away).

A family of hippies. And I mean full-on, flowers-in-their-hair, guitar-playing, kumbaya-singing, smelled-like-a*s hippies. I used to manage a complex of town houses, and they moved into one of our houses. After four days, they threw a huge fit about how they'd had to take their daughter to the ER due to "radiation" from a nearby cell tower. They told us they were moving out immediately and demanded an on-the-spot refund of their deposit. Of course, I said no and went to check the town house. It was completely destroyed. There were black marks and baseball-sized holes all over the walls. The carpet had been torn up and the entire place smelled of urine and feces (we later found animal feces under the carpet). It was just absolutely disgusting. Quite frankly, I was astonished that anyone could do that much damage in just 4 days. ...somehow I don't think the cell tower was what made their daughter sick. And needless to say, they didn't get their deposit back.

One of my clients had the tenants from hell: things were going great for a year until they burned the house pretty severely from attempting to make hemp oil. Obviously, after this happened they attempted to kick them out. They refused to leave and even wouldn’t let the contractors in to work on the property damages. Finally, MONTHS pass and they get approval to have law enforcement force them out after not paying rent. Then they could finally work on getting the house fixed up again to rent out again. Once the house was fixed up, the old tenants broke into the home in revenge, poured cement down the drains, and turned on the faucets, thus flooding the entire house. So then comes the second property damage claim on their hands. They do have new (and great) tenants now, and I know they have gotten the law involved at this point, but it’s crazy how some people are so inconsiderate and entitled these days.

My super told me this story about a guy who was getting evicted in our building a few years back. Apparently he was a real piece of work and hadn't paid rent in months. Anyway, he put off packing until the day before his eviction and left a bunch of trash and had slashed all his leather furniture and left it behind, and glued tinfoil on all the windows for some reason. The unit was in a real state so they completely renovated it; new tile, new hardwood, new bathroom, the works...but they couldn't get rid of "the smell". A pungent fishy trash odor, made worse by it being summertime, which just permeated the entire unit. Even though it had been cleaned top to bottom, it wouldn't go away. You know that spot under your kitchen sink cabinet, that flat baseboard-like piece that covers the empty space from the base of the cabinet to the floor? You guessed it, the evicted guy had apparently pried it open, stuffed it with raw fish-garbage and sealed that baby back up as his last 'f*ck you' for being evicted. I don't know what sparked them to check, but it had been a couple weeks before they found it.

We had to evict this lady.

My last landlord had in our agreement a "mold clause" Basically he explained that he rented a unit to a guy and he lined the walls of the apartment with what I can assume was plastic wrap. and got the humidity in the house so high and was growing mold and mushrooms on the walls of the place. So when the guy eventually was evicted they had to gut the entire unit.

Parents had rental houses growing up. One tenant got evicted and, before leaving, poured wax down the drains and used cat litter in the vents. Luckily, they had free child labor to help clean up houses like that.

I had a tenant lock a dog and her puppies in a bathroom until there was a couple inches of poop covering the whole floor and bathtub. We obviously evicted him and called the spca, but that didn't help with the mess.

The person I was renting my spare room to left this mess, on top of 3 months of non payment and theft

Upstairs carpet ruined with fertilizer because they grew weed in there, wallpaper ruined by pouring ashes from the stove behind the bed, downstairs wooden floor ruined and needed to be sanded, window smashed, one door had a hole in it made with an axe, rent unpaid and loud parties in the yard. Needless to say, we went to court. One truck driver's family on the other hand managed to turn white bathroom sink and tiles almost black, an accomplishment in itself. Not to mention not paying the rent. Multiple tenants over the years, from the past 15 years I can count exactly one who paid rent on time and kept the place in good condition. One. I would sell the damn place tomorrow and quit being a landlord, but I'm not the only owner so it's not exactly up to me.

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 mother owns a house on the coast she inherited from her aunt and rents it out to people now that she's moved. Makes great money considering it's a decent sized town and the house is close to the beach. She doesn't allow animals due to the old wool carpets that are not easily replaceable. But she legally can not keep children out. I didn't see it for myself, but after several attempts to contact the tenants, she drove down there herself and let herself in. Place was f*cking pigsty. Diapers, vomit, baby food everywhere, literal sh*t smeared on the wall and flung onto the ceilings; carpets were soaked and stained with piss. Tenants were no where to be found. She talked to the neighbor and they'd apparently been gone for a month. Had to get the police to track them down.

Our hoarder tenant.

Our parents rented a floor of their 2-family home to a guy who was an electrician. In return for lower rent, he did electrical improvements and minor repairs to the house. All of a sudden, our parents' electric bill nearly doubled. So they called the power company for an inspection and discovered that the tenant had illegally re-wired his connection so that it was drawing most of the current for his apartment from their electric meter instead of his. They had given him a substantial break in the rent, and he abused their kindness. Dad simply said, "No good deed goes unpunished."

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...

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.

Not a landlord but was an RA (resident advisor) for dorms in college. We didn't necessarily evict but we definitely saw some stuff when we did the final inspections of rooms after the academic year was over. In any case, one year there was this girl who had a single room (most rooms were 2 to a room) and she was SUPER quiet. I'd say hi to her in the hallways and stuff but mostly she kept to herself. When the year was up, she signed up for a room checkout inspection but when I went in, she was already gone. That's not that unusual; sometimes things happen, but usually students will let their RA know if they won't physically be there for the inspection. I did my usual check of stuff - ok the fridge is cleaned out, nothing in the drawers, etc.- and everything was pretty normal. Then I opened her closet door. There was an entire freakin self portrait mural covering her entire closet wall...painted in her own blood. There was a lot of weird stuff I saw as an RA, but that was probably the weirdest.

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.

My dad had a younger women tenant that painted the entire inside of the​ house shades of pink and always kept 3 pink cupcakes under a glass dome thing on her dining room table, he eat one when they were discussing rent and she got all mad.

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.

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.