I knew Charles Zentz about two years, and when I needed a place to move to in December 2009, he agreed as we had discussed being roommates before.
For the first 5 months, it was great. We got along fantastically, as far as I knew, neither one of us had a problem because he never complained. However, in late April or early May, he started to date someone and failed to tell her up front that he had a female roommate and that's simply what I was, nothing more, it was just a platonic situation. By the time he told her, I think it was too late to fix any damage that may have been done. I tried hard to get along with his girlfriend, but she never seemed to want to talk to me.
On July 1st, the bottom fell out. Zentz came home from work that day and said we had to talk. He then told me that it was time for me to move, that he wanted his house back, that he and his girlfriend were getting serious. I told him I totally understood, that I had no problem with that and I would start looking for another place to move to. When I asked him how much time I had, he said he was giving me 30 days, which was acceptable to me.
But then, about thirty minutes later, a mutual friend came over to take my son and I to dinner. Behind my back, Zentz told him that he wanted me and my clothes out of the house THAT NIGHT, and he wanted the rest of my stuff out by the weekend. He then asked John, our friend, if I could move in with him. He didn't even have the balls to tell me, he went behind my back and told John. I didn't have a clue that he was saying this to John, and he didn't even give me a chance to say no, that's not acceptable. He planned my whole move, even deciding where I was going to move to! John and I had at a point in time discussed being roommates, but we were thinking maybe a year down the road, not that day!
Legally, I know Zentz could not do this, and if I had wanted to stay there or if John had said no, you can't move in with me, he would have had no choice but to file eviction paperwork and given me my 30 days.
But it gets even better.
Somehow, I was able to line up four guys and a truck to move the next day, a Friday which was unbelieveable as it was 4th of July weekend. I told Zentz what time we would be there. 30 minutes before that time, Zentz called me and said no, I don't want you or any of your friends here because I have a date with my girlfriend and you are not getting in the house. I called the police and they told me if I wanted, I could request an officer to accompany me to get my stuff moved and there would be nothing Zentz could do about it. I decided against this, because I hate exposing my son to drama like that, and we agreed that I would come the next day, Saturday, to move.
The next day John and I arrived with the truck to find most of my stuff in the yard and driveway. He did not give me any time at all to to pack. He and his girlfriend threw my stuff in boxes and whatever else they could find. As a result, I am still trying to find my things, and as I am going through my belongings, there is so much damage and breakage it's unbelievable. And I am still trying to find important things, like paperwork, bills, etc. There is no rhyme or reason to the way they threw my stuff together. Items that were precious to me are broken and damaged beyond repair.
In a nutshell, Charles Zentz is an innsensitve, cowardly brute that didn't even have the nerve to tell me to my face that he was kicking me and my son out with less than a 30 minute notice. I did nothing to deserve being thrown out like that. I paid my rent on time and I was the only one who ever cleaned his nasty, filthy house. The whole time I was there, he never lifted a finger to pick up after himself or his animals, and because I refused to let me and my son live in filth, I gladly cleaned. I would even scrub the toliet after his diarrhea episodes and never got so much as a thank you. He was such a slob that his dishes would sit in the sink for three weeks; he would not wash them and after I got tired of looking at and smelling them, I would relent and do that. I had heard him tell someone one time that women did house cleaning and men did the outside work. And he certainly lived up to that statement.
As a footnote, I have learned since then that he told a mutual friend the reason he threw me out was because one night a friend and I had gone out for drinks and my friend did not feel safe driving back to Philly, so I let him sleep over in the basement. That's all he did, sleep. On the day Zentz asked me to leave, he told me he was so upset about this that he had considered pulling a gun on my friend in the morning and running him out of the house! But not once had Zentz told me was upset about this. I had no idea until that day that he was pissed off about it. I apologized profusely, but I was totally unaware that he felt that strongly about it. I do accept the blame for that; but if I had known I wasn't allowed to have overnight guests, I never would have let him stay there either.