Thieves....

Our landlord comes once a week to tidy the place up, mow the lawns and that type of thing.   Added to that, he has some very curious ways.  One time, we happened to walk downstairs and found him actually peering under the tarpaulins we have over our property in the carport, trying to see what we had.  A couple of weeks ago, he walked off with Miracle Gro which belonged to us and looked nothing like the stuff he uses.  Yesterday we discovered he'd actually killed a beautiful plant we had growing in the back garden, he'd used weed killer on it.  What type of person does that?  At Christmas last year, we'd placed a decorative bauble on the tree outside and he took it down.  It was one bauble, that's all.  He's got one of the hardest faces I've ever seen, he rarely smiles and is totally lacking in the sense of humour & personality department.  What is it with some people?  We contacted him after our robbery and heard nothing whatsoever.  When he was here this week all he could be bothered about was sticking a No Smoking sign on our front door.  There was no mention of what had happened here.  There was no compassion, no nothing.  He's a fucking oxygen thief and when he gets planted, I for one shall rejoice!