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Fifteen years ago, an act of cunning and loyalty unfolded that would forever be one of the proudest moments in a person’s life. The story centers around a couple, who were best friends with the protagonist. This couple had five children and lived in a costly city, renting a rundown 4-bedroom house for $400 a week.
Despite the dilapidated state of the house, with its dreadful kitchen and foul-smelling drains, it was all they could afford. They made it work, thanks to the kind old lady who owned the property. She was wealthy and had a soft spot for the couple, freezing their rent for five years and promising to sell the house to them once they had saved enough for a loan.
Trusting her, the couple saved diligently for five years, only to face a heartbreaking twist just two days after they informed her they were ready to buy, she passed away.
Her death brought new challenges. The house was inherited by her four wealthy children, who, despite assuring the couple that the sale would proceed after probate, had other plans. They hiked the price by $80,000 without warning and planned to put the house on the market within a week.
The couple was devastated. They needed time to secure the additional funds, but time was a luxury they didn’t have. The situation was dire; if the house sold to someone else, they would likely face eviction or rent hikes, with no affordable alternatives in sight.
Furious and determined to help, the protagonist devised a plan. They knew that to give their friends a fighting chance, they had to make the property as unappealing as possible to potential buyers without jeopardizing the couple’s reputation as tenants. They cluttered the house with extra furniture and tacky ornaments to make it feel smaller.
They filled the air with unpleasant smells by boiling cabbage, spraying ammonia, and pouring rotten eggs down the drain. The neighborhood was made to seem rougher by placing a moldy couch in a neighbor’s yard and orchestrating a noisy “rush hour” of friends driving by in loud, shabby cars during the Open House.
The pièce de résistance was a BBQ next door, complete with large, rough-looking men from a rugby club, who added an intimidating atmosphere. This spectacle was enough to deter most potential buyers. The few who stayed long enough to inquire about the neighborhood were told tales of frequent parties and troublesome drains.
No offers came in, except the couple, who, though forced to pay more than they initially planned, secured the house before any higher bids could be legally considered.
The plan worked flawlessly, and the couple signed the papers and paid the deposit that very day. Despite a last-minute offer that was $30,000 higher, the anti-gazumping laws prevented the owners from accepting it.
The protagonist relished the thought of the owners’ faces when they realized their greed had been outsmarted. The couple got their home, and the memory of this victory remains a proud and cherished moment.
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Let’s swiftly assess a handful of the top comments: AITA for Aiding a Family $20K Revenge on Their Greedy Landlord?
In selling my invalid parents house, I was gazundered. The buyer tried to get $40,000 off the price based upon the inspection. We determined that the work was $2K. We told them we would reduce it by whatever they wanted to, but it was coming out of the agent’s fee. They closed immediately.
It always surprises people when I say my cousin got into college on a rugby scholarship, cause its just not a very common sport here in the US. Then once they get over that, I drop it on them my cousin is a woman…and then theyre like, okay now youre just lying to me 😂 Its the truth though.
There were a few other clues that pointed towards this being only one of a couple of places – either Australia or New Zealand. One thing got me though … how the hell does one source rotten eggs so easily?
