Just an update for anyone that might be still following this post. But the original title re would you call the city on the neighbour... update is that I don't think it was him.
Therefore who did I argue with about 7 to 10 days before receiving the letter??? It was the tenant that freaked out and left... and not the neighbour.
The women that I think called them, in this quote I've attached. She was an international student from Venezuela renting a room from me.
The way it went, was that she asked if her parents could stay with her in her room for a week while they were here to visit her from Venezuela.
I said to her that, thats difficult as we already have quite a few people living in this house.. she said 'Oh we'll be out all day sight seeing etc..
So I said OK
They came to stay and the women that cleans my place told me that in the washroom, someone was wiping the poo off and then throwing the dirty toilet paper into the open waste basket and it was summer and it stunk.
I thought this has to be her parents doing this, it's probably what you do in that country as it is in others I've visited myself and they'd just been here a day or two and it never happened before.
Now, as I deal with a lot of people in my life, I knew what her personality was like, and that if embarrassed she's likely to go off.
So I crafted a nice non offending text message to her, saying " hey Maria the cleaner mentioned that someone put used toilet paper in the bin in the laundry room toilet. I've travelled a lot and I know in some countries thats the thing to do with it because the drains wont take it, but here its thrown in the toilet and flushed away. Can you ask your parents if they are aware of that.. have a good day.... thanks, Pudding
So she came out to see me in the garden and started to tell me that i was wrong wrong wrong! and that she has seen signs in restaurants that say put the paper towel in the garbage and not in the toilet!
So I explained that, they mean the paper hand towels and that the used toilet paper goes into the toilet... so she freaked out, saying I was wrong, I'd insulted her parents, out of control rage... and storms off saying she's leaving! To which I said, OK I'm glad to hear that!
So I'm pretty sure she called the city in a huff that day and wow... all over that.
She had mentioned that she thought there were too many people in the house (which is kinda ironic as she persuaded me to let her parents stay) and said she couldn't always use the laundry when she wanted (which was free!) and the nature of the complaint to the city was that there were too many people living in the house. The timing, the nature of the complaint...
if I was a gambling man I know where I'd put my money. But I'll never really know for sure.