Presto News   •   November 2, 2023

Room for Rent

I had fallen behind in my utilities since my accident in 2022. I came up with a plan, rent a room out of the house I rent for short-term rental and pay 100% of the rent to CPS to get caught up. I needed to come up with some kind of plan because it was drop-dead time.

So I placed an ad on Craig’s List. I didn’t have time for references or background checks. I needed a renter fast. A guy by the name of Dustin called and said that he and his fiancee, Sarah, had just moved to Texas and were staying at a Hotel Suites paying week-to-week rates. They needed a break. Also, they did not have the money for rent until the 4th, I let them move in on the 1st on the promise to be paid on the 4th.

They were broke, I fed them, and they ate all of my food and never replaced what they took. They had no bed, so I helped them with an airbed. sheets & pillow, later I found they burned a hole in the sheets. They had nothing but what they had carried with them in totes and backpacks. I’m no saint, but I did try to help them the best I could. I am going through my own financial challenges.

When we went to the business center at the local grocery store to make the withdrawal on the 4th, halfway from the front door to the business center Dusin froze. It was weird, like a zombie deer, he just stood there unresponsive. About 10 minutes later he snapped out of it and proceeded to make the withdrawal. He was 4 dollars short, so I gave him 196 dollars and told him this is a loan out of your deposit, which was repaid a few weeks later. I figured that was what the weird zombie effect was about, being flat-broke, so I did what I could do.

As we began shopping Dustin informed me “Don’t worry about toilet paper, I’ll steal it from work” At this point every moral and virtue of his was sold for the price of a roll of toilet paper. I knew if he would steal from work, nothing would stop him from stealing from me. Days later he revealed that he had stolen from his work SSD Drives and a WiFi USB devices.

In the first week of the pair staying in the room for rent, Dustin began screaming at Sarah, “Shut up”, “Shut up”, “Shut up”, “Shut up”, “Get Out” over and over. Even when the door was shut, you could hear Dustin screaming at his fiancee throughout the whole house. I asked him days later what was that all about? He replied “She disrespected me” Later that day Sarah came out of the room and was still teary-eyed. Previously she had mentioned how much she loved the HEB refried beans with Jalapenos and when I went shopping  I bought an extra can and placed it on their shelf in the kitchen where I had made room for their food. She discovered the can of refried beans with jalapenos and started crying again, she walked over to me and gave me a big hug.

One weird event happened after the first week, Dustin and his fiancee were sitting on the front porch as I was walking up the steps to the front door, he went on a rant “Old people should just die”, “Old people have nothing to offer society, they should just die.” This rant went on for about 10 minutes. At 64 I was insulted, but did not respond to something as stupid as that. I went inside the house without even a word.

Another odd comment Dustin made: “I’m going to law school so I can fight corrupt cops because they are all corrupted.” My response was that “anytime you stereotype a group with absolutes, you are probably wrong”. He didn’t like that I found a flaw in his logic and pouted. Then he went on to talk about his passion for wrestling (not Olympic but Sports Entertainment version of “wrestling”) videos on YouTube. How can you take someone like this seriously? I took it with a grain of salt.

Rent is Due on the 1st!

After skipping out late at night on November 1st, 2023 without paying rent, and packing up their belongings, Dustin and Sarah left the property with backpacks and tote bags. No mention if they would ever return to pick up their belongings. Abandoned just like their responsibility to pay rent. They also abandoned the WiFi modem from Spectrum. I called Spectrum the next day to return the equipment and Spectrum said that I could take over the account.

On Nov 2nd. 2023, While I was on the phone with the police, the nonemergency number, asking for advice on what to do with the stuff they left behind if I could put it to the curb or not, Dustin started to text me and informed me he was on his way over, so I told the Officer I was speaking to on the phone that he had just text me and he was coming to pick up his stuff. I had bagged all of their stuff up into garbage bags.

Upon arriving, he was already on the phone telling lies to the police as he tried the lock on the gate, he told the police that I sent my dog to attack him, and that I had come out with a weapon.  I had to call 911 to set the story straight. He failed to mention that when my dog barked at him, he was trying to trespass and the weapon was a walking stick, and I’m not threatening him in any way. Dispatch said that an officer would be here shortly.

While waiting for the police, I put Dustin‘s belongings over the fence as he tried to grab them out of my hand. It was three or four large garbage bags a couple of boxes of cables and books, and a cheap plastic storage container with drawers. He threatened me with violence several times cocking his arm back a tightening his fist as if he was going to punch me. I knew it was a bluff as I stood there looking at the man-child in disgust. Then he threw the house keys at the front window trying to break it. He missed.

Even before the alleged assault, Dustin was boasting “You’re going to jail”, adding to it. “What are you gonna do, who’s gonna feed your dog when you’re in jail.”

He said so many things to try and provoke a fight, including he wished my dog bit, Sarah, so he could’ve beat the shit out of my dog. 

Then, at the corner of my property outside the gate, he started screaming at my neighbors that I was a cocaine dealer that I was a pedophile, and that I had sexual relations with his fiancé.

Under the Mask is a Psycho!

He told me numerous times he wished my dog died, and then he sent me a text telling me “Keep the peanut butter so you can rekindle the romance between you and that walking mass of tumors” referring to my dog.

I wanted nothing of his, so I went inside and found the jar of peanut butter, it felt empty so I looked inside. There is maybe one serving left. I put the lid back on and walked outside and tossed it underhand and in Dustin‘s direction.  The practically empty plastic jar of peanut butter went over Dustin‘s head and missed him by several inches. It fell on the street behind him and bounced. He turned around and picked it up and tossed it with the rest of his stuff by the curb. 

He continued shouting slander at my neighbors including that I am a Cocaine Dealer, a Pedophile, and I screwed his Fiancee to anyone who was nearby. I went inside my house to wait for the police, because I knew he was trying to provoke a fight. 

Dustin could not wait for The police to arrive and left in an Uber, throwing much of his belongings in the Uber’s trunk, abandoning some of his belongings at the curb, including the plastic drawers and books including a book on witchcraft, and then he drove off in the Uber.

Officer Cucino arrived and made a report. He told me it was a civil matter. Nothing else to be done. After explaining to him what happened the officer told me “It sounds like he has mental issues”. I agreed and I thought that was the end.

But wait, there’s more

Then, days later, a police detective, Detective Ivan Trujillo calls me late in the evening to inform me that charges may be brought against me, and she’s calling to hear my side of the story.

To verify me, she read my address to me which was not my address. I suspect it was Dustin’s and when I ask her to repeat the address, I think she realized her mistake and she snapped and insisted I tell her my address. I did. Then she asked me for my Social Security number. I gave it to her and then proceeded to tell what happened. I didn’t even remember the peanut butter jar until she said “What about the peanut butter jar?” so I explained that it went over his head. Right as I tossed it, he looked down at his phone, it flew over his head by inches, and I remember being relieved that it didn’t hit him in the face because that was not my intent.

When I mentioned the Officer that came that day said “Sounds like he has mental issues” …Det. Trujillo stated “Not all cops get it right” This was the first red flag, a biased statement like that was alarming.

I also explained that I live behind a church in which Pastor Joe was standing right there and saw the empty plastic jar of peanut butter bounce in the street behind Dustin and leaving Dustin without injuries, my neighbor also saw the whole event with Dustin leaving with no injuries and that he left in an Uber and maybe there is dash cam, I also mentioned my car accident and the traumatic brain injury, as well as head, neck, shoulder, and back injuries in which it would be very painful to throw overhand.

If the jar of peanut butter hit him in the face, the jar would not have bounced behind him. It had the mass and weight of a wiffle ball. If Dustin was injured both the Pator and my neighbors would have offered ice and a towel or anything he needed including calling EMS. Dustin was too busy shouting out to everybody slander against me. After he left, he changed the name of the Spectrum WiFi modem to “103 Albert is a Pedophile” to which only Dustin had the password. Spectrum was already trying to transfer the equipment to my name, but with his actions, I decided to return his equipment and open a new account under the recommendations of Spectrum, so he could not hack into my account.

In addition, I explained that when Dustin first arrived he was trying his best to stage himself as a victim and lied to the police telling half-truths to escalate the scene, telling the dispatch that I set my dog to attack him and that I came out with a weapon.

I had tried to explain to Det. Trujillo that I was recovering from a TBI (traumatic brain injury) had zero compassion. She was so hostile toward me, it didn’t make any sense. It was as if she had decided who was guilty and didn’t care about the facts. A weaker man would have committed suicide. Victims of TBI commonly deal with depression, anxiety, and thoughts of suicide. I was having difficulties with short-term memory and it was so condescending to hear “if you remember, I told you…” repeatedly.

Det. Trujillo had no interest in investigating the facts. She refused to come to the location where the alleged incident occurred, she refused to contact the eyewitnesses, Pastor Joe & Julia my neighbor for statements. She refused to contact Uber, the driver would be able to clarify if Dustin had an injury or not, maybe even a dashcam video, Det. Trujillo refused. I told her of my car accident, including the injury to my shoulder, and how difficult it would be physically to throw overhand, Det. Trujillo had no interest in looking at my medical records. I told her that Dustin, before the alleged PB incident, Dustin had lied to the Police when he first arrived as mentioned above, and to play the tape of dispatch 911, Det. Trujillo refused.

I was so perplexed I looked up the job description of a Police Detective and the number one responsibility is to investigate. which she blatantly refused to do.

On one call I was trying to contact the Detective, and another Officer mentioned in her report, she states that I refused to come to her SubStation to make a report without including that I have no car, it would take several busses, long rides on VIA trigger my migraine headaches … Det. Trujillo didn’t care, she didn’t want to hear it, but she was willing to skew her report to indicate that I was being uncooperative. Zero mentioned in her report that I have eyewitnesses that Dustin was never injured with a jar of Peanut Butter.

She passed the charges along to the DA. I am now waiting to see if they are going to pursue a case against me. It’s ridiculous that this escalated to this. I should have never been charged. Because of what I risk losing, my freedom, I am going to fight this tooth and nail. Justice will begin when the charges are dropped, but will not be satisfied until Dustin is charged with making false statements to the Police. 

Common Sense:

1. With about a dozen people within approximately 30-60ft of the alleged assault never saw or heard anything remotely close to an assault, how is that possible?

2. Why did Dustin not wait for the Police or call EMS?

3. If the jar of peanut butter hit him in the face, it would’ve fallen in front of him, not behind him, unless it went through his skull. How is that physically possible? The jar of peanut butter bounced behind him, if was full it would not have bounced like a wiffleball behind him.

4. The officer that came to file a report, observed the sidewalk and general area and there was not one drop of blood. The description of his injuries sounds like he was injured and bleeding… How is that possible?

5. Did the injury reflect the timeline reporting it hours afterwards or was it fresh, indicating a conflict in his story?

6. He left the scene with a practically empty jar of peanut butter, if that was not what he used when he filed the false report, where did he get a full jar of PB? Why not check his gps or debit card, or security cameras in nearby stores?

7. Why not contact the Uber driver and show the photo of his injury and confirm he did not have those injuries when he left the scene?

8. With my shoulder injury, and medical records to prove it how is it possible that I cannonballed a jar of peanut butter?

9. Before he arrived Dustin texted and stated that “ government documents are protected by law. If any of that shit comes up missing you’re going to prison“ … I responded with “lol for taking out the trash” Why did he not mention his alleged documents in the police report? I didn’t find any documents… all property was bagged and handed over the fence when he arrived. That was his first failed attempt to get me in trouble with the law. The start of a pattern.

10. Why did Dustin unplug the front video camera that was connected to an outlet in the room he rented just before skipping rent? There were other outlets open if he needed to charge his phone!

11. Evidence of his manipulation of the truth continues when he arrived, telling dispatch I set my dog to attack him, then telling dispatch I came out with a weapon… The facts are he was trying to trespass, fooling around with the lock on the gate, my dog saw this and immediately barked at him then quickly recognized him and went to the yard to pee, I came out of the house with a walking stick, I did not threaten him with it, I was using it because my sciatica nerve was bothering me. After I shouted it’s a walking stick, he recanted… after hanging up he repeated the line “You’re going to jail” laughing like a mad man. How can you take anything he says after that as the whole truth? Play the dispatch recording to hear for yourself how he tried to manipulate the truth to get me in trouble with the law. He should have been charged for lying to the police.

12. After he left, he changed the name of his Wi-Fi modem to 103 Albert St. is a pedophile. A big lie of a very serious nature to put me in harms way. So Dustin lying over and over, and why did the detective not pick up his pathological lies? I did file a report to the Police.

Feelings vs. Facts:

So when feelings are substituted with logic and reason, the facts will reveal that there is no way the events happened the way Dustin alleges, then the only rational explanation is as I have stated from the start, Dustin is a liar. He thinks he is smarter than the police and is trying to manipulate the truth. So far he has been successful, what a slap in the face of truth and justice.

Antisocial Personality Disorder

Since High School, I have been fascinated with Psycology but I am not formally trained or licensed professional so I asked AI, specifically ChatGPT and I described the events and Dustin’s behavior and this is the response below.

The individual appears to display manipulative and vindictive behavior. His false accusations, attempts to damage your reputation, and verbal abuse suggest possible traits of deceitfulness, aggression, and a lack of empathy. It’s also noteworthy that he has a history of substance abuse, which can contribute to impulsive and destructive behavior…

When someone displays manipulative and antisocial behavior, the term “sociopath” is sometimes used colloquially to describe individuals with traits associated with antisocial personality disorder. Both sociopathy and psychopathy fall under the broader category of antisocial personality disorders, and the terms are often used interchangeably in everyday language. A thorough assessment by a mental health professional would be needed for an accurate diagnosis.

Internal Affairs

I have contacted San Antonio Police Internal Affairs and the person on the other end didn’t feel that a detective not investigating an alleged crime warrants filing a case, she directed me to Sgt. Doporto. He tried his best to give me an opportunity to confess stating “Even good people snap” I shared with him my thought processes and that after my TBI I had to double-check my impulse control and I was proud that I didn’t respond to the instigations, threats, slander and defamation.

For me to be insulted or offended by what another person says negatively to or about me, first I have to respect their opinion. For the obvious reasons stated above, I had zero respect for the opinion of the man-child named Dustin Miles Johnson.

I have a world of respect for Police Officers and the risks they take daily to protect the citizens of the community they serve. Filling a report against Det. Trujillo with Internal Affairs was a hard choice for me, but my freedom is at risk based on lies. She refused to fully investigate the facts as stated above to prove my innocence.

Motive … Why Would Dustin Lie?

Sgt. Doporto asked me a valid question … Why would he lie? My theory: He was humiliated and embarrassed when he either drank or consumed narcotics instead of saving his money for rent. Taking personal responsibility was not in the cards. On the morning of the first when rent was due Sarah asked me for bus fare. For a month I had seen them bring in copious amounts of alcohol and I had noticed they would put a towel under their door. I smelled something strange numerous times but I rationalized that they were here short term and would be gone in a month. So I thought I would mentor her and mention the importance of saving their money for their next place and that if it was drugs or booze it was none of my business … Dustin showed up later, without rent, and instead of addressing the obvious he went on a rant. He first tried to say that if I needed to pay utilities I should have let him know. I told him that before they moved in I told them the only reason I was renting a room was that I needed to get caught up with CPS, but that was none of his concern, I told him you have one responsibility, “Rent is Due on the First!” & Sarah didn’t even have bus fare.” That pissed him off that his BS didn’t fly. The only way Dustin can save face with his Fiancee, his friends, and his employer would be if he was a victim and not an irresponsible addict.

After Dustin left I texted him this, which any item may have triggered him.
In response to your actions.
1. From the day you moved in, you complained about your mothers abuse. I shared my story on how I turned it into self discovery of my talents as an artist. I built a career on my character and natural talent and skills I honed. Compared to how you responded, using it as an excuse for everything it is clear I made the wiser choice except for you and your alcoholic brain’s inability to process the morel of the story.
2. On the 1st of November you abandoned your responsibility to pay rent and you abandoned piles of beer cans and liquor bottles as well as clothes and other misc items. It was clear, you drank your rent. On your self imposed eviction you never stated you would be back for the rest of your stuff. Instead you threatened me and my dog.
3. The following day you texted that you were coming to pick up your stuff, which I had bagged up. Instead of acting like an adult you called the cops and claimed I set my dog to attack you (as you were trying to trespass) and that I came at you with a weapon. Failing to mention the facts, I was compelled to contact the police to make sure they heard the whole story… to quote the officer, “sounds like he has mental issues.”
4. I was willing to allow the police to mediate and check for any of your abandoned property but you left in an Uber before they arrived.
5. While you were waiting for the police you shouted slander & defamation accusing me of everything under the sun including being a pedophile, a cocaine dealer, having an affair with your fiancé and bragging your going to get the police to arrest me and put me in jail, all while acting like a child and making threats of violence.
6. Upon cleaning your room I found mail addressed to me … mail theft is a federal crime.
7. You continued to harass and defame my name by renaming the Spectrum Wi-Fi network “103 Albert is a pedophile” the police and Spectrum were notified and the electronic trail leads right back to you having the only access to make that edit in the Wi-Fi name.
8. You tried everything to sabotage me taking over the account and hardware including cutting the cable. You failed. Your abandoned Spectrum equipment was returned and I have my own account and Wi-Fi so I think the appropriate response should be “fuck you”
9. You promote yourself as smarter and better than everyone else. When you bragged to me at H‑E‑B not to buy toilet paper because you would steal TP from your work then days later you verbally abused your fiancé to the point of her crying in tears because she “disrespected you” I lost any respect for you or anything you have to say. You are just a miserable person trying to infect those around you.
10. Hours after you split with some of your stuff and abandoning some stuff leaving in an Uber, a pizza delivery person showed up… I told her he doesn’t live here, she called you and she said you were down the road, unable to locate you, she returned and left the pizza, bread sticks and a large magic marinara sauce at the gate. Karma tastes so good, unless you are on the receiving end. The pizza was really good too.

I can guess but I don’t know what triggered Dustin, but chopping his ego down with words certainly may have been a factor.

The statements made here I swear to be true.

I am not only ready willing and able to take a Polyograph I am EAGER to do so!