i remember the last place i lived in was like that.
not as extreme as your situation is but the landlord was a pain in the ass for sure. his parents owned the house and he lived there with me and another roommate (this guy from the UK). even the other guy hated him. what's worse is before i moved in there, since i really didn't have too much contact with the guy from england, the landlord/roommate painted the brit up to be some pretentious annoying a$$hole that always had a bug up his ass. so, for the first couple of months i sort of stayed out of the other guy's way just not to start any trouble. but come to find out, the landlord was really the crazy one.
he was the most lazy, worthless landlord i've ever had. the dyer for the house was broken, but he never fixed it. you had to run your clothes in there about 5 times to get them dry. he was "suppose to be" renovating the bathroom but in all my time spent there (6 months) he didn't do a single thing to improve the bathroom. he was suppose to be building a backyard for his dogs but never did that. he broke one of my windows and it took him close to a month to fix it (i had to fuss his ass out to even get him started on the job). electricity bill was like $500 during the summer and i barely used anything in the house to contribute to paying a third of that. what do i look like paying over $150 when all i have plugged up is a computer, my phone, and a light in my room and this nikka's leaving his tv running and lights on in his room while he's gone? not to mention his own parents didn't even respect him. they had people move in below us and didn't even tell him they were moving in, and he was suppose to be the landlord over the place. not to mention, before i moved in, he got fired by his parents (he use to help them in mississippi but got in an argument with his dad and he fired him). i'm telling you, the guy was pathetic. i only moved there because i needed to move really quick but in the long run, it was terrible. one time he got mad because i brought a girl home really late (turns out the girl was actually an events manager at the bar he worked at where he'd deliver pizzas, smh) so he was bent out of shape about that. imagine that, a 33 year old pizza delivery man that still works for his parents, lives in his parents' house, and doesn't do shyt except whine. funny thing is, one of his dogs died on my birthday (i feel bad for the dog but i was still laughing my ass off because i knew he cared so much for that dog and it hurt him). it was like a birthday present from the gods to me...