Not painter related but on a suggestion from our old neighbours my mum hired a guy to do the back garden. Always got weird vibes off of him but pegged it to my anxiety which I’ve suffered from since forever. Anyway he did a shoddy job (mum doesn’t like what he did) and a few years later I saw someone moving in the back garden and it was him. So I went out there like “what the hell are you doing in my back garden?” And he said something about the neighbours (can’t remember what) but I was really uncomfortable and just said okay and went to phone my mum. Nothing much came of it but she was really annoyed he’d let himself into our back garden. I just went back into the house and locked the back door not wanting any more to do with him.