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I just came home after living with my mother for a week and a half because she was sick and she needed someone to take care of her. I live in a rented apartment with my roommate. Let's call him Steve. (i have nothing against Steve's of the world)
Now, Steve is a bit of a douche, and generally not a terribly pleasant person to be around, but he pays rent mostly on time and doesn't make too much noise.
When i opened the door to the apartment the smell of rot attacked me. The sink was full of unwashed dishes which had fungus growing on them, the fridge was empty except for an expired carton of milk. Everything was strewed about and the table was covered in takeout food packaging. The bathroom was a mess...the only place in the entire house where there was some semblance of order was my bedroom. And then the horror struck me. Steve had a lady friend over, and used my bed. And didn't wash the sheets.
When i asked him something along the lines of "The hell dude?" he pretty much responded that I am the one who is supposed to clean the house, and that I should be happy that he pays the rent on time.
So, without much ado, I packed Steve's stuff, and threw them outside, alongside with Steve, and changed the lock with the owner's blessing.
Then i had to clean the entire house which took about seven hours from my life.
I am honestly thinking of never again getting a roommate.
Now I am not an OCD cleaner. I just prefer stuff to be relatively clean (so that when we have gests they don't make strange facial expressions while looking around).
But i must say that the Steve sleeping with a girl in MY BED was the last straw.
So, anyone have some kind of roommate horror story you would like to share?
How he managed to get fungus on unwashed dishes in one and half of a week?! I kept some dishes unwashed for over half a year and they never got a fungus over them?!
EDIT: I never had a roommate since my brother and parents moved out. I am visiting my parents now, though. Damn, I forgot how tedious can be living with anyone around all the time...
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How he managed to get fungus on unwashed dishes in one and half of a week?! I kept some dishes unwashed for over half a year and they never got a fungus over them?!
It is pretty warm in the apartment and the sink drips...maybe not fungus, but there were patches of some white fluffy stuff on the food that remained on the dishes...
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I had a roomate once...
I had supplied the living room furniture to our apartment. My only rule? Don't copulate on my furniture. You have a room and a bed. Use them.
I used to work nights, and I came home one eve to said event occurring.
He had brought home some bar trash, and they didn't even slow down when my key hit the lock. I dropped by keys on the table, grabbed the bottom of the couch, and dumped them onto the floor. He was quite irritated, to say the least, she wasn't embarrased at all (SHOCKER) and I made him rent a rug doctor to clean the couch the next eve.
He went and got a bean bag, which I thought was cool, until another eve I came home from work and discovered why he wanted it in the living room.
Apparently he had a phobia of having sex in his own room...
This time, wasn't my couch at least. I popped some popcorn, I sat down on the couch and started watching TV while they were going at it.
Again, he was mad but shared living space is shared living space.
You have your own room for a reason.
Thank God we only had a 6 month lease...
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This was years ago so I can look back and find it funny now, but ive had annoying roomates. One in particular was the mooch. This guy paid his rent on time and was clean so no issues there. When it came to sharing household goods though the guy was an absolute pig and cheapskate.
We worked out a plan among the three of us. One guy would buy TP or laundry detergent. somebody else would buy the next round. When mooches turn came up he would buy the 4 pack of TP or the 8 load box of laundry soap. Seriously 8 load box? I didnt even know they made a product containing so little detergent. 4 pack TP and 3 college guys....yeah that lasted no time at all.
What was worse is he always tried to make it seem like you had one more round coming. 4 squares on a TP roll or enough soap for 1/4 a load of laundry. It was really bad when it came to food. One night my other roommate bought a bag of chips and dip. Guy came home and left crumbs in the bag and stopped eating dip when his hand wouldnt fit in the tub. Infuriating.
Besides all that though I dont think ive ever had a friend who would use my digs like that Hama. I dont blame you for throwing that POS out. He probably blamed the state of the apratment on you while wooing his chick. Thats just low.
He must have left too much remains on the dishes. I actually managed to get those on edges of a pot or two, but never on plates but it might have something to do with me generally not leaving remains of food in the first place.
Yea. I had more than my share of roommates before I started a family. One guy would get drunk and break his own stuff. Afterward he would accuse everyone else of doing it. There was the one guy who came from an affluent family and didn't know what anything cost so he assumed that the $10 he chipped in for groceries the first week we lived there was enough to keep him fed for 3 months.
The guy who first introduced me to TTRPG's got kicked out for growing mushrooms in the closet. Kicked out another guy for taking my truck and then trading the spare tire for heroin.
Brother of the guy who took my truck loved the smell of his own BO and would horde dirty plates in his closet. Another guy had a dog with a terrible ear infection that stank. I wound up taking it to the vet because he wouldn't.
Yet another guy took my truck and wrecked it after getting drunk. The people he hit weren't satisfied with what my insurance offered so they sued me.
One guy moved in with me (which was supposed to be short term) when his wife left him. After she ran out of money the hotel kicked her out and he moved her and their kid into my living room. I actually moved out of that place and left him.
I'm sure there is more if I think about it.
For a host of flatmate from hell stories read John Birmingham's He Died with a Falafel in his hand and a sequel of sorts The Tasmanian Babes Fiasco.
The only bad roommate I've had was my freshman year of college. After that, I haven't roomed with anyone I didn't know decently well beforehand. I was stuck in a tripple and the other 2 guys didn't get along, so one of them left his stereo on at close to max volume playing bad techno and then went to visit people down the hall, cause he wanted to listen to it in other people's rooms. I came back and turned the volume down, and then he walked into the room, turned the volume back up, and then left.
He transfered down the hall shortly after. he never did anything similar in the other room. If I had to put up with a full year of him, I think his stereo would have hit the ground 3 stories down.
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I feel your pain, Hama. My life's experience with roommates:
1) Studied in a boarding school all three of my high school years (I hear in America High School starts at 9th grade. What's up with that?), and we switch rooms every year. While 11th grade was tolerable, and 12th grade was actually great - we had a 5 person room but we were only 4 guys, one of them my best friend, and my girlfriend unofficially moved in after a short while. But 10th grade... the first year living out of home... that was a bad one. We had a 6 person room. It was basically composed of two narrow spaces, each of them containing three beds, and a shared toilet/shower area. One guy was a sleepyhead and would just about always be in the room, napping - which meant zero privacy. A couple of others were extremely noisy. And the remaining two would bicker endlessly. Amidst all that chaos, just to farther the fun, we only had 4 names among the six of us - a couple of Dans and a couple of Itais.
2) not my story, but my girlfriend's - she lives in an apartment with 4 other girls, not by choice but of necessity - she is in the thick of two years of civic service (which is an option for girls instead of serving in the army). Since she has no choice about the matter, she isn't living with the most classy people of all time. There is the usual trouble with them being sometimes unpleasent company, and with them being very unclean in the public spaces of the apartment, but there are sometime much worse things. One of the girls she lives with comes from a very low economical standing and has many friends who are literally homeless junkies. Often when my girlfriend returns from a weekend at home to the apartment, she finds out that several drunk people left their trash all over the apartment, including empty beer bottles, half eaten sandwiches,
the whole deal. One time she found some stuff on her bedside table, in her own room... and the worst thing is that she has no authority to kick the girl out, and has to file complaints through all sorts of cumbersome bureaucratic channels.
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*cough* With Hustonderek I wouldn't worry about barracks...
Well, I suppose there is reason why he used future tense when stating that.