Terrible Roommate

Terrible Roommate

Ms and Mr. Little Piggy-Wiggy

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Okay, so, How to start this story off…

My boyfriend and I had moved from his parents house into a different town, and location. With our three roommates (Now just one, but we have allot of roommates) Before we had moved into the house we are currently staying in, one of our roommates would let their dogs shit everywhere, punish them two hours later, complain that she can’t wash dishes because she needed gloves. Doesn’t clean after herself once she gets done cooking. She would take showers with her dogs, Gross! Who does that?! Her and her boyfriend would leave Three WEEK old dish in their bedroom and under their bed.

She would make these “Sounds” that an ANIME character would. She did this on a daily basis. Hell, she makes baby noises when they are having sex (Mind you, we could hear them clear as day). She ate a WHOLE entire pizza by herself, high jack my drink (Though I do this to my bff though its different) and drink half of it and only leave me just a few sips left…Thanks bitch. She would complain how dirty the house was and how MY cat was missing the litter box and be shitting on the tile in the bathroom while her dogs shit EVERYWHERE.

Once we had moved into our house we are living in, we would come home from work and she would be complain how her feet hurt, how tired she was, how she can’t run because of her ankles…Bitch was to fucking fat to run, now I know that was mean to say, but by God she was to fat to even run to save herself. She had left her room a mess, to where you can’t even walk in! Once, when we looked at the house, she wanted the bigger bedroom because of the bed, saying she had a bad back. While my boyfriend had a fucked up back, it’s not alined right I do forgot what it was called. Scoliosis or something like it. Her and her boyfriend would complain about the smell of pot that we smoke upstairs and how it leads down stairs. They complain how we don’t invite them to anything, when we would throw a beer party. They eat everything in the house, use all of the TP and paper towels.

Now remember what I said about how she needed to use gloves for dishes? Well she did them once,… only half of them and asked ME to do the rest because her feet were hurting. She has to sit every time we go somewhere. She had started pacing up their shit, or should I say made her boyfriends brother and sister pack up her shit for her. And she would sit on the bed, demanding them to put shit in shit and what not. She had the nerve to ask me not to tell anyone that they were moving, while it was obvious that their shit was gone… Once, she had asked me if I needed anything and I said “Yea, a toothbrush.” so, she bought one, and asked me to have it and gave me hers… of course me not wanting to be a bitch said sure…all because the fucking toothbrush was her favorite color. They would leave trash every where not do a damn thing about cleaning, just watch people do it, and when they do clean they expect someone to do the dishes, because they wiped and swept and taken out the trash. Lazy ass people I’m glad they are gone, were still trying to get the smell of rotten pussy and ass with a hit of sweaty balls out of the room they were in.

fk my life

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I am a college freshman and i didnt get pair up with the roomate i chose, so i was assigned to a random guy. The guy is asian, which give me a relief since i thought that asian should have any bad habit,they are usually clean and nice.I am asian myself ,so i know its much better than ending up with a pothead.
As it turn out, he do not do drugs and does not party. He also does not have a normal sleeping habit. He take 8naps a day, and set up 16 alarms to wake him up. This is what make me hate him, he should fking know that others have to fking sleep too, his fking alarm wakes me up 3-6 times every night. He is also a heavy sleeper which make it difficult for the alarm to wake him up, so i have to listen to each alarm to go on for at least 3 min. He also snoree really loud, like really loud, i max the volume on my laptop and can still hear his snore.
Beside from bad sleeping habit, he is also really dirty, he wear the same sweater and sweat pant for the 3months i’ve been living with him. He also shower faster than i brush my teeth, for the past 3 months i’ve only seen him taking shower once.How i know he dont shower? I know because his soap bar is still the same size as 3 months ago,and that is the product he use.
When i first move in ,in late august when it was still hot, the room temperature is always hotter than outside, because all the heat he release.The room always smells like shit.The guy dont shower, and has really strong body ordor, plus the only window is next to his bed ,which he never open .
He also stacks up his trash, he only clear them out once at the end of the week.He bought all the food back to the room and eat them.So, at the end of the week there would be like 30 smelly food containers on his table.

Bringing guns into the dorm

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My freshman year roommate was a complete psycho. He moved into the dorm room a few hours before I got there and proceeded to divvy out what he thought should be his, stacking his shit on both sides, and claiming both bookshelves. His parents seemed pretty cool, but promptly left when he through a fit after I asked if I could use one of the bookshelves. Fit throwing was pretty much a precursor to our entire term sharing the room. Everything I did he would complain about, and after the first month he got extremely confrontational; up in my face trying to throw down at the littlest things. Half way into the term he decided to join the pistol club, but because he was a psycho he thought it would be best if he kept the gun in our room.

Now I’ve been around guns most my life, and didn’t have a huge issue with him keeping it in the room (even though it was grounds for immediate eviction from the dorms, and expulsion from the university) I figured it was his, and if shit hit the fan I’d just play ignorant and let him take the fall.
Having firearm experience I know it’s generally not a good idea to keep a weapon loaded, or out of a case/lock box for obvious reasons, and being it was the dorms I figured he’d be discreet and at least keep it in his closet or something. O’ was I wrong…. One day I came home and he was freaking out about one of his midterms (that he had apparently failed) and I told him to chill the fuck out only to have him pull back his pillow and show me the gun. He asked me if I had anything else to say… I lost my shit started cussing him out and telling him how fucking unacceptable it was to just leave that out lying around. He then informed me that loaded, under his pillow, was where he kept it (barrel pointed towards my bed).

I told him that I wanted a new roommate and that when I returned the pistol had better be out of our room. Went down to the RD’s room and requested a new roommate (I didn’t throw him under the bus, not wanting to ruin his life… but enough was enough). After a few days of staying with a friend I came back and all his shit was moved out of the room. I found out through our RA that he had a mental breakdown (probably figuring I’d snitched about the gun) packed up his shit and moved into another dorm.

Apparently after finals week he left the gun out on his desk when packing up for winter break, the RA in his new dorm saw it and he was evicted from university housing and was scheduled to go in front of a university panel to “discuss” his future at the school.. Fortunately for everyone he flunked out and didn’t return for winter term.

Two HORRID roommates

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I had two HORRID roommates that have turned me off roommates until I move in with my future ex.

1. Bounced every one of her checks to me for utilities, and half her rent checks. Almost got me evicted and in debt.
She also held beer bashes at our place where there was a lot of drug use, loud people, people throwing beer cans onto the lawn (our landlord lived on the first floor so it is not like we would not be caught easily.) This was before either of us was 21, so the beer itself was illegal.

2. ROOMMATE FROM HELL
1. Used the money we were both putting towards a used fridge to buy a fish tank instead
2. Told me were not getting the cat we had agreed on getting because 1. would eat the fish. 2. her boyfriend was allergic
(by the way, we agreed on getting the cat before she used fridge money to buy the fish tank)
3. Would turn the heat AND the air conditioner on simultaneously in her room and expect me to pay 1/2 the electricity for it.
4. Would call into work when “Aunt Flow” was in town and spend the whole 3 days on the living room couch dressed in her mangy robe, moving only to use the bathroom, and not even to shower
5. Would continuously get us warning of eviction from the building manager for noise problems.
6. Would eat 1/2 my food and never replace it.
7. Not once invited me to go grocery shopping when she went, even though she had a car and i didn’t (but still stole my food)
8. Purposely broke my table on the way out of the apartment our last day as roommates (I got back for that one though, I threw water balloons into her moving truck from my new apartment. The building manager had agreed to let us out of our lease early if she promised never to live there again. I took a studio apartment in the same building.)

Pot smoking clean freak!

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So here it is…myself and my friend had found a GREAT apartment, and the 3rd roommate, a good friend of mine, backed out at the last minute…hearing friends give positive recommendations about people they found on craiglist, we decided to go that route…we found people right away, as the place is inexpensive and very nice, and my roommate and I are both quite friendly and accommodating. Anyway, it was a female (we’re both males), but she was very nice, very willing to split all the costs of things such as cleaning products, cable, internet, utilities, etc. Our lease started soon, so we said, sure, this will be fine.

Within just a few days, it was clear things WEREN’T going to work out. Not only was she incredibly annoying (one of those people who backs you into a corner and talks for about half an hour when it’s clear that you are busy), and was constantly complaining about the condition of the apartment, even though it was fairly immaculate. My roommate and I were very busy with work (oh yeah, the third roommate, to my knowledge, didn’t have a job), and were rarely there. One day I got home, and the apartment REEKED of pot. I knew the roommate smoked a lot of pot, and even told her that what she did in her room was her business, but I didn’t want that going on in the living room and kitchen-area, because I didn’t want the smell permeating and sticking around. She said OK. Came up 2 nights later, and she is sitting on MY couch in the living room, smoking a bowl with her boyfriend. OK, maybe she didn’t understand me. I told her AGAIN to not smoke pot in the living room. Few nights later, you can take a guess what I caught her doing.

OK, so that’s just how it started…she then came complaining to me a few days ago that she really can’t live with guys, she wants to clean the bathroom every day, and it’s just too time consuming. I made it clear to her that we definitely want to have and enjoy a clean apartment, but we have to be reasonable…in other words, we’re not cleaning the bathroom and kitchen counter with antibacterial soap every day, it’s insane. She then went on to say that she basically wants to move out…I said OK, but made it clear that we need to find another roommate to fill her spot before she is relieved of her duty to pay rent (we have a signed sub-lease for 1 year). She kept blabbering away, and I finally just left the apartment. The next night, I went up to the place, and her whole room is cleared out, literally as if she had never moved in. She then calls my roommate and tells him that she is demanding half of November’s rent back, because I was so messy that she had to clean for 8 hours. Mind you, I use the bathroom to shower, I sleep in my own room of course, and have rarely used the common area.

friends NO more

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I invited my long time friend to live with my husband and me after she separated from her physically abusive husband. She lived with us for about a year. She had a healthy sexual appetite and was always coming home with random guys who I’d find in the kitchen the next morning wearing a towel and rummaging through the fridge. After she brought home a steel drum player – and his entire troupe – from the Carnaval parade one year, we finally asked her to leave.

End of friendship. No great loss as far as I’m concerned.

Married Couple

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Oh yeah, one time I rented a room from a married couple and they would fight like you wouldn’t believe. That sucked. The biggest problem was that my room was at the back of the house and in order to get in and out I had to go through the living room/kitchen area. So they would be out there screaming and throwing things at each other (seriously) and I would be trapped in my goddamn room. I climbed out the window once. Two stories up. That sucked.

Phone Revenge

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I had a roommate that was a phone addict and slept with the phone next to her head. I had a boyfriend at the time that would call me at 2 am for phone sex. She started interceding our calls and saying that I was asleep. I had to put an end to that sh*t right away, so I got my own phone line installed. Which was great, because our rooms connected at the bathroom and when she was in the shower too long and I wanted to get in there I would simply call her phone from my phone, listen to the water turn off immediately because she was so afraid to miss a single phone call, and then just as she opened the door to her room and took about two steps I would hang up the phone. Every single day. She never caught on.

Revenge

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I had awful downstairs neighbors for a year or so in the early 1990’s. One day I reached my breaking point. I went to the restroom in a ziplock bag, marched down to the laundry room when I knew they were doing their laundry, poured the contents in to the washer and onto their nice freshly washed laundry, and skipped back to my apartment.

Bad Nurse

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I was renting from a free-lance Nurse who had a son, two small children, and a ton of “guy friends” I’d come home and on several occasions the front door would be open, or the oven on, etc…
The Nurse was sleeping with 4 different guys and once left her son (who was 8 years old) home alone figuring I’d take care of him.
The last straw was when she invited my lawyer boyfriend and I for a home cooked meal. I went to wash up and when I came back found them making out on the couch. I kicked him out and was moved out by the weekend.