I have two roommates. One is a dude who is a friend. Pays his rent, doesn’t kick puppies, asks how the day was type of shit. The other lives in two places, mine and some other dude we know. He used to be a good friend, but he’s on a slippery downhill slide into the cesspool of Florida White Trash. He currently is runnig drugs for the other dude. I don’t mind people selling drugs if they do them, because then it’s usually incidental, but he’s just pushing shit. I hate that. Anyway he hasn’t been in my apartment more than three times in the last two months.
I told him last night that if he wanted to live with me that that was fine. I also informed him if he wants to continue to live with the other dude, that’s o.k. too, just give me back my fucking key. He basically lives there now. He doesn’t eat at my place. He has no possessions with me. He basically just uses my place for a place to crash when he gets tired of the constant in and out visitors at the other place.
I am the only one on the lease for my place, and I don’t want one of my door keys in a crack house (had bad experiences with druggies before). I just had to write this because I was up 'till 6 am, and went to work at 7:30 am. I’m cranky as hell from arguing the fact tha he no longer lives with me, he just uses me. And yes, he is timely with rent, but this isn’t about money. I’d like to help him but he’s a head case (complete with papers) and an alcoholic to boot, which makes it really fucking hard to even get him to agree to what time of day it is sometimes.
You are not an asshole at all. Ask him for the key back, and if he won’t give it, have the locks changed. All you need is some junkie swiping his key and cleaning you out. You can even tell him that you don’t mind if he crashes at your place, but he’d have to call first. If you’re uncomfortable with saying that, just tell him the landlord changed the locks, and he only gave you two keys.
Rose
How exactly are you an asshole in this situation? You’ve given him two perfectly legitimate options: live here, live there. What was his reaction? Why do you consider you’ve done wrong by trying to protect yourself from potential harm?
BTW, on an unrelated note, I’ve been curious about this for awhile now. What does “punk snot dead” mean?
“Punk’s not dead!” is a common thing to see written on walls and tattooed on people where I come from. I assume “Punk Snot Dead” is some kind of wordplay on it, maybe a bandname?
I live in the land of poseurs and ‘cheerleader’ punks (you know - the type of 17 year-old high schooler who is more ‘punk’ than anyone around them, drives daddy’s car, is on the Dean’s list, etc) and it just seemed to be that the rallying cry of these holier-than-thou punks is ‘punk’s not dead’.
No shit. It really takes a genius to figure that one out.
Anyway, just my way of making fun of that. Read it how you want (punk is snot, punk is dead - these snotty punks need to die - whatever). I just get a chuckle whenever I go somewhere and get a “Yeah man! Punk snot dead! WOO!” response from the shirt I drew the ‘slogan’ on. To me it’s like saying: “Wow! You can grow a goatee and I can’t! You’re the SHIT!”
Punk Snot Dead - I think I’m gonna use it for my next album title.
broccoli!
P.S. Dinsdale didja figure I was an asshole out all by yourself?
Of course you’re an asshole Broccoli! (you knew I’d answer this one). Anybody that’d start a punk band in Tampa has to be an asshole!
In this case you are right though. It’s your place and you shouldn’t have to worry about your key ending up in the wrong hands. He may not take it well but screw him. If he was a friend, he’d understand.
Furthermore if he’s dealing drugs, send him my way damnit!
Think about what happens if the Feds catch up with him. Maybe yes, maybe no but what if ?
You may not get accused of anything if you are lucky but your life will be held under the microscope, have you ever seen those guys search ? Who knows what might turn up.
All in all you will have an extremely stressful time.This is not something that you need.
thanks for the support :), but I’m gonna still give him 'till the first to decide. Plus I live in a strict apartment so I can’t just change the locks without having a good explanation to the office (pest control people have a master key, the maintenance people have a key and the office lease manager has one too.) It just saddens me that all my friends - once they hang out with me for any amount of time - become crack heads. I have a mystical ability to turn people into junkies or pushers. And all I do is drink, and not much drinking at that - maybe three beers a week.
ugh.
