On a scale from 1-10, how difficult are you to live with?
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I like to think I’m close to 1, but really, I’m more of a 3, which I would describe as “super easy to get a long with generally, just with because most things I just don’t care, and I will tolerate quite a lot of shit, but there are at least a few things I will definitely get bent out of shape about.” I generally avoid confrontation, but I know where it is and I will go there and get it if I have to.
I should really have my wife fill that out…
Though when she’s not home, the dogs think I’m a blast. Hilarious one-liners, kareoke with bawdy alternate lyrics, a lot of dancing to vintage tunes…
I think I’m pretty easy to live with and my wife generally agrees except for my enjoying commenting on her stupid shows and I’m ok with the house much dirtier than she prefers.
On the other hand my first college roommate threatened to stick I knife in my chest while I was sleeping while holding said knife in a threatening manner. He liked to sleep in a very cold room while I preferred a more temperate environment. Most nights we kept the windows open as per his preference. One night I read it was going to snow so I asked him to close the window before he went to bed. I woke up freezing with 2" of snow in our room about an hour before I had to go to class. I couldn’t get back to sleep so I laid there stewing. I went to class and was bitching about my roommate and a friend suggested teaching him a lesson. So we went back to my room after class with him still asleep in his boxers and the window still open. I gathered a trashcan full of snow, came back to the room threw back his covers and dumped it on his bear back. He took a swing at me and I was laughing so hard I fell over and he fell out of bed. He went and pouted with his girl friend fo several hours and that night he treated to kill me. I told him he was too much of a pussy to do anything about it and went to sleep.
It’s not me, it’s you.
Kind of a tough question but I voted 3. I’m an easy-going person, not prone to getting impatient or upset with people, and am kind of a doormat when it comes to putting up with annoying behavior, but there are two things I think would be a pain in the ass:
If you’re one of those people who needs to talk to people every time you see them, or you have a super high cleanliness threshold, we may not be a good fit.
Well, my dogs like me.
I rated myself a 3. I consider myself easy to get along with…as long as you agree with me. Seriously though I think it has more to do with e fact that I aced it with my choice for second wife. She’s an absolute gem.
A 3, I guess, maybe even 2 because I hate to rock the boat. I will possibly end up detesting you and all you stand for because I’m not great at standing up for myself with people I don’t know well, and I let resentment build. But I hide it really, really well and you’ll think I’m easy as pie to live with.
I feel like this is a different question if we’re talking about partners. As a roommate, I’m a 3. As a wife? Well, you’d still have to deal with the messiness, but pile on some neurosis there. I’m not gonna lie, it gets annoying. My emotional ups and downs are counterbalanced by my sense of humor, loving support and loyalty every day of the week. Even though I’m harder to live with as a spouse, it’s still the better deal.
I picked 3. In general, I’m pretty easy to get along with and I think I’m fairly tolerant. I did have one roomie who would go into my room and take my candles for date night - without asking me. I ended up moving out and getting my own place - that was a pretty big violation of privacy to my mind. I had another very short-term roomie who gave a fake name but my address and phone number when she went to the hospital, and I was badgered for months about her bills.
For my part, I’m not a super neat-freak - as long as my kitchen doesn’t become a science experiment and the toilet gets scrubbed periodically, I’m good. I expect courtesy - like keeping the noise down when I’m trying to sleep and not leaving crap in common areas. Beyond that, you go your way, I’ll go mine, and we can coexist just fine.
Not voting: because some people have found me very easy to get along with, and other people have found me impossible to get along with. (And, usually, vice versa.)
Some people are seriously annoyed, or worse, by things that other people either don’t care about, or are actively in favor of. IMO it’s more a matter of whether the particular individuals are compatible than of some people being generally hard and others generally easy to get along with.
I try to stay out of others’ way. When I was younger I used to be less confrontational, but I’m a little more willing to say something if I don’t like it. I’ve lived with a fairly wide range of personalities so I’d say I’m fairly easy to get along with.
I think I’m a 1. Perhaps my wife disagrees. But I’ve had a number of roommates/flatmates/housemates, and always enjoyed living with people, and never had an issue with any of them, whether in a small 2-person, single room set-up to a larger, multi-person dwelling with six people. Nobody’s ever annoyed me and if I annoyed them, I didn’t know about it. There’s very little that will upset me. Hell, I had a roommate that even fired his gun inside our unit every so often. (Not when anyone was home.) I’m pretty chill.
I live alone.
I voted a 3 but in reality I’m pretty much a 1. The thing with me is that I’m comfortable with being quiet, neat, and private, but I long ago learned to accept most people aren’t and I don’t try to change them. When the place is dirty, I clean, and if it gets dirty again, I clean again. If my roommates are loud, I go out and find someplace quiet.
I voted 3 because I’m a gearhead, and I’m not proud of it but I get pissed when people mess with my car or motorcycle. I’ve had motorcycles damaged twice by roommates that were “just goofing around, man - sorry.” You can’t just damage the bike, you can hurt yourself; and it’s all the more annoying because it’s never someone that rides messing with your bike. Both accidents wouldn’t have happened if the person rode, because then they’d have known motorcycles are heavy or the exhaust pipes get hot.
No idea.
But I’d guess, on my worst day, a bit of nightmare. But on my good days, a dream come true.
Y’know, like everyone on earth! 
It totally depends on the living arrangements. I’m easy to live with assuming I have my own bathroom and plenty of square feet of living space. In a jail cell, someone’s getting hurt.
I’m very easy to get along with, until I’m not. I need my personal space, and too much mess or clutter in the common areas (kitchen, living room, bathroom) really gets on my nerves.