My friend’s suitemate (she and her roomate shared a bathroom with this girl and her roomate) went nuts and called the campus police because, as she swore up and down, my friend and her roomate were peeing in her shampoo. They sent the shampoo out for testing - surprise, no pee.
When she told me this story, it gave me (and everybody else) the desperate urge to go pee in this girl’s shampoo.
Zsofia, I am ashamed at you.
Ashamed that you did not go out immediately and tinkle on her toothbrush.
Golden oppertunity to mess with her head wasted!
No surprise, given your user name.
And the award for “Getting the pun” goes to…
I kid. I’m flattered someone cared enough to post.
His room was down the hall. He left his room so as not to disturb the guy he shared the bedroom with and sat over my bedroom. (We shared a house, see)
I know! I still regret it.
Even now, it makes me wish I had access to some disliked person’s toothbrush. Perhaps this is what my dog feels when he passes the mailbox post?
I had one that never showered. EVER. not once. After I couldn’t bear a bunch of other really horrible habits and annoying things he did I told him to go to hell and moved out… wasn’t worth the effort to get him to move (that and my nice new single room would reek like hell),
Hermet, that was amazing. Sounds like a good sitcom.
And as for your roommate, Pullet, he’s a leach. Kick him out. I assume his name’s not on the lease? Or are you covering his side of the rent too and getting a few bucks from him with a “Dude, I’m gonna get this job next week, I’ll so pay you back, just let me pay you what I have at the moment.”?
If he isn’t on the lease send him to the curb.
If he is tell him you’re moving out if a lot of things don’t change effective immedietly. He can’t survive there without you, and one of those things is going to be him getting a job and paying 1/2 of the rent and food (and more for what he owes you). And not paid to you, he can buy his own groceries and pay the landlord himself. If he doesn’t like it he can go back to living in his mom’s basement or wherever the hell he crawled out of.
My worst roomate was… Well, to be honest, I was the worst roomate.
Friends would pair up their bad roomates with me, just to teach them how bad bad could be. Strange pets? I brought in a snake to one house and I didn’t own a cage for it. “Have you seen my python?” wasn’t the phase most people want roomates to utter to their dates.
Food left out? That was me. Plates of stuff would sit forever around my living areas. I remember saying “It might not be food right now, but it’ll either grow more food or attract more food, so just leave it.”
I think I’ll refrain from sharing all my tales, the great maggot infestation, blowing up the toilet with bottle rockets, the motorcycle in the living room, all can wait for other apropriate threads.
I got better but there’s a huge karmic debt just waiting for me.
Thanks, clayton_e. Fortunately, he did cover his share of the rent and does have a shiney new job that adores him and pays well. We’re sitting down tomorrow to discuss just how much his share of utilities and food is.
In the grand scale of roommates, he’s really not that bad. It’s mainly the open-mouthed chewing. Like the monkey guy from Saturday Night Live meets Jabba the Hut. ::shudder::
I hope you like being a cricket in the next live, Foible
next life. I suck.
Really, Foible? What made you amend your ways?
Glad to hear that things are starting to look up, Pullet! I am going to be moving into my own apartment soon, so I find these obnoxious roomie stories interesting if only to be aware of what to look out for. 