Okay, I know some of y’all hate these posts, so here’s your chance to hit the ol’ BACK button now. I need to rant somewhere.
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All righty then. Time for a rant on my roommate. She’s a great friend, but it absolutely sucks to live with her. I’ve lived here since November of 1998 with her. And I’m beginning to wonder WHAT I was thinking when I signed the lease for another year.
She has more crap than I can shake a stick at, and insists on keeping boxes for everything. Now, I am not a packrat. I understand some people are, and that’s fine! Just keep it in your own room, not in mine, the living room, the dining room… She’s terrible about paying me for phone/electric bills, and is quite possibily the most passive-agressive person I’ve ever met. She will literally walk through the apartment sighing loudly and slamming doors while looking at me. I ask what’s up. “Nothing.” Fine then…I ain’t asking again. (Note: Her mother died three years ago. I understand she is still upset over this. However, that is NOT a license to act like a bitch.) Honestly, half the time it’s because I’m on the PC. (Which is mine, and I pay for net access. Honestly, she’s lucky I let her use it.) She won’t ask me if she can use something…she’d rather just sit there and seethe.
Final straws: I came back from Christmas vacation on December 30th. Flight back was terrible, getting home was worse. I walk in, and discover there’s 3 weeks worth of shit on our dining room table. Including pots and pans from the kitchen, her coat, her umbrella, and a ton of junk mail. (The kitchen is a whole 'nother rant.) Okay, fine. I walk into my room, where the door has been closed. She put all the empty boxes, bags, and other shit that USED to be in our dining room into my room, all over my bed. This was so her family would think she kept the place up. I just silently bagged it all up and tossed it. That night. She never said a word.
However, the worst happened today. We now have her family’s dog, because her father was mistreating it. This is fine with me. However, Abby ALSO mistreats the dog. I;m sorry…a 15 year old dog is not going to change its behavior. Y’all let it beg for food before…that’s NOT going to change. I don’t mind at all…my dog did the same thing. However…I discovered something tonight. She won’t give the dog any food, but she will place the PLATE on the floor after she’s done for the dog to lick it off. I went ballistic. I told her she was NEVER to do that with my plates again.
So…I’m thinking of finding a new apartment once I find a new job. (Any DC dopers who work for the government care to help me out with that??? :)) Random question though - the lease is in her name, although I signed it as well. If I leave, is that breaking the lease?
And thanks for listening…I know this was REALLY long.
“You are sweet, kind, and considerate… Like a grown up boy scout with tits!” - Brian, aka SDMB’s one and only Satan.