Roomate stories

[ZaichikArky]

College students and older kids discuss the various terrible roomates they've had.

I had my first roomate when I was a freshman living in the dorms in my university. The girl was nice, popular, and overall a person who didn't like confrontations. She was obsessed with sitting in her dorm and watching movies/dvds/tv. She had to be watching tv to do any homework and I often felt like i needed to be kicked out of the room to do my homework because I can work only with very very minimal distractions. I disliked living with her, but she was a very nice girl and I still talk to her today.

I hate my current roomate. As a person, I find him stupid. As a friend I find him lacking. As a person, I find him inferior to myself. We live in a two bedroom apt. Only us. He's a very eccentric person. He was my friend before, but I only moved in with him because i had a couple of illegal ferrets with me at the time and I literally could not find anyone else to live with. So i was stuck with him.

He male, so obviously he's a slob. I have NEVER met an American male who is clean. Literally. Every single male close to my age is such a fucking slob and I am a bit neat freaky.... actually, perhaps more than a little bit.

He has literally NEVER cleaned up anything of his unless I literally yell at him to do that, and he only does it so I stop yelling at him.

He has enormous hair which I though was sort of attractive at first, but it gets everywhere. I had to buy two containers of draino in 5 months.... also he leaves his hair all over the bathroom and never, ever bothers to clean it.

He cannot cook and BROKE my fire alarm to the point of it literally not working anymore because he set it off so many times. When times come when I scream at him the proper way to cook things he screams back "omg I'm too busy to cook that way."

When I ask him what he has been doing all day long he says replies with "I need to read 150 pages and go to bed by midnight..............." uh ok.

He is the biggest slacker I know. His parents are rich and give him tons of money. He has an award-winning anime collection which he's always watching and updating. Also, he got a PS2 about 3 months ago and all he does nowdays until 11 pm at night is try to get a perfect game in We <3 Katamari. When he's not doing that, he is watching anime or cartoon network. I know because he laughs at everything and I always hear him laughing at the crap he is watching.

Overall, he is a very very bad inconsiderate roomate which I would have never had in the first place had it not been for my animals.

He's impossible to reason with because he's pretty damn stupid and just... he doesn't think. He doesn't bother to think anything through at all and it just pains me to know how stupid he is compared to me. I'm just a girl. I'm somewhat egotystical, but I find most people intelligent. He is one of the few people I find so much stupider than me. And I never associate with anyone I find significantly stupider than me because I honestly can't handle it very well.

I know I'm bitchy, but I have a right to be. He's a terrible roomate. Me, other than locking myself in my room for over 8 hours a day and playing online and doing silly things in my room, the only time I ever come out and communicate to him is to scream at him for the latest travesty.... And we still talk about silly things that normal people talk about at the same time ....

I will never miss living with him when I move out in the summer. Not in the least. I'll be happy. I'll just use this as a learning experience : ).

Sorry for the ranting. I'm bored and have to go to the bathroom badly. He's singing in the shower right now ;_;. This is a distraction from my discomfort until he gets out.

300 pages for me to read tonight ;_;. Man this sucks.

Share stories : ).

[gyoza]

Me and my best friend from back home in Singapore went to the same college here in NY and ended up rooming together. It was all kinds of awesome. Still, we each had our quirks... such as my tendency to compact the trash instead of take it out, and wait for him to do it (I'm by no means a slob but he's by far much neater so he always was the one to clean the room up because he couldn't stand it anymore).

He spent hours on the phone, and the phone was on my side of the room. He also tended to fidget with stuff while he was talking, so every time after he had a conversation on the phone I'd find my entire desk (books, keys, electronics) entirely rearranged. He was an awesome roommate though, quirks or not he played a big part keeping me sane my freshman year.

The other thing was that he tended to attract a certain type of girl, and had a harem of such girls. This 'type' of girl also happened to be the type of girl I'm interested in. Hilarity ensues. :D

[NERD]

What kind of college allows co-ed dorms? And not co-ed as in girls and boys live in the same building, but they live in the same room?

[gyoza]

Hmm, maybe she's living off-campus in an apartment?

[ZaichikArky]

What kind of college allows co-ed dorms? And not co-ed as in girls and boys live in the same building, but they live in the same room?

What do you mean? In reference to me, or gyoza? My college did not have co-ed dorms. I live right now offcampus in an apartment. We have seperate rooms of course. Sorry if this was not clear.

[Overkongen]

I would much rather live with a slob, than with some hysterical female.

[mawande]

Perhaps he, the rich one, should hire a maid.

[Praetorian]

He male, so obviously he's a slob.


I'd much rather be a slob (even though I'm not) than someone who generalises.

[MNJetter]

My boyfriend isn't a slob.

I'm not exactly messy, but he's even neater than me. hehe

When I was in college, my roommate sophomore year was a complete slob. I mean like three-foot-tall piles of clothing on the floor and dirty dishes on the counter because they wouldn't all fit in the sink.

I felt horrible yelling at her, though, because she also happened to be my best friend. So I just cleaned up when I couldn't stand it anymore - I figured that if I'm the one uncomfortable with the mess, I ought to be the one to make an example and do something about it. And it wasn't all that much trouble after a while - I'd do little things like every time I washed my dishes, I would do five dishes of hers. And I think it guilt-tripped her a little because she started being neater after a while on her own. I guess sometimes being subtle really is the best way to maintain harmony in a relationship. :hat:

[Trump]

OK, that's a frustrated rant, but I fail to see how you describe a horrible roommate. A slob, sure, but does he truly scare you?

I was living in the dorms my sophmore year and my roommate was a complete psycho nut job. Let's see... first, he was an entomology (insect studies) major. That should have been my first clue something in his head was not right. One day I came back to my dorm room and found a dead squirrel in a jar on the window sill. He had found it outside or something. We lived on the first floor, and he managed to plant a "flower bed" outside our window. Remember, we lived in a DORM; no one even thinks to do something like that let alone follows through with it. The housing office never did anything about it because I don't think they knew what to do. I'm not sure he ever got anything to grow in it anyway so it was just a little box with dirt in it.

Hmm... he earned the nick name "Wolfman" with other people in the dorm. Sometimes walking down the hallway or in the stairwell you could hear someone howling like a dog or a wolf or some bad impersonation. Yeah, that was him.

He was the lightest sleeper I had EVER seen. Checking my email (with the speakers off) would wake him up. Just the mouse clicks were enough, and my mouse doesn't click very loud either. He would go to be EARLY too, like 8pm (IN COLLEGE!!!). He'd get up at around 6 or so to go running. So really I could never be in my room after the sun went down, and that was really annoying. One night I had to write a paper for class the next day so I was up pretty late. You know, I was up to like 11pm writing this paper (not 3-4 am like other people I knew). At around 9pm he got up and left. I didn't think anything of it except that my roommate was wierd. About an hour later my RA (resident assistant) came into the room with my roommate in tow saying he found my roommate sleeping in the basement and that was not acceptable. We had to have a "talk" about working out our differences. Somehow that was hilarious to me.

For halloween he taped tin foil up over all of the lights and windows of the whole dorm floor, so it was pitch black in the hallway. He also tied up string across the hall kinda like you find in haunted houses. Talk about a safety hazard. One day he just decided he wanted to room to look like a spider web (unrelated to halloween). He tied up string all over the room. I walked in after dark that night and almost clotheslined myself. I was slightly pissed.

And all of this was during the course of 4 months, I moved out after that semester because I couldn't take it. I was honestly scared for my saftey. My next roommate was just wierd/disgusting. He talked about sex and masturbation ALL the time (mostly masturbation since he didn't have a girlfriend... I wonder why...). He even gave up masturbation for LENT!! The day after Lent ended he subtlely (ok, not so subtlely) asked me to just not be in the room for a while that night. Eeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww. I stayed away for like the entire night.

Not all guys are slobs, really. Some are, and you can usually tell after knowing them for just a little while. Some girls are slobs too. You are the one who chose to keep the animals and live with him. You had to know what you were getting into (or you didn't take the time to find out). You could have sent the animals back to live with your parents for a few months while figuring out how to deal with the situation. And really, its just a mess, just annoying. Its just hair, just dirty dishes, a short wait for the bathroom. Perhaps you should try to be a little flexible while you work out your next move?

[ZaichikArky]

Not all guys are slobs, really. Some are, and you can usually tell after knowing them for just a little while. Some girls are slobs too. You are the one who chose to keep the animals and live with him. You had to know what you were getting into (or you didn't take the time to find out). You could have sent the animals back to live with your parents for a few months while figuring out how to deal with the situation.

I know all guys aren't slobs. I find that all American men I know are slobs.... I'm sure this isn't true for a lot of American men. Really, I'm not that judgemental, however, IN MY EXPERIENCES all American men I've ever met my age are slobs. I'm rather slobbish in my room. Like I take up to 5 days to sort out all my clean laundry. Heh. It's laying out on a pile on the floor. However, with any other living space I like to be meticulately clean.... I dislike crap all over the kitchen and bathroom and always have kept these areas clean in any place i've ever lived. So it highly bothers me. Anyway, your account was very silly and intersting. The entomology major.... you know *I* wanted to be an entomology major at some point. Heh. But then I decided I didn't want to handle the chemistry classes.

I would much rather live with a slob, than with some hysterical female.

I am not hysterical at all. I usually bother to talk to him only to tell him to clean up his shit, and honestly he rarely questions my commands XD. If he does, I argue with him about why he seriously NEEDS to clean it up. Last night I had this huge argument with him about why I didn't want the whole place to reek of smoke for 3 hours because literally all he eats are these burgers he fries, and some sort of fast food that requires no cooking. He fries these burgers at least 3 times a week, if not more, and I have to deal with my fire alarm breaking and the stink all the damn time. So I told him "okay, I will explain to you the proper way to cook meat." He instantly started arguing "I don't have time to cook it that way." I neglect to say why he doesn't have time to spend 20 minutes cooking his meat properly when he spends up to 8 hours a day playing Katamari Damacy.

God he's stupid.

I know I could have worse. My friend's ex roomate:

-was into his own shit. He would put on adult diapers and stink up the house.
-stole from her constantly
-assulted her with a fork and a hot frying pan
-has Aspergers so he literally could not understand reasoning
-messed up her computer all the time
-would neglect to pay her rent
- was overall a much filthier person than my roomate

She had to live with him for about 2 or so years because he was kicked out of his stepdad's place and he had no where to go. She felt sorry for him until she realized why in the first place he was kicked out.

He was the most terrible roomate I have ever heard about. But also, my friend is hard to live with too XD. She is a chain smoker who smokes indoors, needs to be alone every night on the computer or else she kind of freaks out(certain mental problems), and keeps the house constantly at an 80 degree room temperature


I honestly am not difficult to live with at all. I just have 2 rules I need done or else I will bitch until I get my way:

-clean up your fucking shit so I don't have to always be doing it for you
-no noise after 11 pm AT ALL beacause I am an extremely light sleeper(actually my roomate rarely gives me trouble with this anymore...)

Other than that, I stay locked up in my room up to 8 hours or even more a day if I'm not working and you will never know I'm even around... until American Idol is on XD.

[FOBulous]

My roommate had sex in my room somewhere but he won't tell me where. I had to de-toxify my room for fear of getting man juice on me.

[hidethedrone]

Have you ever looked at it from the other point of view?


I was living with a girl like you... only this was special...


She stiffed me for first months rent and untilities.


Complained about literally everything (your recliner is ugly, so she moved it without saying anything)

She had her boyfriend move in, he never paid anything because he only "used her shower" (he was there all day on his days off playing playstation)

They blamed my guitar amp for oil spots on the carpet, even though i don't oil my amp.

After stiffing us with the first months rent, they aquired a $1400 bed, and a brand new '06 car.


They're moving this weekend. I'm happy.

The boyfriend was my best friend. I repeat, was. I'm still happy.

[DesertLily]

I've had a total of three roommates in college (not counting the one week I lived with an RA friend of mine, as that was more of a transition than anything else).

The first one was a completely antisocial YuGiOh yaoi fan who was nice enough, but who I really couldn't connect to. She had a nice computer, a lot of good stuff, but I just couldn't get the girl to talk, and that made living there suck. She was CONSTANTLY on the computer, and it was kinda sad. :\ I would ask her to the movies, invite her to hang out with me and my friends, but she would always refuse. She would just stay on her computer and write her YuGiOh fanfics or do her livejournal RP's. When she moved out nine months later, she didn't even TELL me she was moving. I came back from vacation, and there was a completely different girl in the room.

The second one..I have talked about way too much. I will simply sum it up by saying that she was evicted for drinking, throwing parties, having people over past curfew, having sex while I was in the room (the first night she moved in, btw, and apparently before I came back they had sex on my bed too), noise complaints, and violating her housing probation. Maybe I sound like a prude in that post, but she was honestly such an inconsiderate bitch. She would apologize for doing something, then that very night when she thought I was asleep or not listening or something, she would be on the phone or talking with her boyfriend who snuck in to sleep with her and bitch about me while I'm about 5 feet away. Plus, she was a total pothead, and it was so annoying to listen to her when she was talking on her phone, as she would just repeat herself over and over and over. I never want to hear the word "caviar" again. But yeah, she was just hell.

My third roomie was a good friend of mine, is STILL a good friend of mine, and there's really nothing interesting to say. We had the same taste in almost everything, and she was just fabulous to live with. I wish I still lived with her now, as it was just SO much fun.

[Decade]

My roommate is one of the funniest dumbasses I ever met, he's hysterically fun sometimes. I remember last spring we each went to different parties one saturday night. I got home around 1:30 AM and got in bed to watch a little tv.

Then he gets home about 40 minutes later totally drunk AND hyper (most people get slower by beer, he acts like he has a sugar high) and started laughing hysterically.

"DUDE, I JUST pissed in the middle of the street!"

I was dumbfounded on this one, he really stumped me, so I had to ask.


"....why?"

"OH JESUS, you GOTTA hear me out! I went down to BC (Boston College is about an hour away by T from BU) and I drank SO much beer, and when I got on the T to come back about an hour ago (the T in Boston sucks, it stops around 12:30PM every night), 20 minutes into it I had to pee REALLY bad!"

"So you got off?"

"No WAY! Man, I didnt have any money left to get back on the T!"

Basically, he had spent one hour on the T on the verge of tears as he prayed the T would stop vibrating and stop making him want to piss. Halfway through the ride he actually considered pissing in a corner of it, but then someone else got on and he couldnt if he wanted to. Basically, by the time he finally reached the stop back home, he was at critical mass and literally ran out into the middle of Comm ave (one of the most high traffic AND clearly seen streets in Boston) and literally started pissing in the middle of the road.

":eyepop: didnt anybody see you?! Or didnt anybody drive by??"

"HAHA, no, nobody drove by, and when somebody walked by on the street I just turned so they couldnt actually see it."

"...go wash your hands."

He's disgusting, he's a MORON, but he's funny as hell.

[General_Failure]

Ok, well, figured I’d post on this since I’m bored. And this is something GOOD to say about roomies

After joining the military and getting to my first “real” base(although nellis AFB is NOT a “real” base!) I was living in the dorms at first, but since there was more people expected to move in I was given the choice to get the hell out of the dorms(seriously, fuck room inspections). Well one of our newer troops was a great chick to hang around and she too lived in the dorms, but since they only had like 5 rooms for girls only, her option to move out was basically the same time as mine. Out of everyone we knew, there wasn’t any of them we could really trust with our shit. So we moved off base and started collecting the mad cash that wasn’t being used on the apartment(since we weren’t married we both got BAH*base allowance for housing*) so it was half price to live together. After the first few months it was basically getting furniture and fun stuff like that to fill the apartment, we were not slobs, after being hit with sticks by supervisors that inspected our rooms when we lived in the dorms, and since we worked with each other it was like we were never apart, well we all know how this goes. We only had minor arguments over peddly stuff. But life was good, we went everywhere here in Vegas, did almost everything there was to do, I took her out, she took me out(yes it works both ways damnit). The casual sex was great perk too, lol. But we were a funny couple, she was black, I’m ultra white, almost see through, she had her taste of music, I had mine, etc etc, it honestly was amazing it worked so well. But then she got orders to go to korea last year, and she’s been gone since. I miss her, but we still chat at work(free to call over government phone lines, rar), emails etc. Since I’m getting out and going to move on with life, get my degrees etc, and she is going to keep putting around in the military for a while, I figure after she gets back to the states and I get all my shit done, I think I’ll pop the question and some bling ^^

[Lisa M]

All the roommates I've had have been awesome.

[FOBulous]

Yeah, I'd have to say my roommates have all been really cool guys. But I think because of them I've become a raging alcoholic.

[co_delphi]

I seem to have the worst luck with roommates. I will give a short description of each only because going into detail on each would be a novel for each.

#1 I had setup with a group of college students 2 weeks prior to move in with them from another state. When I arrived they had decided to not let me move in but had not informed me so I frantically grabbed the nearest newspaper and tried to find someone willing to let me move in that day. Because of limited options I moved in with a 36 year old mentally handicapped man. He had gotten into a car accident when he was 16 that caused some pretty serious injuries such as loss of short term memory, no sense of smell, and lost sight in one of his eyes. He had gotten a large settlement on this but by the time I moved in it was running low and his family was leeching off of him. Also I failed to mention that he was a psycho-christian and a unsuccessful Amway salesman. Luckily I only lived with him for 4 months.

#2 By this time I had my own apartment and decided to get a roommate. He was yet another car accident victim who had lost use of his left arm and gained the ability to go into siezures. All in all he was not a bad roommate except for the fact that he was living off of the large settlement from the accident so was able to sit in his underwear all day while I had to work two jobs (not really his fault because I would have gladly done the same if given the chance, but still annoying) and he had a odd scent that permeated wherever he spent alot of time.

#3 & 4 This was a package deal. I once again decided I needed a roommate and recruited one fo the guys I worked with. About a month after he moved in one of his best friends became our designated couch surfer making our two bedroom apartment interesting. The original roomamte had no common sense and tended to spend all his money on useless crap almost as soon as he got it. Luckily I was able to snag him for rent because we were paid on the same day before he had a chance to spend it. I can also associate almost all the damage to the apartment and my personnal belongings to him.

The other roommate was addicted to online RPG's and would spend literally 16 hours a day playing them. Luckily he could be coerced into cleaning and was fairly entertaining to spend time with.

#5 This was my least favorite. She was 18 years old and kicked out of her home by her dad. I have never met anyone quite so useless. She was a slob, she literally inhaled food, was unemployed the entire time she was with us and would only apply for jobs she was not qualified for because she thought herself above minimum wage jobs, and was incapable of speech without whining. The only reason we accepted her in was because she had a scholarship fund for rent and we pooled food stamps. She was also addicted to online RPG's but only difference is she had no computer so would use ours. This would not have been an issue apart from she had no tact in regards to when. Nothing compares to waking up to someone who snuck into your room to play MMORPG's. Also I'm not sure how many people have experienced this, but I swear there is some unwritten law as to how to properly dispose of feminine hygiene products, but she was obviously not aware of it. Also she had obnoxiously foul bowel movements and had a tendancy to forget to flush.

[ZaichikArky]

#5 This was my least favorite. She was 18 years old and kicked out of her home by her dad. I have never met anyone quite so useless. She was a slob, she literally inhaled food, was unemployed the entire time she was with us and would only apply for jobs she was not qualified for because she thought herself above minimum wage jobs, and was incapable of speech without whining. The only reason we accepted her in was because she had a scholarship fund for rent and we pooled food stamps. She was also addicted to online RPG's but only difference is she had no computer so would use ours. This would not have been an issue apart from she had no tact in regards to when. Nothing compares to waking up to someone who snuck into your room to play MMORPG's. Also I'm not sure how many people have experienced this, but I swear there is some unwritten law as to how to properly dispose of feminine hygiene products, but she was obviously not aware of it. Also she had obnoxiously foul bowel movements and had a tendancy to forget to flush.

HAHAHAHA. For some reason she made me laugh the very most. I can imagine all those terrible guys coming through your house and all of a sudden there is this girl who is by far worse than any of them. jeez. that was very funny.

I hope you learned from your experiences! I know I have. My dad told me that it's also a cultural difference. He said that because my roomate is Iranian, he literally comes from a culture where women are expected to clean up after men. He just doesn't get that... he's too used to his mom wiping his ass. heh.

[co_delphi]

I hope you learned from your experiences! I know I have. My dad told me that it's also a cultural difference. He said that because my roomate is Iranian, he literally comes from a culture where women are expected to clean up after men. He just doesn't get that... he's too used to his mom wiping his ass. heh.

If anything I learned what traits I could not stand in a woman. Near the end of her tenure with us we actually attempted to get her to move out on her own so we would not get a guilt trip from her. It was amazing the sheer amount of abuse she was willing to take (we were never outright mean, but she tended to not like being told what to do.) At one point we were to the point of almost forcibly making her apply for jobs. Also to make it so she had nothing to do otherwise we blocked the ports on the router needed to connect to WoW or Everquest and blamed it on construction nearby. Strangely that worked better than any other method.

[CrazyAce86]

I've already ranted about my current roommate, though for the most part we tenuously get along.

I just can't wait for my roommates next year! :)

It'll be three girls-- myself, Liz, and Steph-- in a suite, if we're lucky; if not, a large dorm room that's about two to three times the size of a regular one. We all love fanfiction, write fanfiction, Stargate, Supernatural, and so on. None of us have the same major-- CompSci, Theatre, and English-- but it'll rock. We're all, ah, strange in our own ways. Quirky, offbeat, weird, crazy, insane, and so on...

We're planning on decorating by sending James (one of our loveable homos) to Hot Topic and Spencers. We'll probably never get him out of our room, either, which is fine by us. He's a sweetheart (at least when he isn't playing "Grab the Boobies".)

So next year will be cool. I just have to skulk through this semester and deal with it the best I can.

[ellie]

I love my roommate this year, but my roommate last year was. . .not so good.

My last year room was a nice girl, and we had a lot in common. However, she and I did not share the same sleeping habits, and she would often come home really drunk on school nights. Which would be fine with me, if she could come drunkenly in in a quiet manner. I saved my partying for weekends, but she was ready to go at any moment.

I do feel bad for her because one night, one of my friends threw me a surprise birthday party in her dorm room. I of course got really really drunk, and had to be carried back to my room at the end of the night. I was put in bed, but then I got up and threw up (red, because I had drank some strawberry dacquiris on top of everything else) in the sink. I'm not sure why I couldn't just go to the toilet, but I for some reason threw up red stuff in the sink and got it on the sides of the sink. My roommie had gone to the party too and then came back to our room later with some boy she had met, and they went to bed together. She woke up later to find that he had peed in her bed. So, she had to clean up my throw up and his pee. . .poor girl!

It was only at the end of the year that she really started to bother me. She had a boyfriend and a boy space friend, and the three of them would spend hours in her bed. They never had sex while I was in the room, but they would be giggling and thrashing around and doing who knows what else (by this point we had put our desks back to back to make a blockade so we couldn't see each other), and they would do this EVERY DAY for literally HOURS on END.

Sigh.

But, my current roommate is amazing, and we are living together next year, along with one of my best friends whom I've known since I was 6.

[darkmateria]

From Mach 2004 until October of last year, I was living/working in Australia. I had moved into a house with three other guys from work, one was a fellow Brit like myself and the other two were locals.

It started out pretty okay. The house was pretty huge, and a hop, skip and a jump away from the ocean. We set some ground rules along the lines of, clean up after ourselves, take turns in taking out trash & cleaning the house, our rooms are own business unless it somehow had a negative impact on anybody else.

Let me tell you a tale. It was a time of war. A time of slobs. A time of war and slobs!

One particular housemate, one of the locals, was a complete slob. After a few weeks it quickly became apparent that he had no intention of abiding by any house rules and had absolutely no respect for himself or us.

A few of his "quirks"

He would rarely wash his clothes, even after we all chipped in to buy a washing machine so we didn't have to do weekly trips to the laundrette. He started to develop this stale odour which was quite noticable and soon became eyer-wateringly strong.

People at work soon refused to go anywhere near him or his desk if at all possible.

We all developed a fungul infection on our feet after he passed it onto us via the shower. We asked him to then use the other upstairs shower until it healed and went away. To his credit he did follow this request and was very appologetic.

But there was a problem. The two upstair bathrooms were toilet/shower combos and I had to err....rather urgently go to the loo one morning after having caught a nasty stomach bug. The other housemate was in the shower, and the beast had not yet arisen from his pit. So I dashed into the other bathroom only to be confronted by....

wait for it....

A very large pair of boxershorts hanging on the towel rail with, not just a skid mark on them...but a skid mark that had obviously been ground in over a period of weeks. WEEKS!

The stench from his room was also starting to get noticable from this point (my girlfriend still cringes at this) and it got so bad that if he had his bedroom door open, you could smell his room from the lounge which was about siz or seven meters down the hallway.

And no wonder. His rooms was full of unwashed clothes, pizza boxes mostly full of half-eaten pizza (he had a habbit of ordering two large pizzas from pizza hut most nights) , ice cream cartons full of...of...this ooooze that had been there for so long, it was almost developed enough to form it's own religious belief system; and establish trade relations with the half-eaten pizza on the carpet that had discovered how to make wine from pizza fat.

We also had a problem with plates, bowls, knives, forks and spoons going missing. Every week I would lead an expedition to find the missing items, and when asked if he had any, our lovely housemate would reply; Nope. See if Sean has them.

But no. He had them. Most of the spoons were imbeded in the ooze contained within various icecream cartons (I think I started the third religious war in the mint-chocolate carton when I removed what they thought was a "telephone to god" and put it in the dishwasher). Plates were buried under pizza boxes, and the bowls...oh my god...I didn't realize that it was possible to weld bio-matter to china without the aid of a Brown's Gas generator.

On the rare occasions that eh did clean his room, he would leave trash bags IN THE LOUNGE for days (we refused to move them...it was his crap) and despite repeated requests from us to move them, he left them there oozing god knwos what over the polished wooden floor (which later lead to a magot and fly infestation in the lounge).

The second time he did this, after the third day after we came home from work, I barged open his bedroom door and threw five oozing black trash bags while telling him that if he likes his shit to much, he can have it in HIS room before telling him to clean the floor in the lounge.

We tried to get him to respect the basic house rules. We had numerous house meetings to discuss the issues and to ask him to change. But he would always get indignant, and act like we were the problem and not him.

Never mind the fact that;

When he moved to Brisbane, I took over our Broadband account which he collected money from us. The only thing is that I paid it when he left, but collected the $100 from the other two guys and kept the money for himself.

He had not paid his rent for three months when he left. We were all jointly responsible for the payment of rent, so all of a sudden we were faced with a $2400 bill from our landlord.

He had only paid money for the utilities twice in the 18 month we lived there.

And god knows what else....he truly is/was the worst human being I've ever met.

[Darkblade]

He male, so obviously he's a slob. I have NEVER met an American male who is clean.

move in with me. Youd be surprised.

you: "where are my ferrets?"
me: "I filed them"
you: "you what them?"
me: "filed them."
you: "how??"
me *pointing to the cabinets* "under F for ferret"
you: *opening the cabinet* "but theres only one here"
me: "the other is under R for rodent"

I also (as an American bachelor living in Europe) cook and clean. Most of the time you would be asking where i get the money for take-out.

you: "futo maki again?"
me: "yeah, i like it"
you: "dont you ever get tired of take out?"
me: "this isnt take out. I made this"
you: "but the kitchen is spotless.."
me: "thanks. futo maki?" *offers a plate*

Im not a neat freak, but I am organized, and I dont like my apartment looking like a tornado hit it, and i walk barefoot at home, so I dont tolerate dirt on the floor or street shoes in my house at all.

the only down side i can think of is that ferrets leave piles of crap in their cages that are only rivaled by the common chihuaua...

[General_Failure]

^-------hahaha


On another note, since I'm getting out of the military and going back to school, I'm going to have to get a roomy again, only one of my friends back home is still around, which sucks in a way, but it's better than nothing. Nice thing is, he's a neat freak stoner*VERY WIERD!* and he makes just enough to pay rent at his current apartment, so I figure if we move in with each other it will help him establish some money behind himself. But, never had a guy roomy(I had a pissmate, but we had 2 doors between us, and we were on different shifts, never got to know him) before.... *SIGH*... won't smell of woman too q.p

And co_delphi... dude, on the disposal of the feminine products, that's fucked up, I would seriously have flipped out if that shit happened to me. But luckily I never even hinted to seeing anything, she was like a ninja with that shit, and good on her. On a funny part about her, and I wish ALL women were like this, when she was having her period it was more of a laughing matter, we would be chillin' and she would be like "I think I need to pew(yes, she said PEW)" and I'd be like "So shit >.>" 5 minutes later "Nah, just my period" me "lol" and didn't get moody either, but I think that was cause we worked out together daily anyways, only chick I've ever seen to put up 210(max 1 rep, but STILL did it!) o.o .... She will make my babies in a few years damnit, lol. I see a athlete in his future >.>

[ZaichikArky]

Im not a neat freak, but I am organized, and I dont like my apartment looking like a tornado hit it, and i walk barefoot at home, so I dont tolerate dirt on the floor or street shoes in my house at all.

haha. I probably would like living with you. Anyway, I was kind of temporarily keeping the ferrets for a while until I could find them a permanent home. Now I just have a kitty who I adopted from the shelter a little while ago. He never gets out from under my bed. He goes out from under there just to eat. He's extremely skiddish.

Too bad I only *hear* of these Americans who are neat : ).

[Idlethought]

I guess I'm a weird person cause at times I can be a slob but then I get flashes of neurotic cleanliness. Like I'll be in my room doing nothing and I'll see something out of place and pick it up. Then fix EVERYTHING in the room, even going so far as to windex the windows. But then it will all be like nothing ever happened when the next day rolls around lol I'm not sloppy to the point of insects but I'm pretty "relaxed" with my stuff in my room.

[Digital Masta]

All the roommates I've had have been awesome.


I also have not had a bad roommate.

Although my freshman year my suitemate brought some girls over and my roommate had his friend over. Anyway we are all hanging out...we all got drunk and the last thing I remembered before going to sleep was talking in my bed to the girls in my room and my roommate's friend was also in the room.

Now I passed out and I woke up because the TV was still on...I look to my left and my roommates friend (my roommate went to sleep in his girlfriend's room) is making out hardcore with one of the girls. Now I immediately realized that they were about to have sex, on my roommates bed thinking I was still a sleep.

I couldn't get back to sleep cause I had to piss. Now I'm an asshole and part of me wanted to just get up right in the middle of them having sex and just walk to the bathroom but I didn't.

When they were finished she goes "Was I loud?"

and that was when I took the oportunity to yell "YES YOU WERE!"

And then we all laughed...I got up and went to the bathroom while she changed into her underwear right in front of both of us.

[Darkblade]

Too bad I only *hear* of these Americans who are neat : ).

we are an endangered species

[Requiem]

Oh boy! I had a very predictable system: awesome roommate/terrible roommate/more awesome roommate/more terrible roommate...

I think I will go with my favorite 'bad' roommate. I'll list them in order of things noticed.

She didn't bathe regularly so had the bad hygeine thing going for her. She was a lesbian, which was fine, except she was very open about really really liking me. ('Yeah I saw you at the rocky horror picture show last year' 'Oh? I'm surprised you remember' 'Well I was staring at your breasts all night'. 'What was in that package you got?' 'Some underwear I ordered.' 'Oh! Go try it on!') She gave soliloquys about how she discovered at a young age that she liked to be tied up, about her current boyfriend (yes, I know, lesbian, but she's only had boyfriends. I asked her about that, and she got very upset, saying that sexual preference had nothing to do with boyfriends/girlfriends.), who was actually her best friend's boyfriend but her best friend was abroad so he was her 'master' most of the time except when the best friend was back visiting. She would start the mornings off early by reading me aloud the 'best parts' of Harry Potter slash fanfic. Even though I asked her not to. Multiple times. She would suddenly ask me to leave so her boyfriend could come over and bang her (no, she couldn't set up some days ahead of time for them to be together, because the poor thing was too tired for sex a lot so she had to take advantage of when he was in the mood). And then when I came back I'd find her soiled granny panties in the middle of the floor. And numerous other small minor annoying things like leaving the room while I was already in bed and not bothering to turn off the light, playing the same Jpop song over and over and over again. And that was all over the course of 1 month before I got rid of her.

Though however bad I've ever had it, I can't beat my poor boyfriend's stories. His roommate would have sex with his boyfriend while he was in the room. Doorhangers, knocking, calling on the phone first/timeshares just didn't work. Once he came home to find brown smears all over the room and was very, very relieved to discover it was just chocolate body frosting.

Now we just live with each other and we're both very, very happy.

[ZaichikArky]

Oh boy! I had a very predictable system: awesome roommate/terrible roommate/more awesome roommate/more terrible roommate...

I think I will go with my favorite 'bad' roommate. I'll list them in order of things noticed.

She didn't bathe regularly so had the bad hygeine thing going for her. She was a lesbian, which was fine, except she was very open about really really liking me. ('Yeah I saw you at the rocky horror picture show last year' 'Oh? I'm surprised you remember' 'Well I was staring at your breasts all night'. 'What was in that package you got?' 'Some underwear I ordered.' 'Oh! Go try it on!') She gave soliloquys about how she discovered at a young age that she liked to be tied up, about her current boyfriend (yes, I know, lesbian, but she's only had boyfriends. I asked her about that, and she got very upset, saying that sexual preference had nothing to do with boyfriends/girlfriends.), who was actually her best friend's boyfriend but her best friend was abroad so he was her 'master' most of the time except when the best friend was back visiting. She would start the mornings off early by reading me aloud the 'best parts' of Harry Potter slash fanfic. Even though I asked her not to. Multiple times. She would suddenly ask me to leave so her boyfriend could come over and bang her (no, she couldn't set up some days ahead of time for them to be together, because the poor thing was too tired for sex a lot so she had to take advantage of when he was in the mood). And then when I came back I'd find her soiled granny panties in the middle of the floor. And numerous other small minor annoying things like leaving the room while I was already in bed and not bothering to turn off the light, playing the same Jpop song over and over and over again. And that was all over the course of 1 month before I got rid of her.

Though however bad I've ever had it, I can't beat my poor boyfriend's stories. His roommate would have sex with his boyfriend while he was in the room. Doorhangers, knocking, calling on the phone first/timeshares just didn't work. Once he came home to find brown smears all over the room and was very, very relieved to discover it was just chocolate body frosting.

Now we just live with each other and we're both very, very happy.


oh god I loved this one. congratulations for making me crack up.

I think it'd be hilarious to live with this lesbian who was in love with me. I'd take her as opposed to my current roomate XD. And your boyfriend, considering how homophobic some guys can be, that must have really sucked. god what kind of hippie school do you guys go to? this sounds like the kind of stuff that goes around here.

[Requiem]

Umass Amherst. My boyfriend was no more pissed off than he would be if the guy insisted on having sex with girls while he was in the room, it's just a 'I DON'T WANT TO WALK IN ON THAT' sort of reflex. He tried *everything* to get him to just let him know when he was going at it (every night) i.e. he would knock on the door before he opened it, call the room, etc and his roommate wouldn't answer. I think his roommate got off on him walking in on it. They were roommates for two years, he was remarkably tolerant of that kind of crazy shit because otherwise we liked the guy. We liked his boyfriend more because his boyfriend would clean up after the roommate, who only took showers when it was with someone else and didn't do laundry.

It was kinda great because whenever some super liberal topic came up about shared space, communalism, embracing alternative lifestyles, etc, all he would have to do is tell them about his roommate and they shut up.

...and no, you don't want a really creepy girl who wants to bone you as a roommate. Well, maybe if it was just that, but not all the other stuff on top of it. These weren't apartments, they were one room college dorms. There was just no escaping a roomie, and no privacy. After I told her that 'i liked her as a person, but if we continued to live together I would one day want to kill her' she skipped all her classes for the day and cried in one of her friends rooms.

[PiccoloNamek]

He male, so obviously he's a slob. I have NEVER met an American male who is clean. Literally. Every single male close to my age is such a fucking slob and I am a bit neat freaky.... actually, perhaps more than a little bit.

Now that's just unfair. We're not all slobs. Some of us have an appreciation of cleanliness.

http://img128.imageshack.us/img128/1271/myownroom3jg.th.jpg (http://img128.imageshack.us/my.php?image=myownroom3jg.jpg)

And I can cook too! :D

[ZaichikArky]

...and no, you don't want a really creepy girl who wants to bone you as a roommate. Well, maybe if it was just that, but not all the other stuff on top of it. These weren't apartments, they were one room college dorms. There was just no escaping a roomie, and no privacy. After I told her that 'i liked her as a person, but if we continued to live together I would one day want to kill her' she skipped all her classes for the day and cried in one of her friends rooms.

Yeah, I wouldn't know how it was like. I hate sharing a room with anyone and my roomate freshman year had to be one of the nicest girls you could room with. She would cry if someone was being confrontational with her and so I usually didn't complain about her having her TV on all the time.

And Namek, your room is gorgeous! Very roomy too. Mine is definitely not that clean at all. My room is the only part of my apt that I do not keep clean because I do all my reading/hw/etc in here and I just don't have time to always keep it clean. Usually, like right now, are scattered all over my carpet because there is literally no place to put them :|.

Last weekend, I spent over an hour cleaning up after my roomate in the kitchen. Right now, our kitchen pretty much looks spotless(I haven't had time to sweep the floor yet so only that is a bit dirty). I told him that it was going to stay that way and he was going to listen when I tell him to clean up shit in there or I was going to be a megabitch. it is NOT pleasant when I'm a megabitch to someone(and it only happens to two people ocassionally- my boyfriend and my roomate) ^_^*