We all here horrible stories about housemates. I have had more than my fair share, yet I still here many many more "wtf" stories that make me sometimes (rarely) feel that I have been lucky. They are a feature of university and young adult life. SO here are a few of my stories.
Names, dates and places are left out. I would ask you all do the same when sharing your stories.
Living in a flat of six people in university accommodation, there was one girl who was not so much actually bad as just incapable of considering when she might be about to do something that would be really annoying. Three incidents stick in the mind from this person, all about level 2 or the 1-5 level of annoyance.
The first concerned the glass that builds up in any kitchen. Any student kitchen will develop a lot of bottles and jars. To get rid of these they had to be carried down 3 flights of stairs and thrown into the glass bin just outside the door. A very minimal amount of effort. I generally carried about 4 items down everytime I left for class in the morning. Then it occured to me that I was producing none of the glass, and there was no way it could maintain that level of buildup if anyone else was taking their glass out. So I stopped. And as you might expect, a cleaner told the flat we would be fined if they were not taken out. And guess who is the one to give us all the lecture about how we should clean up after ourselves? Miss never takes the glass out.
The second incident concerned as most stories do, cleaning. Under university policy there was never a vacuum cleaner left in the corridor. It had to be requested from a cleaner at the start of the day and it would be left out and then locked away that night. I wanted to clean my room (I think i had dropped something and it had spilt) but was due in class before the cleaner would arrive the next morning, so asked if someone could ask the cleaner for me. When I return from class the vaccum is in the hall ready to be used. I go to take it into my room and this girl runs up and says that SHE asked for it and she wanted to clean her room. Being not too rushed I let her take it away. And wait. After half an hour, no sound of vaccuming has emerged from her room, so I go and ask if I can use it because it only took 2-3 minutes to vaccum our rooms (they were tiny). I see that when she asked for the vaccum it was not because she wanted to use it, it was because apparently tidying the floor and making the bed can only be done with it in the room, and she still had, at a conservative estimate, 3 1/4 million tons of crap to move before she could actually use it. However, apparently I was being ridiculous in asking if I could use the vaccum for three minutes.
The final incident is more of being careless towards friends rather than housemates, but I'll still stick it in. For her birthday she asked everyone to buy tickets and go with her to one of the Universities club nights. They had a policy that if it was your birthday you could go for free in that week, so she didn't have to pay. The tickets where about £3 each, and about 15 people agreed to go. On the night she was suddenly "tired" and refused to go and wanted everyone to stay in. The next day she went on a sports trip and stayed out until 3am, apparently oblivious that she had just asked for and then snubbed a £45 gift. (total cost of wasted tickets).
Second person shall be nicknamed useless lard arse. I have had a great many very bad experiences with him and he was a foul and nasty person. But a few funny things came out of it. Not least when fed up with constant slow internet from his streaming we blocked porn on the router and it took less than 10 minutes for him to be shouting. To give an indication of what he was like, on top of the usual not paying bills, using others food and equipment and not cleaning, he once screamed at us for being loud at 11:25am. The Night before he had slammed through the front door at 5am. Two weeks before, when he knew I was quite seriously ill he had done the same thing. He also accused me of being patronising two seconds after telling me I knew nothing about life. (brought on because I pointed out to him that it was a fact of life people get pissed of when they are owed over £100 in bills for 2 months without apology). I still have very fond memories of his total flip out (banging on walls, trying to get into the room) when he realised I was hooking up with the girl he had desperately hit on and bad mouthed me to. And the time my female housemate beat him in a downing race 5 times in a row when he tried to prove his manliness.
There are many others who I may right about later. I just want some other people to share stories so I know I am not alone in dealing with this ****.
We all here horrible stories about housemates. I have had more than my fair share, yet I still here many many more "wtf" stories that make me sometimes (rarely) feel that I have been lucky. They are a feature of university and young adult life. SO here are a few of my stories.
Names, dates and places are left out. I would ask you all do the same when sharing your stories.
Living in a flat of six people in university accommodation, there was one girl who was not so much actually bad as just incapable of considering when she might be about to do something that would be really annoying. Three incidents stick in the mind from this person, all about level 2 or the 1-5 level of annoyance.
The first concerned the glass that builds up in any kitchen. Any student kitchen will develop a lot of bottles and jars. To get rid of these they had to be carried down 3 flights of stairs and thrown into the glass bin just outside the door. A very minimal amount of effort. I generally carried about 4 items down everytime I left for class in the morning. Then it occured to me that I was producing none of the glass, and there was no way it could maintain that level of buildup if anyone else was taking their glass out. So I stopped. And as you might expect, a cleaner told the flat we would be fined if they were not taken out. And guess who is the one to give us all the lecture about how we should clean up after ourselves? Miss never takes the glass out.
The second incident concerned as most stories do, cleaning. Under university policy there was never a vacuum cleaner left in the corridor. It had to be requested from a cleaner at the start of the day and it would be left out and then locked away that night. I wanted to clean my room (I think i had dropped something and it had spilt) but was due in class before the cleaner would arrive the next morning, so asked if someone could ask the cleaner for me. When I return from class the vaccum is in the hall ready to be used. I go to take it into my room and this girl runs up and says that SHE asked for it and she wanted to clean her room. Being not too rushed I let her take it away. And wait. After half an hour, no sound of vaccuming has emerged from her room, so I go and ask if I can use it because it only took 2-3 minutes to vaccum our rooms (they were tiny). I see that when she asked for the vaccum it was not because she wanted to use it, it was because apparently tidying the floor and making the bed can only be done with it in the room, and she still had, at a conservative estimate, 3 1/4 million tons of crap to move before she could actually use it. However, apparently I was being ridiculous in asking if I could use the vaccum for three minutes.
The final incident is more of being careless towards friends rather than housemates, but I'll still stick it in. For her birthday she asked everyone to buy tickets and go with her to one of the Universities club nights. They had a policy that if it was your birthday you could go for free in that week, so she didn't have to pay. The tickets where about £3 each, and about 15 people agreed to go. On the night she was suddenly "tired" and refused to go and wanted everyone to stay in. The next day she went on a sports trip and stayed out until 3am, apparently oblivious that she had just asked for and then snubbed a £45 gift. (total cost of wasted tickets).
Second person shall be nicknamed useless lard arse. I have had a great many very bad experiences with him and he was a foul and nasty person. But a few funny things came out of it. Not least when fed up with constant slow internet from his streaming we blocked porn on the router and it took less than 10 minutes for him to be shouting. To give an indication of what he was like, on top of the usual not paying bills, using others food and equipment and not cleaning, he once screamed at us for being loud at 11:25am. The Night before he had slammed through the front door at 5am. Two weeks before, when he knew I was quite seriously ill he had done the same thing. He also accused me of being patronising two seconds after telling me I knew nothing about life. (brought on because I pointed out to him that it was a fact of life people get pissed of when they are owed over £100 in bills for 2 months without apology). I still have very fond memories of his total flip out (banging on walls, trying to get into the room) when he realised I was hooking up with the girl he had desperately hit on and bad mouthed me to. And the time my female housemate beat him in a downing race 5 times in a row when he tried to prove his manliness.
There are many others who I may right about later. I just want some other people to share stories so I know I am not alone in dealing with this ****.