S/O If you had a horrible roommate(s) at some point in your life, what did they do that made living
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I had a college roommate who was so horrible that I can't even list all the things. He was late with his share of the bills, screamed at people, etc,etc.
When we gave him 30 days to move out, he yelled, "All I have in the world is this house, my chair, and my car outside that's broken. If anyone tries to take them from me, I'm going to have to hurt that person!" The last month he was there, he spent sharpening his axe and burning up our winter's supply of wood. He had one friend. We asked this guy if we should be afraid, and he said, "Of course!" Luckily he didn't escalate. |
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I had two really mean roommates - I wouldn't say horrible, but just really mean - in my early 20s. Both were from New Jersey so now I joke that I have an aversion to the whole state (which is a joke, because my grandmother grew up in New Jersey).
The first was just a bully. She got mad because I sent her a request for the electric bill, which I paid - I just sent the bank request and said "electric payment for June - thanks!" like I did for our other roommate, but this particular roommate sent me a text about how that was rude and she never wanted to see a rude request like that again. Apparently I was supposed to come to her and ask her if I could send her a request for the electric payment before sending the request. Even our third roomamte was like, okayyyyy that's a bit much. The second was nuts. I actually forgot about this until recently when a friend reminded me of it. It was my roommate's birthday and she offered me a slice of her cake. I said no thanks, just ate, and she said help yourself. So I did, a few hours later and then she claimed I stole some of her birthday cake because I didn't accept when she offered but helped myself later. I fully acknowledge both of these were just typical 22/23yo girl bullshit and thankfully not a real roommate from Hell situation. |
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In my college dorms we had suites: 3 BRs, 2BA, and a living room & small kitchen. Two people sharing one bedroom. This was at NYU in 2000-2001 and you could still smoke in your dorm room.
One of the suites down the hall we nicknamed "The Dirty Girls." They bathed irregularly, left dirty dishes everywhere, they never did laundry, and smoked cigarettes like chimneys. They didn't even bother to use ashtrays - they would just directly ash their cigarettes on the floor of their suite. Always bringing random guys back to the suite to bone, usually while their room mate was in their bed 4 feet away. It was insane. There was one poor girl who randomly was assigned to their suite. They ran her out within 4 weeks. The university decided not to backfill her bed, since these girls were just so disgusting. |
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Grad school: my mistake was to live with a couple. But then one cheated on the other and they broke up. Between the two of them, the rest of the year included a visit from the police, suing me in small claims court, one of them being brought to the psych ER by cops, and the other essentially moving in a new significant other. Who had a dog. Which wasn't allowed on our lease. And the dog once ate a bottle of stool softeners and shat all over my bed.
I was not mature enough to completely avoid becoming enmeshed in the drama. But their behavior was waaaay worse. I have thanked my lucky stars for every living situation since! |
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| I lived in a group house with a belligerent drunk who would try to give me sloppy kisses |
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I forgot two from adulthood! #1: Sweet girl from Nebraska or South Dakota or someplace like that, came to the Big City for her Big Grownup Job straight out of college. Assured me she was very neat and clean and mature so even though I normally wanted older roommates, said okay to this 22 yr old. She promptly bought a car. In the city. And then had to pay monthly parking. Then her BGJ put her on a project which meant she had to be out of town every week from early Monday morning to late Friday evening. Every Friday evening she'd bake cookies to wind down. One day she came to me in tears and begged me to lower the rent because she was barely there, and also cried that she wasn't getting to drive her car at all. I tried to not laugh in her face as I explained that no, I could not lower her rent because the full rent still had to be paid and it's not like I could put someone else in her room during the week. After that she never offered me a cookie again. #2: Very verbally assertive, assured me she had a good job and was going to school at night for her MBA through a program at work, would barely be home. Was not from this country but had done college here and we had no communication issues. Great. She started having her boyfriend over like four nights a week. They'd watch anime and eat for hours in the living room. Then one day she sent me an email. "Lauren, my parents are coming from China to visit for three months. Isn't that great? I'm so excited!" So I told her no, I moved out because I didn't want to live with parents. If I did, I'd live with my own. And then gently told her in this country having someone visit for a weekend is acceptable but a quarter of a year is not. So she cried and begged and said they had health issues that necessitated special food and being near a kitchen, I said no, get a hotel suite or something, but no. I agreed to two weeks. Her parents came. They spoke no English. I taught myself how to say "Hello, my name is Lauren" in Cantonese. I asked a Chinese American friend at work if there was anything I should know about Chinese culture so as not to offend them. She told me to never trust that my kitchen was clean and to Clorox Wipe it each time completely before I cooked because they don't do food safety the same way Americans do. And confirmed two weeks was plenty generous. After three weeks, I noticed they were still there though I wasn't seeing them as much. I still said hello to them each night when I came home. Learned the mother understood a decent amount of English and spoke a smidge. At five weeks I confronted the roommate and told her I knew she was hiding her parents in her bedroom and this was unacceptable. She had to get them a hotel room or have them stay elsewhere. She got very upset and angry. We parted with zero resolution. The next day before Roommate was home, her mom knocked on my door and came into my bedroom and apologized to me for causing problems. I explained it was just a cultural difference and that she and her husband were very nice, but it was a lot, with Roommate's boyfriend sleeping over all the time and now them. Her eyes got VERY wide and I realized she hadn't known that and it was a secret. Later, screaming happened in her bedroom. The next morning, I headed to work and Roommate ran into the hall after me screaming at me in English for telling on her. The mother was mortified and screaming in Chinese at her daughter, who screamed back at her. The mother apologized to me, and shoved the daughter back into her bedroom slamming the door. I went to work and told my friend what was going on. She confirmed the mother finding out about the boyfriend was a big deal, and the mother was not mad at me. The parents left a few days later. |
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| Mine's kind of tame in comparison to others. I'm a light sleeper and in college used a noise machine to help with that. One year I had a roommate who snoozed her alarm multiple times (over 4+ times every morning). I talked with her about it and she said she understood and would change, and she did move her clock to across the room. But she still snoozed every day multiple times a day, and I learned to recognize the clicking sounds between snoozing and turning the alarm off. One night I woke up with a headache so bad I thought it was a migraine (my mother gets migraines). I went to the hospital for treatment and got back to our room around 430am. I wrote a note and stuck it to her clock, it said "I had to go to the hospital last night, please do not snooze this morning, I'd appreciate it." The alarm goes off, I hear her get up, pause to read my note, then snooze it. OK. The alarm goes off again, and I hear her snooze it again. WTF. After she goes back to sleep, I got up and turned the alarm off myself. I fall back asleep and at some point I hear her running around the room trying to get ready. She never brought it up with me, and she never snoozed again. At the end of the semester she changed rooms but I didn't mind because I ended up with a single for the rest of the year. |
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College: my roommate was a casual friend who I chose to room with. Once I lived wit her, I learned of her many habits and preferences:
- she liked to hang out in our dorm room in the nude. To let her skin breathe. Not my scene, but whatever. she would also hang out nude in the room with me and her boyfriend there — this was not okay with me. I told her, you cannot be nude in front of me and your boyfriend at the same time. - she said that my computer made a high pitched noise (that she could hear and I could not), and that it was so piercing for her, she would not let me use my computer if she was in the room. Gee, how will I write my papers? This was ye olden days, and my computer was a desktop. My RD wouldn’t let me get out of this rooming situation, said we should work it out. I spent a lot of nights that year sleeping on other friends’ dorm room floors. |
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I had a string of not great roommates in college.
One was a night owl and we lived in a one room double. She would finally get home at like 5am, turn in all the lights, wake me up, etc. Then she would want to sleep until past noon, but our desks and computers and textbooks were obviously also in our room and it’s not like I could haul a desktop around. She would get pissed and yell at me if I made any noise while she slept the day away. On the other end of the spectrum, if she had to get up early for something she would set her alarm and it would get louder and louder and louder until she turned it off, but because she had gone to bed so late she would have a hard time waking up, so this thing would be basically full volume rattling the windows. I took to keeping items in my bed to chuck at her to wake her up on those days. |
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| My roommate would piss her bed so much that her room smelled disgusting if the door was open. I still gag a little thinking about it. |
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College roommate in an off campus apartment:
Kept dirty dishes in her room which became a cockroach problem Took over the phone and cable bill, took our money (there were 3 off us) and then didn't pay the bill. I had to go to her dad, and send him copies of the bills, and thankfully he bailed her and us out (and paid the bill, wich was about $650, a lot of money to a college student in 1990). She somehow made friends and hung out with several members of the Washington Capitals, which may or may not be true, but she did tell us lots of good stories about them. |
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| My worst college roommate rarely went to class, slept a lot of the day, cried a lot, was on academic probation, and nearly failed out of school after our first semester. When she was awake, she would stomp/huff around or give me the silent treatment. Ugh. It was rough. This was a standard-size dorm room where there is really no place to hide. I got the hell out of there as soon as I could. She had a long-distance boyfriend, which I think made things worse, but looking back I think she was probably really, really depressed. |
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I'd wake up to find her boyfriend eating & watching tv in his boxers in the living room while she was gone for the day without knowing he was even there.
Couldn't wash dishes to save her life but insisted on doing dishes because she "doesn't mind". But it was so gross. Let people sleep in my locked bedroom when I was gone *with her cat that I never allowed in my room/bed*. Her mom called every single night to say goodnight. |
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From being blackout drunk or something?? Yikes. |
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