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R and I are in a very unique situation right now - with rent prices the way they are, we share a 2 bedroom/2 bathroom apartment with my roommate from last year and her boyfriend.
Things have been... er, frustrating lately. I suppose that's bound to happen, but some days I literally want to pull my hair out. (Our lease is up in July. Our lease is up in July.) Instead of going into a full vent, which I'm sure would sound petty and childish, I want to hear your roommate stories! Did it work out at first, and then end in chaos? Was it pretty bad from the start? Wonderful all the way through?
Oh, man. I've had some... bizarre roommates during college.
My first set of roommates were three super sweet girls, and unfortunately I have yet to have equally nice roommates again. I had one who left the country in the middle of our lease, and two that had nervous breakdowns due to stress and dropped out of college.
Last year I was saddled with an awful girl in school housing who did drugs in our room all the time; I tried to report her to the school so I could get permission to move in with someone else, but it turned out the person supervising our floor was actually her drug dealer so he refused to look at any of my requests and I was stuck there. She got mad at me for trying to report her and started leaving passive-aggressive notes taped to my wall whenever I was in class. Around the time that her parents came from out of state and staged an actual intervention, I moved out and have lived alone since, thank goodness!
So hey, it could always be worse! I'm sure you can hang in there for a few more months. Are you and R getting your own place after that?
I used to live with these two girls during university. One I knew from high school (we'll call her K) and the other I met in residence during my first year of university (we'll call her M).
One day I went with M to a bar where we bumped into this guy I had had a rendezvous with previously and he basically fed me a line and disappeared. I was really hurt. On our way home from said bar we were talking about this dude and the situation and I said "You know me though, I don't just sleep with someone, I don't have one night stands, that's not the type of person I am!" and she stopped, looked at me and said "And what?! I AM?!", walked away, got in a taxi and left me standing by myself on a sidewalk at 3am in downtown Toronto. So needless to say when I got home I nearly ripped the door off her room, tore a strip off her for putting me in a potentially dangerous situation, and for totally warping and twisting what I said. I ended up having to move out because she refused to see that what I said literally had nothing to do with her and had NO reflection on her character whatsoever. Our other roommate hated conflict and decided to stay living with the crazy chick. On the upside, I moved into my own place and didn't have to deal with roommates any more ;)
I had a roommate who had sex on my futon... and I walked in on it once. She was really, really neurotic (I mean, other people are pretty sure she had some problems adjusting to college life) and was obsessed with things like cleanliness--no matter if I vacuumed as she walked in the room, as soon as I left she'd do it again! She left me nasty notes about how "gross" I was (Literally, people, having dirty laundry in a hamper for a week is not gross...that's just life) and all this wacked out stuff in the middle of me having mono. She was quite a person, I guess.
The next year I lived with two friends and a random assignment. The random girl and I shared a room, she was ok but she would literally text ALL night! I don't know how she wasn't tired! Also, she refused to share anything with me, which I didn't mind (because it was my stuff)--I ordered a microfridge, I brought a TV and a futon, etc. She brought a small fridge, another TV and all kinds of other duplicates.
At that point I just gave up and moved in with my then BF (now FI) for a semester, and once campus housing leases were up, I moved into an off-campus apartment with my sister. UGH, roommates!
One of my bridesmaids had THE CRAZIEST roommate of all time during our freshman year of college. Her crazy roommate:
* got a health code violation because she would buy rotisserie chickens from the grocery store, pick all the meat off and eat it, then shove the carcasses under her bed
* got her nipples pierced and then insisted on walking around topless in their room all the time so she could "air them out"
* used to have sex with her boyfriend while my bridesmaid was awake, in the room, up and about, sitting on her computer or whatever
* gave my bridesmaid mono. My bridesmaid got mono out of NOWHERE and couldn't figure out where it came from, and her roommate responded, "oh....it might be because I let my boyfriend drink straight out of your orange juice carton, and he has mono."
I gave up on roommates long ago for a reason!
Roomate #1 straight out of high school:
Dude was in his early 30's with a PhD and chose to work 2nd shift at a gas station because the jobs he could get with his PhD interfered with his party schedule! We had white carpet and he refused to take his shoes off- leaving dirty footprints everywhere he walked in the apartment. He was terrible at actually hitting the toilet when he peed. I literally ended up having to scrub the toilet and the floor aorund it Every. Single. Time. i had to use it! Gross!
Roommatess, take two:
I moved into my sister's room in an apartment, temporarily, while looking for a job and housing after just moving to Milwaukee. I had 4 roommates, none of which had any clue how to do even the simplest household chores. The place was a steaming pile of used dishes, discarded alcohol/beer/wine everything, used cat boxes everywhere (they never changed the boxes, just bought new ones and left them wherever). I wouldn't sit on the living room furniture because during various and frequent parties people would piss and vomit on it and the roommies never cleaned it up, just piled more newspaper on top and sat down! When I moved in I literally had to clean a path to wherever I wanted to move because it was that piled with filth. (but hey, I wasn't paying rent or buying my own food, so I couldn't be too picky about my housing!)
Roommates, take three:
Started out okay. Moved in with someone who grew up across the street from me and a friend of hers. I learned over the next year that she was schizo. Even though I was only home maybe once a week (I worked full time, had school full time, and was basically living with my boyfriend of the time cause his place was way nicer and quieter), she decided I was trying to kill her and tried to place a restraining order on me. After the court date, where she told the judge that she was afraid I was going to shoot her in the head while she slept and I was trying to poison her (umm...I don't own a gun and had NO reason to harm her at all!), the judge ordered her to get a mental evaluation and get medicated because she was CRAZY. that was 6 months into our lease. The landlord refused to let me move out and crazy lady refused to find another roommate (umm...if you think I'm dangerous, why do you want me around?). For the next 6 months I had to increasingly move into my bedroom (basically a closet) because she started to destroy anything mine left out of my triple locked room. And once I made the mistake of leaving my room unlocked when I went to the bathroom and she went in a trashed it! WORST. ROOMMATE. EVER.
Roommate, take four:
We were good friends. The first year and a half was great, but she decided to move out out of the blue and when she left, she took a bunch of my stuff with her. It took me months and months to get it back!
After all that, I refused to live with people for years. I always tell FI he's on probation living with me until we're married, when I guess I'm stuck with a roommate for life. ;p I LOVED living alone after all that insanity. And, well, I LOVE living with FI too, sometimes. ;p
Creepy! Carrie, I think that your BM's roommate definitely wins some sort of awful award!
@Bakerella - wow, she sounds all sorts of vain to think that was about her. I can't believe she left you there.
@Vitula - wow, that would be really irritating. It must have been a hard change to make from wonderful roommates to druggies.
@LaborofLove - ahh! your story sounds like how R's roommates in his dorm were last year. One of them had sex on his bed (which was in his own private room, he was sleeping at my apartment) and didn't tell him or change the sheets or anything. They basically turned it into a party house, so R spent the whole year at my apartment for the most part.
We are going to be getting our own apartment next year... unfortunately it will probably have to be a studio, which is going to be tight. I hate how high rent prices are!
Right now my main problem with our roommate is passive aggressiveness. She was super nice all last year until we signed the lease on this place. She started having money issues, and had to borrow money from me to sign the lease for this place. I also had to front some bills because she didn't pay me back. Well, she ended up owing me about $350, and said she'd pay it back in two weeks, at her next paycheck.
Of course, she kept having excuses for why the money wasn't there.... eventually almost SIX MONTHS later, I got it back. Towards the end I would tell her, "I'm really broke, I have a vet bill to pay, is there any way you could give me even some of the money? I have to pay the bill by XXX date" she'd say of course, and then magically stay confined in her room for the next two weeks so we never ran into each other.
This year she pays internet upfront, and I pay electric. We all turn in rent, but then we swap money for the bills. Electric is $75 a month, internet is $40. She hasn't paid electric in about 4 months, and then b*tches me out because she "can't keep fronting the internet." when I point out how much electric is, she says "oh, yeah, I'll pay you soon" and then goes missing for a few more days.
Cut to a few days ago - her boyfriend reset our internet by accident, and we had to work with the Linksys router customer service to fix it - it's my router by the way. She didn't tell me the night it happened what went wrong, I had to text her asking her if she knew why it wasn't working. She then says, "well, I'm going to need your help to pay to fix it, it'll be $40. But I need you to fix it, they said to go on the website." I really didn't feel like arguing, so I just went through the whole hoopla. They said they'd charge me for customer service online or one the phone, same amount, so I just did it on the phone. Two hours and $30 later, it was fixed. I told her the amount and that it was fixed and she goes "oh, I guess we can maybe split that. Why would you call when you knew they were going to charge us?" ARGH! They were the ones that broke it!
She also never cleans up after herself in the kitchen or main area. She's constantly labeling her own things but using ours, never buys communal items, didn't clean up a coffee spill right outside her bedroom door for two weeks (we ended up cleaning it) and doesn't respect our things - her cats have destroyed our living room furniture with their claws, she's stained my coffee table, etc.
Through all this, I've been nice still. I just can't bring myself to make things awkward, and so I'm still kind to her. Well, this weekend we were away, and I get a text, "we ate some of your brownies, really sorry, I'll leave a few bucks" and I told her "oh, don't worry about leaving money, I made too many anyway." and she says in reply, "oh, I didn't think you would be nice about it."
GRRR. Okay, sorry, vent over! Just had to get it out of my system after all. I know it's not as bad as druggie roommates, or ones who have sex on futons... but it's so difficult to live with!
Ours was pretty decent. We roomed for 2 years with FI's best friend. His friend has a LOT of money, so didn't really relate to us in terms of budgeting, etc. He always came home with some weird techy device, but had to ask us every month was day rent was due. . . the FIRST - always the FIRST!
He and his now wife would always cook in our kitchen, but didnt' know how to clean, etc. I came home one day, and they were using 2 of my chefs knives to cut through wedding gift boxes. HELLLLLOOO!! These are $200 knives....
Grr....
@lindsay: ooh, that would make me mad! our roommate has a knife set that she asked us not to run through the dishwasher, so we never do. We just got a new, similar knife set that is also not dishwasher safe... guess what we repeatedly found in the dishwasher?
And LOL how hard is the first to remember?
My roommate freshman year started with "borrowing" (without asking) my boots and worked her way up to wearing my undies. Yes, my UNDIES! (I hated her...)
I moved in with my friend sophomore year which I expected to be much better. We ended up living together for the rest of college, but it wasn't without it's problems as well (which may be why once we graduated, our friendship IMMEDIATELY dissolved...haven't seen her since!). The one that comes to mind is the day I came home to check our answering machine (the old school mini-tape kind) and caught a message of her chatting with our other friend (one of my BMs) about what a pathetic relationship my bf at the time and I had, and how we were both so immature, insecurity and selfish. He'd "lavaliered" me (fraternity thing) and her bf in the same frat hadn't done the same for her despite having dated longer. The lavalier had been a gift - yes this all happened on my birthday!
I had a roommate a few yrs ago who was quite the prankster. Most of the time it was awesome, and he really did crack me up. Of course, the night I stumbled in drunk at 4am after losing my coat and wallet, having the old "bucket of water propped on top of the door" trick pulled on me wasn't quite as appreciated. He ended up having to replace my phone.
Living with FI has been a blast, and I've only fallen in the toilet ONCE!
My last year of college I shared an apt with a girl who I had 1 class with the year prior. I needed a roomate b/c my other roomate had just bailed and dropped out of school. So this girl was great and stepped in for her. Things started great. Then I realized how off she was. She had a strange obsession with a male celebrity that she would talk about like they were friends ex: "Hey did you see that X was at Disney today? Yeah he loves Disney, especially space mountain" or something just as crazy. Also she would shave her lady parts in the shower and NOT rinse them down the drain. It was DISGUSTING. Also I got really ridiculously sick not once but twice because at that point I didn't know that she was washing dishes in cold water and not getting all the soap off so I was unknowingly eating dish soap.
I'm so glad I live w/FI now. He doesn't always pick up clothes or dishes but at least he doesn't poison me!
So I haven't had any crazy roommates, but I was an RA in college so I saw some crazy people other people had to deal with.
Do work office-mates count? Because I have a lot of stories about that, lol.
haha oh man. I'll tell you about THE WORST one.
See... I was best friends with my then-bfs best friend's gf. got that? :) So it was perfect... then-bf and his best friend were going to live together and the friend's gf (my best friend) was going to move to our city and we were going to be roommates, and we were all going to live in the same building 1 floor apart. This is what great teen sitcoms are made of, right?? Yea... then like 2 months before we were all supposed to move my friend broke up with the then-bf's best friend and decided she wouldn't move here and I had no roommate, I lost my friend, and everything got all crazy. I flipped out bc I couldn't afford to live alone and everyone else i knew already had roommates, and told her I wasn't letting her out of the lease unless she found me a new roommate, so she went to roommates.com and found one. I met with the girl before we signed the lease and she seemed super nice so I said ok.
Then we moved in. And she was a nightmare. I am not a super-tidy person at all... but I draw the line at oh.... leaving raw chicken sitting in the middle of the living room floor? Loud sex with strangers? Said strangers walking around naked but-for her short silk robe? Turning on the AC (it was in her room), locking her door, and then leaving for a week? Not paying our cable bill for months until it was turned off (it was in her name, I'd write her a check, which she cashed, and she would not pay it). I mean... it got BAD. Every time I would try to ask her to not do something crazy she would shriek at me "I'M SORRY I'M NOT SO FUCKING PERFECT LIKE YOU ARE. NOT EVERYONE CAN BE SO FUCKING PERFECT ALL THE TIME." yikes. I was constantly scared she was either going to 1) commit suicide (she was super unstable), 2) destroy my stuff, or 3) kill my cat (she was crazy!). I actually went to lowes and got a doorknob with a lock/key so that I was sure she wouldn't hurt the cat.
In the end, I made it through the lease, she did owe me some money but it wasn't enough to take her to court over (i'm thinking like a few hundred), and I never have to see her again. I did see her once waiting tables at applebees but I saw her before I was seated so I just left and didn't go back there for a few years. No idea what happened to her (except I did find out that she ended up marrying the robe-wearing/loud-sex-having stranger (that she apparently met on hotornot.com)).
Some of these roommate stories are crazy! The worst for me was in college when I had a roommate who would bring in random people from the street and let them sit/sleep on my bed. Or she would invite her brother or her boyfriend to live with us for several weeks without telling me.
My fiance had a roommate freshman year who turned out to be a pedophile. He got busted by Perverted Justice and was on one of those Dateline operations. Creepy.
Um let me see....
Oh I know. I use to share an apartment with my cousin who was a total slob. I of course didn't know this til we lived together. Food left sitting for days, clothes all over the house. Piles upon piles of mail EVERYWHERE!! I could go on but I wont.
You get the point. Ugh!
OK. So. I had this suitemate--our bathroom connected our rooms. One night I woke up to find her tugging on my covers and I discovered she was trying to get into bed with me. I have no idea, but I really hope she was drunk. I grabbed them back from her and she wandered over to my roommate's empty bed, which had no sheets on it, and curled up and went to sleep. I went and got her roommate who carried her back to her own room. Her roommate informed me that sometimes she sleepwalks, so I didn't really think any more of it. A few months later, my roommate was actually there, and her sister was staying with us, sleeping on our floor. I woke up in the middle of the night to find the suitemate standing next to my bed again, and as I was getting up to go walk her back to her room, she pulled down her shorts, and I KID YOU NOT, peed on my floor and on my roommate's sister. I was frozen momentarily, but when she pulled her shorts back up and tried to then wander outside, I got up and got her roommate and we went and wrangled her. I then had to wake my roommate's sister (who stayed blissfully asleep) to inform her she had been urinated upon. It was a good night.
I moved to British Columbia one summer as a "trial run" to see if FI and I would like to settle here after university. We decided just to sublet an apartement so we could get all the furniture, etc. So we show up, and there is a third person LIVING THERE ALREADY! It was just supposed to be me and my FI! The landlord was like "oh, this guy just needs a place to stay for the week, he will be gone by Friday". I was like, "um, what?". His name was Wade and he was disgusting. He left his construction workboots on the counter, drank straight from the OJ container, and kept hash in the fridge (which he then ruined all of the knives doing hot knives!!!). Fianlly the time came for him to leave, and he had an extra copy of our key. I phoned him to get it back, and he said "oh, I just want to keep it for an extra week in case I need a place to shower". WHAT??? We called a locksmith and had the locks changed that day. Later that week we also found a pair of boxers that he left behind the couch. Ewwwww!
The second story is not a roomate, but instead the person I subletted my apartment in Halifax to for the summer. She was supposedly a 'quiet, friendly Master's student who just needed a place to stay for the summer". Yeah right. Our landlord called the police on her several times for her crazy parties, she spilled wine on our white carpet, used our linens (we had asked her to use her own), and when she moved out, she took a bunch of our stuff with her (Like our DUVET!!!!!), She was so BURNT! Luckily she just moved across the street, and I got almost everything back. But then she left a bunch of her random stuff at our place. I seriously think she just honestly didn't know what was hers and what was ours. I don't understand how that could happen, but whatever.
So happy that FI and I have lived together for the past 5 years!
Our senior year of college, we lived in a ten-person townhouse. Eight of us "went in" together, so we got put with two random roommates (they lived in the same room) Over the summer, we tried to contact the one girl, J, to arrange bringing different things for the townhouse. We never heard from her.
On move-in day, she showed up with her family, moved everything in without even saying hello to anyone. She was SO rude to the girl she was living with, who is actually my friend now. She used to b*tch about her for hours on the phone to her mom in Spanish. Little did she know that my friend spoke fluent Spanish! She had sex all the time with my friend in the room sleeping or on her computer or whatever.
I had the weirdest roommate EVER when i first started college. Let me preface by saying I attended an engineering university. I had only lived in Missouri for about a year when I set foot on this campus. I moved here from Orange County, CA, and was still adjusting so "weird" to me was probably not that weird to begin with. I'd never visited this campus and was completely in shock at how not girly the campus was. LAN parties and wearing burlap was not something I was used to. Anyways, my roommate was a vegan hippie chick who liked Bjork music. She sat on her Mac Laptop all day, never spoke, and was super awkward. She changed in the corner of the room, hiding away from me as much as possible. She wasn't social and never wanted to do anything except hang out with her weirdo friends. They were very strange and smoked lots of pot. I know I don't make her sound weird, but she was, and our personalities did NOT mesh at all. I was joining a sorority and she was all anti-sorority and anti-fun in general. After 3 weeks I moved into my own dorm. Right next door to hers, haha. I coudln't handle having such an antisocial strange roommate! She was too withdrawn into her own little world and we didn't like any of the same movies, books, or music. Our dorm was only like, 10 feet by 10 feet with single wooden twin beds and two desks. That was it!
I was paired up with D when I moved into my sorority. She was the GREATEST roommate ever and we lived together all throughout college and she was my MOH. She was just the perfect balance for me.
Fi and I have had 5 roommates since living together!!! Well, sort of. First, I basically moved into his apartment with his roommate in college (off campus). Then for 1 month FIs cousin lived with us until she found her own place. Then 2 months later his best friend from home lived with us and stayed for 5 months!! He was saving money and finding his own place but we lived in a tiny 2 bedroom 1 bath apartment and it got old REALLY fast!!!! Then 1 month after he moved out FIs twin sister moved in with us for 3 months because she was in DC for a summer internship...then 4 months after she moved out my older brother moved in with us!!! Luckily we now live in a 3 bedroom 2 full 2 half bathroom townhouse so it is a million times better!!! Dont worry it will come to an end and youll look back and feel how lucky you are now (then) because of what youve been through!
One time I came home and my roommate had moved out. I then found out that she had also stolen weird, random things from me like pajama pants and food out of the freezer when she left. I had known her since kindergarten.
My crazy second roomate copied everything I did. I even think she went through my things. I had a pefume from Chanel called Allure couple days later she came back with the biggest bottle they offered the perfume. I put pictures of friends on the walls of the bedroom a week later she did too. It seemed she always wanted to one up me. I was coming back from work and I stood at the door and I heard her and a friend talking about me. She was a shopaholic and everything she bought was from Bloomingdales and seriously expensive stores, but she needs financial aid afor school yea right. She wasa very psychotic. My friend suggested I sleep with a knife under my pillow she really seemed like the type that would hurt you in the middle of the night. If i had my music low, she would come in and turn her music up. UGH There are some creepy people in this world. Now I live home and just commute up to school.
I love reading the posts you ladies have...they make me feel better about the psycho roommates I've had.
Spring semester, sophomore year: My fall roommate had to move back home b/c of finances, so I settled for the school just appointing me a roommie. Ok. This girl grew up about an hour away from campus and went home 4-5 times a week. I bought her a welcome gift or a scented bath set (figured it'd be a nice gesture). It sat on her shelf the entire semester and when she move out, she offered it to me...ummm, ok? We would go days without talking to each other even though we'd both be in the room. She left after that one semester, never heard from her again.
After graduation, I moved to a big city fairly near by so that I could work on my M.A. I moved into a townhouse where the guy (Frank) managed the complex so he didn't need roommates but wanted a little extra income. My BF, now husband, met him and said he felt comfortable with me living there (I like 2nd opinions). I moved in and all was well until the other lady moved in. She had the 3rd bedroom and had an agreement where she would clean the house in exchange for less rent. She never cleaned and never paid rent. Also, Frank was always sitting downstairs, staring at the tv...always. Other roommate ended up leaving and going to some sort of rehab or half-way house.
The next roommate Frank brought in was a lady who needed a place to stay for a little while. Erica came to see the house late one night, and upon meeting me, her first spoken words were "Are you a bartender?". WHAT??? I'd never even been in a bar. Apparently wearing jeans and a black tank-top while scrapbooking make me a bartender. She moved in and spent the entire time complaining about how this was such a move down for her and how she'd be gone as soon as she got a job and another car. One day my BF was over and we were watching You've Got Mail. She banged on the wall and yelled that she didn't want to get involved with my personal life, but could we please be quieter while having sex. Ummm, You've Got Mail doesn't have a sex scene or even a loud kissing scene...and we were waiting for marriage so we weren't having sex any other time either. What takes the cake is that Erica and Frank took turns calling the cops on each other. She accused him of domestic violence. He accused her of being mentally unbalanced. Back and forth. The day I moved out, I went to the house to get my last load of stuff and the cops were there! I told them what I knew (she was psycho, he wasn't violent) and left. They called me a few weeks later to give another statement...oh boy.
I moved into a condo w/ 3 other girls. For the most part, that was great. Until one moved out to get married and the next girl lived with us for about a month. We kept hearing her throw up, so we worried she was anorexic (she was thin and did modeling, but ate tons of junk food). Turns out she was pregnant, couldn't decide if she ought to tell the baby's dad that she loved him, and moved out without paying utilities, but left a bunch of her stuff. The next girl was better, but moved out after getting back together with a boyfriend she'd broken up with about 4 times, planning on moving in with him since she didn't have a job.
The week that I moved out, all 3 roommates stopped talking to me, 1 who was supposed to be my MOH. She just texted me saying she wouldn't be a part of my wedding. All 3 were (I thought) fairly good friends of mine...or not.
Thanks for letting me post all of this!
haha UGH This is probably why I don't ave girlfriends..lol too much drama...another roommate accused me my friend and two suitmates of committing a serious crime against her needless to say we didnt do anything obviously. This was done during finals week. So we were all stressed out and had to go before a committee. It could have had serious implications on our records, but of course the one person that lost that day was the girl and her false accussations made her look stupid infront of everyone ha no more university living for me ever. The only person I will room with will be my FH lol
Oh man. College has been decent to me with the room-mate situation. My very first semester was a nightmare, though.
Room-mate and suite-mate #1-I lived in a 2 room suite where the 2 rooms shared a bathroom. My room-mate was the biggest spoiled b#$%^ ever. She came from a wealthy family that had a maid and a housekeeper so she literally did not understand that she had to clean up after herself. She absolutely trashed the room on a regular basis. There was a point where there was rotting food all over her desk. She would take off her dirty, skidmark underwear and leave them in the middle of my rug. Plus, she used to steal my food and eat it. She has this boyfriend that she was ridiculously clingy with. He went to school in another state and she would call him every time she switched activities to tell him what she was doing. Seriously, she would go from watching TV to doing homework and she would call to tell him. She would also bring her drunk friends back to our room (I don't drink and we have a dry campus) and let them sleep IN MY BED when I wasn't there. Enter the suitemate. They were really good friends at first, then they got drunk one night and hated each other after that. They both would bitch at me about the other one like we were still in high school. I came home one day and she had knocked ALL of my things off of the bathroom counter and left them in the floor. I went to the housing dept immediately and moved out. Eff her.
Roommate #2 was awesome. We lived together for 2 1/2 years until she graduated.
Room-mate #3- My current roommate. Last semester there were 5 of us living in our 2 bedroom duplex. It was me (in the master bedroom, ha!) and then my 2 rommates and their BFs. My one roommate had this dirty, disgusting boyfriend who would trash the house and leave it that way. He would leave his dirty underwear on our bathroom floor. They would leave dishes in the sink for 4+ weeks. They were just generally gross people. Well, over X-Mas they broke up and my other roomie graduated, so now it's just me and the one with the nasty ex. We're doing fine now. Things are way better without him around.
Okay, I've got a bunch of roommate horror stories.
Freshman year of college - I'll call her "L." L and I got along famously at first, but then the trouble started. I'd come back to the dorm and she'd be wearing my clothes or eating my food. Her boyfriend lived nearby and would come over almost every night with all of his friends. I told her that I didn't mind if they came to hang out on weekends but I didn't want them boozing it up on a Monday night when I had an 8 o'clock class the next day, but she never said anything so I finally had to tell all the guys that and then they thought I was a giant bitch. She used to make up stories about me to all the girls on our floor, but they all knew she was crazy and didn't believe them.
Sophomore year of college - I lived with "D" who I'd been friends with the year before. She was a really awesome person and for the most part I liked her, except that she would always have her girlfriend sleep over and they'd be messing around in the top bunk while I was trying to sleep. At one point, I asked D and her girlfriend S if they could please stop being intimate when I was in the room. D was totally cool, apologized and even seemed a bit embarrassed, but S called me a homophobe. I told her that I'd be equally as uncomfortable if D was messing around with a dude in the top bunk, but she didn't believe me. Although D was cool, the thing with S eventually became really, really awkward and we didn't live together after that year.
Early 20's - I lived with two friends, "A" and "C." Before I met A and C, I had this male friend, B, who had a girlfriend. Well, when I moved in with the girls, they got to know B as well. Eventually, A and B started sleeping together, never mind that B's girlfriend had no idea. Things started getting weird at home and one day A and C cornered me in the kitchen and told me off because I was trying to steal B from A. I was like "Oh, you mean B, the guy who you're sleeping with despite the fact that he has a girlfriend? I'm stealing him from YOU?" It turned into a really ugly fight and I moved out. Oh, and I never, ever tried ANYTHING with B.
Mid 20's - I lived with a coworker, "J." J had five cats and four of them were fine, but one of them would constantly poop on the kitchen counter. She also had a boyfriend who basically lived in our place with us. He slept there, showered there, ate our food, etc. I liked him and didn't have a problem with him being there, but at one point, I asked J if maybe her boyfriend could chip in a few bucks to help wtih utilities, and she went apesh*t on me. And that was the end of that.
Late 20's - After J, I lived alone for about 4 years, and then I got another roommate to save money. This was a guy I met on Craigslist named "D." I figured that I'd had enough problems living with girlfriends so I might as well live with a male stranger. Well, he was a lot nicer than any of the girls I lived with but he was FILTHY. I'm not a neat freak, but I've never seen anything dirtier than this place. He'd leave dishes in the sink for WEEKS, growing mold on them. He'd forget to flush the toilet. He was just gross.
I have had some of the worst roommates, and one of the best...
First roommates out of highschool - they blackballed me because I went to a party with other friends. I went to an all girls school, they all still dated their highschool boyfriends, we're pretty adimant that they were getting married out of college etc, etc, etc.. They judged me for partying too hard and being "crazy".. lol
well.. i moved out. the funny thing is literally all of them tried to reconnect with me on facebook and fast forward 5 years, None of them are married, none are in relationships, and they all are essentially living the party party hard, going downtown, getting drunk lifestyle at 25 - that i got out of my system at 17-20. lol
Second was 3 girls - they were nuts. /story
third was a complete slob. She let her boyfriend move in without consulting me - and he locked me out of my own apartment on more then one occasion. It sucked. when i moved out - she never came to clean her stuff up, i opened her door and it was like a bomb went out. She managed to make 2000 dollars in damages to 1 room and 1 bathroom. Even my guy friends who lived next door were grossed out.. and thats saying a lot for college aged guys..
fourth roommate was AWESOME! and we're still best friends. He was a guy, we lived together as roommates for 2 years - we're like brother and sister. I am secretly hoping he proposes to his girlfriend at our rehearsal dinner (it wouldn't bother me one bit!!) :)
Who got stuck cleaning the bathroom because their roommates and/or suitmates didnt want to.....that would be me and I'm guessing some of you ladies too lol
*Raises hand* me! me!
I'm cringing reading these stories! Can't believe how crazy some of your roommates have been.
I've only had one "roommate" (aside from the boyfriend) and that was a girl I had known since I was about 5 years old and who was my best friend. She moved in with the boyfriend and myself and that lasted about 2 weeks before we kicked her out. She didn't have a job and wasn't even looking for one. She didn't have a car. She wasn't contributing to rent or groceries or gas or any other bills. She ate all our food. At one point I had a kidney infection and my boyfriend bought me a bunch of cubed melon (that was all I could eat and keep down) and went to work. While he was gone and I was in the other room feeling like death she invited her disgusting boyfriend over to watch tv at full volume, play on my boyfriend $3,000 laptop without asking, eat my fruit, and hookup in the livingroom (which, by the way, was right outside my bedroom). I haven't spoken to her since.
I'm lucky to have the most awesome roomie ever (don't worry though, I've paid some roommate dues as well). My guy just got our of a situation where he was living with a couple and he really hated it. It always felt like it was their house and he was just living their to reduce their rent. Living with a couple is just harder than living with individuals.
Except Lilly and Marsha. That's be AWESOME!
LOL I had the worst roommate ever, first year of university. I'll spare the details and make it short (keep in mind this was only one incident): 3am. One roomie, 2 guys. Drunk. Porn on tv. Getting naked. DORM ROOM.
That's about the point I went and got my CD player and headphones, and spent the rest of the night facing the wall. I Don't. Want. To. Know.
I spent as little time in that room as possible after that. *So* awkward. I'm pretty sure she flunked out though.
I have terrible roommate history.
One roommate my freshman year left her hair straightener on my laptop and burned a hole through the top, and let everyone and anyone borrow my stuff. I would go weeks without my own hair dryer.
My soph year I had 2 roommates find out they were pregnant within the same month. Later that year, one of my roommates got us evicted from our house for domestic violence because she attacked her ex boyfriend with a tin hair spray can and blood was splattered all over the walls.
The next year, I had a roommate that went crazy when my fiance (who is in the military and stationed in a different state) finally came home, and I spent more time with him than her. She started getting pissed at EVERYTHING and stopped talking to me because she felt left out. AWESOME.
haha these make my stories seem tame!!
my worst was probably 2 girls that I lived with. One was never there so I had no problems with her...but, apparently she didn't pay her portions of the bills. Since it wasn't in my name, and we never had our stuff shut off, it didn't matter much to me.
The other was a huuuuge partier. She would go out atleast 5 nights a week no matter what time of the semester, stay out until 2 am then come home with a group of friends and throw parties in the apartment. They had an annoying habit of going back and forth to the neighbors apartment and slamming the door every time. Even if they left the apartment they'd still have their music blaring. And even though I'd politely ask them to be a little quieter at 3 in the morning, I'd get laughed at. Guess it's funnier for them than me :P I think she flunked out though.
They would also use my dishes and eat my food, and then leave them dirty and sitting in the sink for weeks. I managed until the end of the lease, but when I moved out I left a lot of stuff behind like my still dirty dishes from weeks ago. Might be gross, but I won't clean up other people stuff, especially because they would still have food all stuck to the plates then fill the sink up with soap and water to "soak" so that chunks of food were floating everywhere. It smelled so bad.
And now the only other person I will ever live with is my SO.
My college roommate I lived with in the dorms for two years before I was about to go crazy and had to get out lol. It started off all fine and dandy, we had the same major and helped each other out a lot with school, but we are very different. I'm more loud and well loud and she had just come out of a very strict Catholic home and was getting her bubble burst left and right living on campus. I think the final straw came when she yelled at me for using my laptop while she was trying to sleep because the light bothered her. She decided to not discuss it with me when she was trying to sleep and instead got up at like 5 in the morning and flipped on all of the lights and just left them on... keep in mind, I had no idea what was going on I just figured maybe she forgot I was in there or something. Later on when she started freaking out at me about I realized she had done that purposely to "get back at me" for using my laptop. That was just one thing... overall it was the most difficult environment I've ever been in to live with an extremely uptight individual. At the end I thought for sure we wouldn't be friends again because I couldn't stand her... I couldn't wait to be free of ever having ASK PERMISSION to watch tv again. Turns out we do much better not living together. We took the summer and barely spoke to each other and now we are good and she is actually one of my bridesmaids lol
The only time I've ever lived with roommates made me not ever want to do it again! Mind you, I already knew that FI's roommate, we'll call him M, was pretty bad, but I guess I just didn't understand the depth of it until I moved in.
First off, M didn't hardly pay rent, utilities, etc. He didn't clean up after himself and he'd already watched porn on FI's tv twice while FI was home (in the other room). He paid for the movies, but nonetheless it kind of grossed us out. Soon enough FI announces that I'll be moving in. In response about a week after I move in M's gf, K moves in. Not a problem because we honestly didn't care. About 10 minutes later the fighting starts and it didn't end until they moved out. K would get mad at M for locking the bathroom door while he was in there, they would eat our food, make everything a mess and were just altogether bad roommates. M even managed to clog the shower drain at one point and it was seriously nasty.
Fast forward to them moving out finally (they knew they were going to be kicked out soon since they hadn't paid rent at all!) and after they "cleaned" their room I had to vaccuum it again and air it out because they had put one of those air diffusers into their room (mind you it's like a 9x9 or so) and put every single damn reed into it until it was so strong that it infiltrated everything in the room to the point that it still smelled when we moved out several months later.
oooh I love this post!
Freshman year I lived with two girls: one, L, was a pathological liar - she would tell these crazy lies and really believed them when she told them (she once told us her mom was dying and was suppppper upset; two weeks later she had no idea what we were talking about) and she talked in her sleep - well, rather, yelled at anyone around in her sleep. She would sit bolt up right all poltergeist style. She also refused to change in front of anyone, and would change IN our closet (NOT a walk-in) with the door closed.
The other girl, C, was more normal, but I definitely walked into the dorm room once while she and her bf were having sex - I promptly left, and later she apologized because "we couldn't really stop at that point" - it was awkward. Our suitemate K took the cake that year though, she was a total klepto and stole all sorts of stuff. She took clothes from all three of us and her roommate (she wasn't even the same size as any of us!), she stole all of our cheap silverware, she would take toilet paper rolls; she lived with her boyfriend on the weekends and just basically shopped in our dorm room for stuff to take to his house. She also took L's notes from a class they were taking together, without asking, right before finals. L found them on K's desk two days after the final. :( She also had an amazing ability to clog a toilet and then refused to admit it was her fault or do anything about it.
Sophomore year I had a roommate who told literally everyone we both knew that I farted in the shower (um, not true), because our bathroom had a weird odor (poorly plumbed; the garbage disposal was backing up into the bathroom plumbing, as we found out later) and she was convinced it was me farting in the shower that made it smell like rotting food.
Junior year we had a random sophomore get placed in our (campus) apartment, and she 1) tried to commit suicide in our apartment (pills), and 2) stole from her job. She worked at a retail store that will accept returns forever if you have a receipt, so every 3 months she bought an entire new wardrobe and returned EVERYTHING from the previous season, which she had been wearing and washing for the past 3 months. She was a total slob, but her receipts were meticulously maintained. She ended up getting pregnant and dropped out.
Senior year one of our roommates, J, regularly had her boyfriend sleep over, despite her roommate (who shared a bedroom with her) requesting that she not. Poor girl would come home at night and couldn't even undress in her own room because there was a guy in there. She worked late hours, and J would always claim, "Oh, I didn't think you were coming home tonight, so I didn't think it would matter." She was also VERY passive aggressive, made a cleaning chart and tried to fine us if we didn't clean our weekly task by Sunday night, ate other peoples' food and never chipped in for communals.... yeah. I was glad when she moved out to get married - although we did try to warn her FI about her, haha.
I've had my fair share of crazy. :)
wow to some of these stories! i got a couple of my own to share too..
1st year--First off I am a really deep sleeper depending on how my day has been. I guess it must have been sleeping so deep that when I woke up and found my roommie J sleeping naked on my bed. Funny enough her brother and friends let her go in my room like that. Taught me to lock my door every time I was not in at the apartment. My roomie C that year was also crazy. I never saw her ever! It was a miracle when I would run into her inside the house, Even though we worked in the same shopping complex and went to the same church. I would always hear her slamming the door over something or another. My roomie A of that year, somehow also had to go get a tetanus shot because she was taking out the trash and got a cut from an open can that C threw out into the trash. those were the easy things to remember from that year. They were all lazy when it came to washing dishes, taking out the trash and doing their own laundry. It came to the point where I just had a trash can in my room and only used that one all the time instead of the communal trashcan that was put in the laundry room unless it was something I knew that would really stink and would take out the trash can that same day if I used it because most likely it was full.
2nd year--Had no problems with 2 out of the 3 roomies. But A (totally different A from the 1st year) was a total bitch! She somehow singled me out from everyone and just wanted to act this way to me. We were actually friends before moving in together. But I just kept my distance since I am not a confrontational person. A just always had to 1 up everyone. Not that anyone actually cared but she had to put up that front. So I started going out to my friends places more or spending time with the other 2 roomies that I was on great terms with instead so I didn't have to see her. A was also the world's worst for being nasty when it came to the kitchen and eating all of our food. Me, S, and L would buy tons of food together to cook and share with other friends. But as soon as A smelled something cooking, she would slink out of her room and eat it even though she didn't ask for anything. One time I accidentally fell asleep in S's room and L had made cookies for me with the ingredients I bought for her, A tried to steal all of my cookies but L was like hell no, I just made them with V's (me) ingredients. I got so pissed off at A that I ended up taking away the toaster that I never used but bought for communal use just because it was so nasty from all the crumbs of A's bagels.
3rd year--Another year where it was 2 out of 3 roomies no problems at all. But all 3 of us had huge problems with roomie 4 N. N rarely went to school. She basically ate steak, french fries and salad every single day of her life while living there. But N used a fry daddy to fry her french fries every single day. It seemed like she never changed the oil in her fry daddy. That was the year I gave up french fries. To this day, I am still hesistant on eating french fries because of the smell of nasty oil. Then she was always trooping a different guy into the house at least 3 times a week. We would always hear voices of her and some different guy coming from either her room, the communal living room or her bathroom that she shared with C(a different one from year 2). N also ended up taking over more then 1/2 of the freezer with just her stuff that no one could put anything in there. This was the year I use to always cook for the entire apartment. But one of my biggest pet peeves was that N would always put more soy sauce or salt on top of everything that I cook without even tasting it.
4th year---Thankfully I moved home for most of the time commuting to school but I lived up there during the summer with a different roomie. I never saw her and she rarely saw me. So I think that was my easiest year every when it came to roomies.
I just have to laugh about some of my roomies through the college days
There was a girl who needed a place to live desperately while I was in college, she had just moved from another country, and had a really great sob story about her three children back home. My heart strings were tugged. She went on a fruit diet only and I swear left a permanent smell in the bathroom, not to mention, I had to clean the toilet. She brought a "free on the side of the road" couch and bed into the apartment and left it infested with fleas which promptly attacked my indoor kitty. She had her dad come and stay with us. The only thing he would wear in our apartment was a small towel and he would enter my room without knocking. I'm pretty sure he had never used a real toilet either because he peed all over the place. I stepped in it with bare feet. She clicked on every "free this", "you won this" etc. ad on the internet using my computer and left it infected with spyware. The list goes on. I kicked her out eventually for not paying her share of the rent.
My next roomate was nice and I was grateful to have someone that paid 1/2 of the rent. She worked really odd hours and would leave all self-tanned and glittery almost every night and then come back early in the morning. That self tanning stuff really sticks to shower walls. Anyhow, she always paid her rent in cash and her utilities in ones. It wasn't until one day I pulled the wad of ones out of my purse in front of a coworker and he asked if I was strippingon the side, did I realize, and the light came on. I don't have anything against strippers, it was just funny that I was so naive that I didn't realize her occupation.
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