Roommate Rant » crazy

Filthy alcoholic waste of space

anonymous — Wed, 18 Jan 2012 08:41:25 +0000

Our horrible flatmate has just moved out, while we were out and with absolutely no warning after not paying his rent for two weeks and leaving us severely out of pocket. I’m not sorry to see the crazy bastard go and I hope he gets sent to prison. Here’s how it all happened. My fiancé and I had been advertising our spare room for quite some time and not getting a lot of interest, so we made the mistake of welcoming "Dave" into our home. He interviewed fine, had a decent job, said he smoked outside and drank socially etc, so we ignored his toothless grin and greasy headbanger hair and handed him the keys. Things went downhill pretty fast. He would make it to work perhaps 3 days a week, preferring to sit cross-legged in the living room with the curtains shut downing bottle after bottle of cheap red wine, watching horror movies on our tv and blasting heavy metal music till the small hours of the morning despite our requests that he not do so. He rarely ate, was prone to drunken rages in which he would scream profanities and break things and left blood all over the hallway after cutting his hand on a broken wine glass one sodden night. He was covered in cuts, in fact, from getting drunk and crashing into door handles etc around the house, usually at night. When presented with the month’s power bill and asked to pay his small share, he angrily slurred his refusal and threatened to stab us. We promptly paid the entire bill and never mentioned it again, we were that scared. When we went away for Christmas, we returned to find piles of beer bottles, broken glass and cigarette butts all over the carpet, our Christmas tree knocked over and a sour, stale smell pervading the house. Dave never cleaned anything and I found myself vacuuming up his filthy dandruff off our carpet at least twice a week. I don’t think he showered once the whole time, and he had a horrible smell of stale booze, smoke and wet dog that got into our furniture. He had a bed, but stopped sleeping in it and started crashing out every night on our couch, which made entering the lounge in the morning just a bit awkward. He also started smoking inside, which added to the foul air inside the house and aggravated my asthma. Whenever we got any time without him we would frantically air and clean the house, only to have him come home later and seal the windows, shut the curtains and resume producing toxic waste. He eventually stopped paying his rent and we returned from work one day to find Dave and all his stuff gone, but a lovely mess left as a farewell gift. He still owes two weeks rent, and we recently found out that he was wanted for drug use and assaulting a police officer. I hope he ends up in prison, the crazy alcoholic. Four bottles of wine a day is NOT normal and neither was he.

tired

anonymous — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 21:47:41 +0000

Dear roommate,
Despite the fact that I had an 8am class this morning, you decided it would be ok to keep the light on in the room until one in the morning when I told you to turn it off, even though I had been trying to sleep since 10pm. So when I came back from classes this afternoon, I decided to take a nap to catch up on my missed sleep. However, you were on the phone when I came back. Being the polite roommate that I am, I waited patiently for you to notice that I’m trying to sleep and get off the phone. Two hours later, I came to the conclusion that you’re one of the rudest people I’ve ever met.

Most fondly yours,
SO FUCKING TIRED.

crazy roommate

anonymous — Tue, 05 Oct 2010 04:02:54 +0000

my roommate is insane. Until today i didn’t know the depth. It uses to be the normal things that would drive peple crazy. Like having boys sleep over during the 1st week without even askin me or never cleaning up the bathroom or taking out the trash. Then it escilated to backhanded insults directed at me and everyone else in our dorm, assuming she is smarter than everyone elsee b/c she’s foreign, and every other sentance out of her mouth being a lie. Now she has revealed her crazy b!tch side. I learned w/ 2 instances. one was when I overheard her cheerfully telling her apparent boyfriend of the week (she says he is. I’m not sure if he knows. the last one didn’t) about how she beat up her apparent friend (i actually don’t know anyone who likes her) b/c he was thinking about transfering. I wonder what she’s gonna do to me when I tell her I don’t want to room with her next year.

The second incident was a conversation she had with me a few moments ago.

her: did you see so-and-so’s status?

me: no.

her: he said he loves blahblah!

me:….so?

her: he just met her and he loves her!

me: oh (thoughts: he’s kidding but i’ve learned that you will always argue till the end of time that you are right even when it defys all logic, reason, and fact.)

Her: isn;t that sick? he just met her.

Me: ok (it’s not like he just met her and is, oh I don’t know, SLEEPING WITH HER LIKE YOU DID WITh insertname ON OUR FIRST NIGHT HERE?)

my,my what a messed up b****. Can’t wait for move out day. or as I like to call it, delete-her-from-all-friend-buddy-and-contact-lists-in-hopes-of-never-having-to-see-or-talkto-her-again day.

Controlling Psycho Bitch

admin — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 14:45:21 +0000

So at the beginning of this school year I met a pretty ok girl at orientation. She seemed cool and we got along really well so I decided to room up with her. First half of first semester was GREAT. Then suddenly her personality shifted to this mean, unsociable, controlling, crazy screaming thing. As soon as I asked her about it it switched back to the girl I knew at orientation and for a little while it was good again. Then over time the ‘evil’ personality as I’ve come to know it as became more and more common. When she’s like this she destroys my things, hides my stuff, steals my stuff, and screams and hits and forces me to do things her certain way but then later when I get an RA or someone to intervene she’s back to normal and “doesn’t remember a thing” The semester is almost over thank god… But next year… She’s going to be an RA…

Crazy insane roommate

admin — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 08:28:46 +0000

I hate my roommate because he is an insane asshole. I come back quietly at 4 am, didnt even turn on a light only opened the window cuz it was hot.I went straight to sleep after. 6am, I here a noise. He leaves. Then he comes back and starts yelling at me saying I’m spiteful because he is pledging some fraternity, that admittedly i didn’t get a bid to, and that I’m therefore trying to make him sicker. The next day he still hates me for whatever reason, apparently the window, and has now avoided our room at all costs stopping only for 10 minutes at most to pick up stuff. He has stayed with his girlfriend down the hall for more than a week and won’t even talk to me, not that I want to. Sometimes when his girlfriend is out, he has to hang out and pace the hallway in order to avoid our room. A mutual friend of ours asked him whats wrong and he basically told him he hates me. Even though I’m the only one that has any reason to actually hate him.