Memo to self:
1. Hide. For entire month of November
2. Listen for all-clear sirens.
1. Hide. For entire month of November
2. Listen for all-clear sirens.
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I had that too....just not weekends though. I once asked why they can't sleep overnight at his dorm. Her answer, "his roommate doesn't like it". Someone wasn't listening to their teacher when they discussed the proper uses of "lie and lay"...
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Nope, I had another roomie lined up within a week. We lived in a harmonious alcohol and dope induced stupor for over a year before going our separate ways. We're still friends too.
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My junior year of college, when we moved in, my roommate introduced himself to me. Nice enough guy, but the highlight (lowlight?) was our first conversation:
"Hey, Steve, how you doin'! I'm Terry."
"Nice to meet you. How's it going?"
"Going good. Right up front, I do need to let you know something... I'm a bleeder."
"Huh?" (noticed something in the stuff he was unpacking)
"I'm a hemophiliac. That means..."
"I know what a hemophiliac is. I know what I'd need to do if I had to. But can I ask you one question?"
"Sure."
"Terry, why in God's name do you shave with razor blades?"
8O
"Hey, Steve, how you doin'! I'm Terry."
"Nice to meet you. How's it going?"
"Going good. Right up front, I do need to let you know something... I'm a bleeder."
"Huh?" (noticed something in the stuff he was unpacking)
"I'm a hemophiliac. That means..."
"I know what a hemophiliac is. I know what I'd need to do if I had to. But can I ask you one question?"
"Sure."
"Terry, why in God's name do you shave with razor blades?"
8O
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I had 4 great roommates in college, but my senior year roommate was a contender for the roommate from hell. I hate to bash her, because after living with her for a year in the same bedroom (this was in the dorm-style sorority house) I truly believe she has something wrong with her that even serious psychological drugs may not be able to fix. In short, I was scared of her. As was most of the sorority and anyone who called our room when she answered the phone in her "satan" personality (which was nearly every phone call except for those from her saint of a boyfriend). :umno:
I think I've said too much...she may come after me again...
I think I've said too much...she may come after me again...
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I've lived with manic depressants, nappers, stoners...it goes on...
For a straight year my 'alarm clock' was my room mate token up on his bong every morning at 6am. :|
AS for the manic depressor (whose name was also 'joel'), somedays he'd be bouncin off the walls, somedays he'd completely ignore me...and then I'd catch him giving me 'satan-like' looks for no reason...hella creepy!
As for your roomie SC, I suggest waking her up at 3am for the next week and yelling at her for made up reasons...i.e"Why didn't you ever paint my ceiling blue!!!!!"
For a straight year my 'alarm clock' was my room mate token up on his bong every morning at 6am. :|
AS for the manic depressor (whose name was also 'joel'), somedays he'd be bouncin off the walls, somedays he'd completely ignore me...and then I'd catch him giving me 'satan-like' looks for no reason...hella creepy!
As for your roomie SC, I suggest waking her up at 3am for the next week and yelling at her for made up reasons...i.e"Why didn't you ever paint my ceiling blue!!!!!"
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I've had "wake and bake" friends before too. Getting stoned in the morning never appealed to me. :|
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Pfff, I'd love details on that one!Just a million small things... She was CONSTANTLY in our room, when there were 30 bedrooms adn dozens of common areas in the house AND we lived one door over from her boyfriend. She would go to bed at 10pm and get up at 10am. I worked 2 jobs and was in classes full time, I was always up after her and before her, always getting ready in the dark while she tried to sleep and this bugged her to no avail because she wasn't able to sleep. :? She was in an unbelievably amazingly hyper spastic happy high mood (and she didn't use any illegal substances that I'm aware of) or a horribly hateful/evil/depressed/vengeful pissed off mood. Either could be triggered by something as minor as "I had grilled cheese for lunch today :D :D :D :D :D " or "The VCR didn't tape General Hospital :flames: " but the worst was she usually didn't vocalize why she was in the bad moods, and based on the evil glares she would give I would assume it was my doing until I would hear her lame explanation on the phone to one of the two people she seemed to tolerate on a daily basis: her mom and her boyfriend. "I got a hole in my favorite pair of socks :flames: :flames: :flames: " constantly on eggshells in our room. No one else in the house would even talk to her they were so scared of her, which made things more tense between us because, strangely, everyone like me and not her....hmmm..... My boyfriend (this was before everyone had cell phones) finally started calling other people to get a hold of me to call him back. He didn't like having to talk to Linda Blair on the phone at all. My parents just stopped calling. There would be entire afternoons of her bawling on her bed. And when she would surface you would discover it was because she got a 99% instead of 100% on her accounting exam the rest of the class failed. She has since married the saint of a boyfriend and I haven't verified but believe she is medicated, the few times we have run into each other since college she was very calm and pleasant. I still am scared of her :umno:
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Well I had 2 from hell.
Number 1) I go to Boston for 4 months and when I came back the apartment looks like c**p. I clean up mention to him that we should keep the act togetther from then on. That night, I wake up, fell thirsty and I switch on the lights.... the counter had literally 20 roaches. Even my mug inside the cabinet had one. well what the hell.. I got a funky roach gel.... get rid of the roaches in a week and the roommate in :umno: 2 weeks. How could any sane person live knowing there are roahes all over your stuff??
Number 2). This guy... man!! picks his nose all the time...used my laptop while doing so.....talked about why doesnt eat pizza because of sat fat in cheese but polishes off half a big bag of lays everyday... :flames: @#@## Honks on spotting me and a lady friend (impressionable) walking to the bars on a friday night.
Number 1) I go to Boston for 4 months and when I came back the apartment looks like c**p. I clean up mention to him that we should keep the act togetther from then on. That night, I wake up, fell thirsty and I switch on the lights.... the counter had literally 20 roaches. Even my mug inside the cabinet had one. well what the hell.. I got a funky roach gel.... get rid of the roaches in a week and the roommate in :umno: 2 weeks. How could any sane person live knowing there are roahes all over your stuff??
Number 2). This guy... man!! picks his nose all the time...used my laptop while doing so.....talked about why doesnt eat pizza because of sat fat in cheese but polishes off half a big bag of lays everyday... :flames: @#@## Honks on spotting me and a lady friend (impressionable) walking to the bars on a friday night.
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My older sister was the roomate from Hell. I moved in with her at the ripe old age of 18, after she begged me tearfully because she couldn't afford to live by herself. I paid half of everything and paid on time, only to come home from work and find various utilities had been shut off. (she was in charge of actually sending in the money) Oh by the way I need an extra $50 dollars to get the water turned back on.
After going thru great pains to find someone to purchase my beer for me, she'd drink it all then say Oh sorry! You can have some of mine when I get some (she never did).
She wore all my clothes and apparently threw them away because I'd never see them again. She ate all my food.
When I was out with boy A and boy B called, she had no problem giving out any information she possibly could.
The last straw was when she moved her boyfriend in and my rent didn't go down so I said "Screw you guys.... I'm going home."
After going thru great pains to find someone to purchase my beer for me, she'd drink it all then say Oh sorry! You can have some of mine when I get some (she never did).
She wore all my clothes and apparently threw them away because I'd never see them again. She ate all my food.
When I was out with boy A and boy B called, she had no problem giving out any information she possibly could.
The last straw was when she moved her boyfriend in and my rent didn't go down so I said "Screw you guys.... I'm going home."
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Never had room mates and after reading these responses I think it's a good thing. Some body should write these all down and use it as an idea for a book. I think it would be hilarious.
I have to ask Mickeyvw what your room mate used the whip for? I think that should have been the first indication you were in for trouble.
I have to ask Mickeyvw what your room mate used the whip for? I think that should have been the first indication you were in for trouble.
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So after reading all of these, I'm guessing ex-husbands don't count so I'm going to keep that to myself.
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