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Glorified Ape

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The worst roomie ever. I get the distinct smell of BS/exaggeration out of this but nevertheless, it's a funny read.

Just a warning - there's some pretty disgusting crap (no pun intended) in this story:

http://rush68.net/~dave/crap/story.htm
 
Oh dear god....I cant stop laughing!
 
That story was way messed up. I think the guy who actually put up with that stuff was crazier than hell. hehe >:D
 
...and I thought my old roomie was bad for not washing/changing his bed sheets for a year. 
 
what's wrong with not washing the bed sheets?   Okay yeah, that is disgusting.

I can only picture this guy sitting in the bathtub of fecal matter spashing like a child.. rather distubring image if you ask me.   I know I've had my share of bad roommates (from a chronic drug user/dealer/political science major*" , to a intolerant lesbian from Quebec*, to a Totalitarian who would make the Gestapo proud...)  

* both of whom believed that the CF and its members were nothing more than and I quote "neoNazi baby killers who would kill anyone if it wasn't for the fact that Canada can't afford bullets"   Yeah, go figure.
"  - One of my other roommates in this house is the son of a lieutenant colonel, a very nice man, i think he was/is stationed at Gagetown Arty school.   Anyway, lets just say she didn't have many kind words about the 'baby killer' after he visited one day in September '02.

 
lol oh man it was gross... his room permeated this stale wafting odour that would stay on his clothes (as he rarely washed them either...)  He even brought a girl home from a bar one time, who upon seeing the state his bed was in, asked if she could stay in my room.  Being a nice guy I offered her my bed and slept on the couch...still kicking myself for that one.
But he still wasn't remotely close to as bad as this guy. 
 
I lived with a guy who moved his freak of a GF in and not only did she not pay nearly as much rent as me, I had to listen to her ranting everyday and their...... well you know.......everymorning. Then she didnt like the fact that i bought cheaper toilet paper (I"m a student, i dont have much cash) so she bought her own and hid it in their bedroom, they would actually take it out and go to the bathroom and then put it back in their bedroom. It was so petty I said screw this and got out of there. I lived with a drug addict once too and he liked to break things, and burn the rug, eat all my food, stay up late making noise and then gettin mad when I gave him hell for it. I now live on my own yay, because the other chick I was living with when i got to edmonton would have made jesus sick with her goody goody ways, and well she yelled at me when I had the flu cause I didnt shovel the walk, and then followed me around yelling at me until I cried. Blah, roomates suck.
 
lol no fun camochick.   I ended up doing the same thing, moved out into my own place... was well worth paying the extra rent to know I wasn't going to come home to a cat-litter explosion or a mess of dishes and moldy food.  Some people believe they are above cleaning up after themselves.
 
ok... though my experiences may not have been as severe - prior to my current living arrangements (one roommie, friend through the military, believe it or not) I had my own swingin' bachelor pad - in May, when I have my own place again... I will never again have a roommate who is either not wearing a ring I gave them, or generated from 50% of my DNA... below is a cut and paste from an email to a friend after I had already vented to them some of my frustrations with the current roommate...  

I had an epiphany last night...

It started on the drive home and came to a conclusion as I walked into the apartment and was greeted with a kitchen full of dirty dishes and the waft of garbage coming from under the sink...

Obviously, this has all been my own fault...

1.   If she's only taken garbage out twice since July, once with me asking her to help, 'cause there was too much garbage to take myself, how can I expect her to know where the dumpster is?

2.   And another thing, I mean, really, how insensitive can I be?   Five or six nights a week I'm the one who makes the mess in the kitchen by cooking - I should really clean up my own mess.   All I have to do is scrape the plates and put them in the dishwasher!   Following that same line of logic, I filled the dishwasher, I should really empty it.

3.   If I have a problem with using the dishcloth to mop the floor then shouldn't I be the one to wash it and reclean the kitchen?   I mean, cats are clean animals right?   Even after they use the litterbox and walk across the kitchen floor, right?

4.   And besides, how is she supposed to know the mop and pail are right behind the vacuum?   She only took out the vacuum once and couldn't figure out how to work it.

So really, I'm just being an a$$ - and I should work on my attitude problem.   That's what I think.


All for now...
 
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