Roommates. Can’t live with ‘em (Blarney, you’re the exception.), but can’t afford to live without ‘em.
Now that I’ve moved in with Kiefer, it’s safe to vent about my old roommates.
I’m not the cleaniest person ever, but I do consider myself tidy. I’m especially tidy when I’m sharing an area with others. That’s called “being considerate.”
My old roommates felt “being considerate” meant…
- Leaving dishes in the sink for weeks. Even when the stagnant water in pots and pans began to reek.
- Leaving pizza boxes (with pizza still in them) and bowls of mac and cheese (mac and cheese should never be wasted) out, so I had to clean them up before I used the kitchen.
- Leaving a bag of stinky trash on the deck for 9 months (it’s probably still there).
- Leaving Christmas wrap in the middle of the living room floor until April.
- Leaving Halloween costumes on the living room floor for 7 months (Also probably still there).
- Eating my Oreo truffles.
And let me show you the worst crime of all….
A Pop-Tart wrapper….
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July 25th, 2012 at 8:01 am
They should be deeply ashamed! Beer and pop tarts don’t mix (even the fake stuff). This photo is deeply disturbing.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:26 am
My thoughts exactly!
July 25th, 2012 at 8:27 am
I once had a roommate that made crockpot chili and forgot about it. Crockpot stayed on for over a month, baking the chili into a crust. My g/f finally noticed, put some water in the crock pot, and put it in the roommate’s room… where it say for a couple more months!
Slobs… But she had a nice rack though…
July 26th, 2012 at 7:26 am
That sounds exactly like my old roommates! Except for the rack part.
July 25th, 2012 at 9:17 am
Lucee feels your pain. I do all those things to her.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:27 am
Lucee makes Oreo truffles?
July 25th, 2012 at 9:59 am
this is why I don’t live with roommates…. people suck.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:28 am
Never again will have a roommate I’m not in a relationship with.
July 25th, 2012 at 10:05 am
There should be a mac and cheese clause and an Oreo truffle clause in every lease contract.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:30 am
It’s sad that there has to be a clause for that. It should be common knowledge.
July 25th, 2012 at 10:18 am
Gross! Although, as we speak, I have a sink full of dishes, so I probably shouldn’t comment. Of course, I live alone, so I’m the only one that has to see the filth.
July 25th, 2012 at 1:05 pm
- me too. One of the joys of roommateless living is nobody can complain about you.
I had male roomates who used my cloth dinner napkins to clean their motorcycle engines and de-grease bicycle chains. really?
July 26th, 2012 at 7:31 am
I’m suddenly glad I don’t have cloth napkins.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:31 am
Having some dishes in that sink that need to soak I completely understand. But have your dishes been there for 5+ weeks?
July 25th, 2012 at 10:33 am
Bad flatmates! Very bad
as for eating your sweet treats & snacks, definite no! Pop tart wrapper, he should be ashamed!
July 25th, 2012 at 10:54 am
I would have killed your previous roommates. I am an insanely clean person, and that behavior would have turned me into a foaming, growling Anger Creature.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:33 am
I came close. Not to killing, but maiming.
July 25th, 2012 at 1:20 pm
Ugh, that sounds like a nightmare. I am not the cleanest person ever either, but I am pretty tidy, and that would drive me crazy. This is the first time I’ve ever lived alone, and let me tell you it is glooooorious. No one but me to leave shit out, AND no boyfriend eating my Greek yogurt.
July 26th, 2012 at 7:34 am
I did drive me crazy. I’m only living alone (or with the person I’m in a relationship with from now on).
July 25th, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Yikes, they were definitely interesting roommates!
July 26th, 2012 at 7:34 am
Interesting is not the word I would have used. You’re so nice.
July 25th, 2012 at 11:15 pm
Oh gosh, I am an only child, so I didn’t do so well with roommates. I am not good at sharing my spaces with others (and their clutter). I had a lot of learning to do when I moved in with my husband:)
*Erin
July 26th, 2012 at 7:34 am
I had an awesome roommate in college, and I think she spoiled me. I can never live with anyone else.
July 26th, 2012 at 8:42 am
Maybe they just love to celebrate all the holidays at once year-round.
And ooh, I’m favorite comment! I don’t have to do anything else today – yay!
July 26th, 2012 at 4:34 pm
Oh, dear. I’m really upset. Wasting pizza AND mac and cheese?! Those are like, sacred foods. Who am I telling?! You know this.
Also, the holiday things kept lingering is a major pet peeve of mine. I find it very depressing. It’s probably something I should explore with my therapist, who for now looks a lot like my blog.
July 27th, 2012 at 6:25 am
Blogs are definitely therapists. And it’s nice that they’re free. If only they came with a couch….
August 2nd, 2012 at 8:39 am
The room -mate nightmare, say goodbye to loose change, hello filth, being kept awake for a month with his girlfriends loud “fake” orgasims (I know a fake one when i hear one) and a mother month of Rory gallagher blaring to get over the break up.