Don't you hate it when...
...your flatmate leaves open the drawer that contains all of your clean cutlery while she is cooking and preparing food, meaning the drawer invariably catches all of the food scraps that fall off the counter?
posted at 12:09
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Oh do leave me an email to contact you at, I have a flatmate from HELL too. My email add is disinfected@gmail.com. Hope to hear from you. Chel.
I got one. My flatmate drinks all my booze but the last half-ounce in the bottle, every last bottle. She's laid off and I'm working all the time. She also smokes in the garage and never dumps the ashtrays or cleans up after herself. She's making me crazy!
*Sigh*. Oh Geez. I seriously know what you're going through. When I had a roommate, she ALWAYS forgot to close or lock the doors. I would be sleeping in my room, and waking up in the middle of the night, only to find a deep draft flowing through our apartment, and later find out that the back door was wide freakkin' opened. It's like "hello rapists, welcome to our apartment." I mean seriously. I can't stand irresponsible roommates. And if you complain to them, they'll start calling you anal-retentive or something. Ugh. Good luck.
-The Apartment Nazi
Seriously,
Get a new house. Their condition is incurable. I've been there. Some of what you say sounds pretty petty to an outsider, but when you're in the midst of it, every little house crime is blown up out of all proportion.
Truth is, some people can live in filth, and some can't. You cannot change them. Get a new house. I found very nice flatmates eventually, our house is very clean. So will you. Just don't stick around, break the lease and go.
Cheers,
Bellissimo.
My roommate cooked a bunch of stir fry tofu (which is horrible in itself) offered some to me (no thanks) in repayment for about 10 meals (with real food in them) I'd cooked over the last couple weeks. Of course then he left town for a week with the food still in the pan on the stove. I put it on his bed, which was difficult to get to due to the mounds of trash/clothes on his floor. He would also leave the doors open and/or unlocked all the time. He would never wash dishes and his room got so dirty and disgusting he started sleeping on the couch in the living room. I'm not sure he bathed much. His truck was broken down in the front of the house for 3 months. He would never take the trash out either. When it got full he would just stomp it down so he could pile more trash on top of it until it was a giant trash mound that would spill over the sides. On the rare occasion he took the trash out, he wouldn't replace the trash bag and start filling the unlined can with trash. He stole all the pens in the house and used all of the printer ink and wouldn't replace it. This is really just an overview. We should get your roommate and my EX-roommate (kicked him out) together. Sounds like a wonderful couple.
hi there, I find your idea original, I just had good fun reading few of your adventures let's say that I used to be student and it reminds me fun memories afterall,
one of my stories is that my R-mate burnt half of my flat when one day before he had an accident with a neighbour, then sent to the hospital when her daughter was a lawyer and tried to trial, oh yeah, forgot to mention I was doing an intership and it was a company flat at my name,
Good luck !
Ahhhh John,
I have been following the blog for a couple of weeks. It is genius! A brilliant idea that I thought everyone would understand. Sadly there appear to be a lot of whingers (in the last 24 hours!) who want you to confront her, move out, move her out, get over it or in otherways end the blog. Fear not the complainers John.
They are either sympathisers of her (and I just don't see how you can sympathise with her) or the types of people quote the bible to win an argument, wear 'what would jesus do?' wrist bands and never made prank calls when they were kids. If you ever had a share house and you never had a flate mate like this, then you were probably the one everyone was complaining about!
Lighten up people! I think everyone should thank John for being self-less. Most people would complain to their mates and eventually move out. Not our John; he tells the world, endures the pain for our amusement. Keep up the fine work my good man.
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formerly: Anon(not real name)
I hated my last flat mates as well.It was a combination of factors, they liked living in squalor, I don't, and I found them obnoxious.
I moved out, before the situation got too bad ( physical violence was imminent)
why not find another flatmate?
Or move.
I had a roommate, couldn't take the stress so I moved to a smaller place with no need for a roommate.
I think we all have horrible stories about our roomates. I lived with a girl who was messed in the head and spent most of her time "visiting" her mom three hours away but the problem was that she would come home (about twice a month) and bring several of her lame friends from BFE Montana and party all weekend then take off to go back to BFE Montana and leave a giant mess for me to deal with. Needless to say I moved out. Now one of my roomates is a complete slob and can't "handle" me confronting her about her sloblyness (is that a word). Her food leaks all over the fridge, her cat vandilizes our house, she is loud as hell and get this she is from the same town as the other psyco roomate. I think I need to quit living with people from their hometown.
hey fuckwit do you even know what a prime number is
that's right Megan. 21 ain't prime.
Haha funny blog...I don't have a roommate so the only person I can hate is me (this is both good and bad).
Mine stole my meat. Two years ago. I'm still mad.
Ever notice your entire blog consists of bitchin' about the lack of cleanliness? Obsessive perhaps? Hmm?
Enjoyed reading your recent entries. I will keep checking back to see what is going on from day to day. Also, I have a great and funny blog for you to check out http://ransomspeak.blogspot.com
I hope you enjoy it, I do.
My God your flatmate sounds annoying! I agree with a lot of the people commenting here that moving out would be a great idea for you, relieve a lot of stress and all, but that's not always exactly possible. I wish you luck finding someone better to live with as soon as you possibly can, and honestly encourage you to look for somewhere else to live, but until you find somewhere, keep writing in this blog. I don't doubt that it's one of the only things keeping you sane. Wow, and I thought my old roommate was bad - all she did was drink, but at least she cleaned up after.
I honestly do not understand these people who are complaining about your blog. It is NOT as easy as it seems to just up and move out of a place. It costs money, it takes a lot of time, it is extremely stressful...and that's just the moving part. You still need to find a place to live, find other people to live with, AND find the time to do this inbetween work and possibly class.
Not so simple.
And maybe you people like living in filth...but some of us prefer to live in a home which is clean (no rotting food smells, no piles of crap everywhere, no hair/brown stains throughout the bathroom) etc.
*pulls out hair*
Hilarious. A war of attrition needs to be waged. Keep a secret stash of clean stuff to use, and let the junk pile up in the sink until she's forced to clean it up.
This brings me back to the days.
My worst roommate ever was this gross semi-drunk girl with a HUGE shaggy dog that shed all over the house. Now, I have three cats so I'm no stranger to animal hair, but I tend to do something about it, like sweep and vaccuum every few days. Drifts of dog hair would pile up in the corners like snowbanks. The Rm also would never take said dog out for walks, which led to the poor animal pissing and crapping on my huge and previously-nice rug in the living room. Usually the waste would be dabbed at with a damp sponge (from our sink???) with no addition of soaps or cleansers. Then the dog bit one of my cats pretty badly so the rommate kept her in her bedroom, the smallest room in the house, even after I suggested it would be best for them to move out. The bedroom was ground zero for this girl's trash and filth, and there actually was no place on the floor for the dog to spend 23 out of every 24 hours a day, so she would lie on the center of the (unmade) bed, in the dark with the shades pulled, leaking hair into every cranny. OK, that's just the DOG...
The girl herself was pretty obnoxious, but her filth was just the worst. We had a third roommate who moved out and I just assumed that she'd mistakenly taken all the forks from the household with her, but then one day when I had to go into the filthy rommate's room to search for my stainless-steel coffee travel mug, I found about thirty dirty forks here and there, squirreled away around the room with about half our other dishes. One fork had been left in a bowl of ketchup (?) that had hardened, completely trapping the fork with just the handle sticking out. But wait.
The RM came home drunk a lot, and one day in a fit of rage she slammed the front door hard, shattering the glass (which was a huge piece, the original glass from the house's construction from 1904). Broken glass remained on the front porch for about two weeks. Then, before Christmas, her friends dragged her home crying and drunk from a work holiday party, where she vomited on the front steps and left it. We had an ice storm that night and the vomit froze under a layer of snow and ice, and it remained there for months as we stepped over it, until it melted enough for us - not her - to shatter it with our shovels and scrape it into the street.
When she moved out I swept up a huge ball of dog hair and dust, opened one of her moving boxes and emptied the dustbin into it. It was, after all, hers.
BTW, about the dishes, my friends in college came up with a good solution - put all dishes into storage except one bow, one knife, one glass, one plate etc. Then your roommies will have to clean it to use it each time and they won't pile up.
Good luck. There's no hell on earth like living with a slob.
Enjoyed your blog. And comments. Took me back to the med school bitches from hell, for instance the "Could ah injure mahself shuvelin' snow?" princess. The one who skipped town and stuck us with his bills paled in comparison--though it was unnerving to get that call from his probation officer. . .
my roomie likes to mess with her hair in the kitchen, taking it out of its pins then fixing it into a ponytail, so there's always these long dark strands of hair all over the place!!! Ugh!
At first read I thought, why the heck stay - move outta your flat! Upon further reading I reconsidered, if your blood pressure can stand it, by all means stay in this miserable situation and provide us all with future humorous posts.
Why wouldn't you just move out and live by yourself?
Your blog is such a scream! I'll be back to read again...and again...and again.
Have you considered increasing her share of the rent to cover the live-in maid service you're providing?
If you hate her so much then find a single bedroom flat, another flatmate, start annoying her in retaliation, or stop being so whiney
I'm with Teresa -- the irony of this is wonderful. Keep writing.
Also makes me realise that although my flatmate bugs me hugely, it's not that bad at all.
hehehe
I'm putting this in my link list.
I feel really bad for you; I can't tell you that I know what you're going through because I don't live alone with anyone yet, but my sister does plenty of things that piss me off (none as bad as your flatmate, though).
Try living with someone who leaves their toe nail clippings all over the floor or someone who uses the bathroom with the door open. lol I had the roommate from hell so I think I'd consider your flat mate a blessing.
Move out of there asap or get her to move asap, how can you stand it, are you SM or what??
I have a roommate I hate right now too. Blaring music at 8am on a Sunday morning just because she's up and too inconsiderate to close her bedroom door and/or turn it down. "Puddle ducking" in the bathroom so my socks invariably get wet. Using my dish towel for floor chores (oh, you already mentioned that). Burning/destroying my small appliances. Forgetting her key at 3am and ringing the doorbell instead of calling campus security. Forgetting her key 3 times a week (I'm not exaggerating). ARGHHHHH! We should be roommates. Sounds like we could at least be known as Molly Maid/Roommate Nazi together.
Bog Blog
Do you want to be a Mommy?
Do you want to be a Teacher?
Do you want to be a Maid?
You don't? Sit down with your flatmate... Deal with your issues, immediately, and If you can, don't be adversarial. Everyone grows up with different exposures to how they live. We all have our priorities. Your flatmate is pretty ignorant about good housekeeping. Maybe she's focused on some other things. You've been beetter tutored, or else you've learned how to take care of yourself, or you're more anal retentive.
If you must, create an exit strategy. Trade spaces with someone else? How did you end up with someone as incompatible? You share some of the blame in the bad decision here, I suspect. Maybe you need this flatmate to create a publishable blog?
Maybe you need someone to disdain?
Work it out--that's the challenge. If you can do it without acrimony, then you will be a bigger, better person for it.
Bog Blog
Do you want to be a Mommy?
Do you want to be a Teacher?
Do you want to be a Maid?
You don't? Sit down with your flatmate... Deal with your issues, immediately, and If you can, don't be adversarial. Everyone grows up with different exposures to how they live. We all have our priorities. Your flatmate is pretty ignorant about good housekeeping. Maybe she's focused on some other things. You've been beetter tutored, or else you've learned how to take care of yourself, or you're more anal retentive.
If you must, create an exit strategy. Trade spaces with someone else? How did you end up with someone as incompatible? You share some of the blame in the bad decision here, I suspect. Maybe you need this flatmate to create a publishable blog?
Maybe you need someone to disdain?
Work it out--that's the challenge. If you can do it without acrimony, then you will be a bigger, better person for it.
Stonechuck, you're an idiot. You prolly think this blog's real.
Well, sunshine, I've looked at your blog. It's shit. your last entry you spelt "res ipsa loquitur" wrong.
Here's a quote from your blog: "I'd rather be [...]a selfish bastard"
You're a fucken coward, mate. Happy to benefit from the freedoms you've got, but not prepared to fight for them yourself.
Here's another quote from your blog: "I wonder who I am, where I am and what I’ll be when I grow up? I am on the verge of losing my bearings, my sense of where I am headed, even where I've been at times." Go and KILL yourself, you useless cunt. Your blog is all about being comfortable and safe and not being criticised.
Time for Change? I think so. Fuck off and shut up. This blogs good fun.
the problem is bad,yes.but does your flatmate know about this blog??
Hi, fantastic Blog, puts my flatmates at Uni into perspective (they do read my blog - or one of them does so its fortunate I haven't much to complain about) I hope you don't mind I have 'Spotted' your blog on my own at (robespiere.blogspot.com).
Cheers again my symapathy's go out to anyone with awful flatmates.
What a little piece of pure distilled bile this blog is. It must be wonderful to look down from a position of such perfection and bitch about your flatmate - clearly you have no disgusting or irritating habits yourself? If it's such a bad deal then either move yourself or get a new flat mate - but I suppose neither option would be quite as satisfying as being able to whinge continuously and self-pityingly. Get a life.
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SEE MY BLOG. I'm just as pissed off at stupid ass people as you are. Sounds like flatmate from hell.
What a pig!
My husband does the same thing every morning when he makes his sandwiches for work.
If you think flatmates are bad...wait till you have a spouse!!
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You may want to check it out.
I can SO relate!! I am currently in a living situation where me and my boyfriends roommates are his brother and his girlfriend!! This girl is absolutely H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E!! She moved into the hosue and everything was fine for a while, until she became the most disgusting piece of white trash I have ever met! She walked around the house wearing next to nothing with her gut, butt, and thing hanging out of inches of shorts (and DID NOT have the body to get away with it), never cleaned up after herself at all, leaves their laundry in the washing machine for 3-4 days at a time until I invariably have to finish it all so that I can wash any of my clothes and leaves "rats nests" all over the living room area, as well as stained my sofa with some sort of dark, sticky stuff and NEVER attempted to clean it off. They also leave their cooked food in the fridge until it begins to rot and smell so bad! Their bathroom is in the hallway as the 'public restroom' and it constantly smells as if someone wiped feces all over it!! Rats at one point became new roomates beacsue of all this! It took them forever to buy their own laundry detergent or to chip in for communal things such as paper towels, toilet paper, dishwashing detergent, dish sponges, etc. The situation has escalated to the point where my boyfriends brother (who I used to be friendly with) has taken to calling me a bitch to his brother and to my face (simply because I wished not to be forced to be their mother anymore), and this girlfriend of his is making comments like "I can make her life hell!" (this girl is 19, my boyfriends brother is 22-23 and we are 25 to 26) This is seriously causing problems with their mother as the house is in the family for use when the younger family members are in school. This situation is seriously ruining our holidays and furthermore kin dof ruining my wish to be a part of this family as this is all being blamed on me!!!
I have just moved in with flatmate from hell. I have moved with a friend of mine James who is the perfect flatmate - considerate and minds his own business.
However we have this other idiot who lives with us called Kyle. Kyle is 23 and has been unemployed for 3 years and he has a 16 year old girlfriend who stays over every night......
Kyle lied at his interview for the room with James. He told James that he had a job but was looking for another one. Then we find out he has been unemployed for 3 years. He also told us that he had a girlfriend who would only ever come over every 2nd weekend and now she stays every night and of course she doesn't put a cent into the place cos she is only 16 and earns crap money from a part time job at Maccas.
Poor James has had to fork out for all the groceries of which he has had 5% of and the free-loaders have eaten 95% of.
Kyle the Freeloader is always trying to bum money off James and I. And he always asks us to give him lifts everywhere because he doesn't have a car.
We have got the internet disconnected as Kyle sits at home all day on it and doesn't put a cent towards it.
It has got to the stage where as soon as James and I get home from work, we go for an hour walk and have a huge bitching session about how much we hate Kyle.
Later this week, we are having a house meeting and saying "It's time to go Kyle.....Ï will stay home on the day he moves out to ensure that none of our stuff is taken and get the locks changed immediately.
Glad to hear I'm not the only one out there that has to put up with an annoying flatmate!
Unfortunately its something we all have to go through at some stage of our lives.
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I live with 3 others, and 1 of them used to be a mate. Until we got this flat together.
Me and the other 2 flatmates HATE him. On Christmas morning, we were getting ready for a road trip (the 3 of us) and one had just taken a shower, and the door slammed (it was about 9.15am) due to wind. Subsequently a-hole flatmate got up and slammed his door as hard as he could for 3-4 minutes. Then stomped throughout the house and slammed every door as hard as he could. Then came to me yelling about how the door had slammed twice that morning and it woke him up. His door is now broken. As is one of his windows - he smashed it about 3 months ago during a fight with one of his girlfriends. The curtain is getting mildew and theres cardboard covering it.
A week ago the flat bought a pool table. He was fully aware of this, and it took us (3) hours to heave it in and set it up.
Flatmate 4 gets home and the first thing he says, "it's not going there. You know that, don't you?" I start to question why, and he FLYS off the handle, starts yelling at me how we had discussed this and picks the pool table up from one end and shoves it couple of metres off the to side (we were mid game enjoying a beer). He storms out.
Once I was watching a movie downstairs, and I guess he could hear it because he stomped as HARD as he could - so hard bits of plaster drifted from the ceiling as a result.
He used all of out toothpaste and broke the lid off as if to prove yes, he used it all. Aswell as the bodywash. He's never bought any of these items, and they are personally bought anyway.
He has his son over every other weekend (he's 12) and leaves him there, while he goes out until the late hours of the night.
His room is not a room - he sleeps on a bare mattress with a duvet cover/sheet. There is rubbish completely covering the floor and yes, whenever he makes an attempt to clean he'll come and let everyone know.
He loves to start the washing machine at 6am, and leave his clothes in it all day while he works until 8pm at least. He also uses my washing machine to wash towels he uses in his business.
He and I have signed the lease which is due in 4 months. The other 2 flatmates want to move out. I don't know what to do. I can't break lease and when he is in a rage, you just wanna leave it all alone.
I hate him.
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