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this thread makes me lol.

 

my roommates were... wow. I don't even know where to / want to start.

 

 

I've woke up, walked down to the basement, only to be greeted by a Park sign.. like a big wooden sign with the name of said park and park hours on it. And that was p tame.

 

Oddly enough some of the shit I went through actually helped me along as a person. Some of it is still bullshit though.

 

One night, I had to be at work at 7 am, around 2 am my roommates decided to climb onto the roof with one of those huge 1 million candle light spotlights, and a few of the others outside my door with nerf style balls. So I'm woken up at 2 am by screaming, a bright ass light outside my window, and someone barging into my room and pelting me with dodgeballs.

 

Looking back its hilarious but at the time I was pissed.

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That sounds like what might happen in Jackass... doesn't sound that bad.

 

Also, I'm current searching for a roommate. Chatting with someone at the moment trying to see if we can deal with each other and such. He has baaad memories with former ones. Social arkward... I think that describes me a little bit. Not much of a talker if I don't know a person we'll enough but I eventually open up... hrmm. This dude lives close to campus... so he's living in prime realstate.

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Hahahaha... I'm still laughing at that story. Sorry, a smilie face is in order. XDDDDDDDDDDD

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I think I'll resurrect this thread for a mini rant.

 

I've got completely new roommates. While my previous roommates annoyed me, they were still fun 95% of the time (albeit company).

 

I've got one who's really cool, but he's very politically minded. As a moderate, it can be unsettling being around someone who's a "winger," to carefully put it, most of the time.

 

Another is decent. I still haven't talked with him enough, but there's some unusual things about him. Namely... his name. His name is Jonathan, but he has a nickname: Jona. It's not Jon, but it's also not Jona as in jo-na. (i.e. Jona and the Whale) It's pronounced Jon-a...

 

Lastly, the one that constantly... just, you'd have to see to fully understand. My main problem is the guy molests the couch. He wakes up, takes his laptop and bed sheets to to the couch, and festers there for most of the day. There are stains that I can't explain, and it's embarrassing to have to tell friends and co. to either not sit there or that we have to clean the couch first.

 

Also, he smells everything, stares at you without talking, and mumbles gibberish whenever you're alone with him.

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Aaaaaaaaaaaand here we go again.

 

So, what's happened?

 

1. More egregious genital name-shouting.

2. Even more loud talking in the middle of the night.

3. Even more louder slamming/drumming on doors in the middle of the night.

4. Me wishing I had a cerebral bore from Turok to use on them.

 

Again. Computer science major here. Most of the times these occur is when I'm trying to work. Usually late at night, because I find it better to work at night, and mostly because my shit-for-brains hallmates never give me the privilege of going to sleep before 12 AM. Words and warnings are lost on people in this day and age. Makes me wonder why corporal punishment went out of existence.

 

I suppose it might have something to do with my upbringing, but I see absolutely no point in this sort of behavior. If you have time to play and whine for more than 99% of the time you're awake, then you have time to study and work.

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I'm fearing that soon I'm going to have to smack some sense into a roommate.

 

The PS3 is out in the living room for Netflix HD streaming, Blu-ray movies, and possible gaming for company (mainly mine). The roommate that mumbles and smells everything, he lives off of Netflix since he doesn't do much else in his day.

 

I've shown everyone how to turn on the PS3, and subsequently I've also shown them how to turn it off. The Bluetooth remote exists for their use. It's a simple device. So, why on Earth can he not turn OFF the console?!

 

I've told him, "If you're not going to use it for an extended period of time, turn the thing off." So, today I arrive home and he has a movie paused on Netflix. Alright, whatever. Oh wait, my other roommate comes in and says, "You're still on the same movie?"

 

....

 

Me: How long has this been on while you're... what are you doing

 

Him: I've been doing homework for over an hour.

 

Me: -_-

 

Basically, I tell him to turn it off and walk away for a moment. I come back in to the living room and the TV is off... BUT THE PS3 IS STILL ON! "Dude, why is the PS3 still on?"

 

"Uh, what?" (In the most idiotic voice you can imagine.)

 

Me: Let's turn on the TV again so we can see how to turn this off, alright?

 

*TV turns on*

 

*TV turns off*

 

Me: ...why did you do that?

 

Him: What?

 

Me: :bun-ohmagawd:

 

I turn off the PS3 and I'm now contemplating on issuing a threat that if the PS3 is left alone and still left running, it's going back into my room.

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Ok, so this isn't technically my own roommate, but hell, it's been a thorn in my side since September.

 

Basically, I live in Boston, and my girlfriend attends university in Norwich. Norwich is a 70 mile journey from home, so I tended to get up there every other week or so from September, depending on work and suchlike. Obviously, she could come down to me, but it was a) cheaper for me to drive and b ) more privacy-my mum makes us sleep in separate beds.

 

Lisa shares a house with two other girls. One of them is alright, apart from the occasional thing, the other is an absolute cunt.

 

This is the main source of my rage:

 

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Lisa and I cooked chicken and sauteed potatoes last night, and Lisa then washed everything up, as she always does. We went into town this morning, and came home to that note pinned to her door. If you can't read it, what it says is:

 

Lisa,

I just had to rewash most of your washing up because it was covered in grease. Please can you make sure things are cleaned fully in future.

 

It didn't have a name signed to it.

 

Now, you may think "fair enough, if things were messy." Yeah. Except, we went into the kitchen. There were still dirty pots on the sides (either from passive aggressive housemate or housemate number 2). Furthermore, the pots she had rewashed hadn't been used again, and had therefore been put away. Now, our main bone of contention is that noone made her wash them up. If she had wanted to use them, then yeah, fair enough, rewash them. However, why only wash half the pots? Particularly those that aren't her own mess. Furthermore, if you aren't going to use them, why did they need rewashing THERE AND THEN? Why not wait until we got home, and politely ask us to rewash them? We would've been open to doing that. In what world is doing it, and then writing a passive aggressive note about it a good solution?

 

The irritating thing is, I have done a lot of this housemate's washing up before, like if we ever needed to cook, they would often leave dirty pots requiring washing. Likewise Lisa often ends up caving in and doing the entire kitchen because it's an absolute tip. Why, randomly, has she decided everything must be clean? There's no inspection or anything. So yeah, pissed off.

 

It wouldn't be so bad, but this is the last in a long line of absolute cuntish things she's done. Like when I took Lisa away to a hotel for her 21st birthday. I arrived at the house, said hello to both housemates, and then picked our stuff up and left. Obviously, not wanting to be disturbed, we turned our phones off. Anyway, morning comes, we check out, and Lisa turns her phone on. Three text messages, and a few missed calls. One text off each housemate, and one off of Lisa's best friend from Woking, each demanding to know where she was and why she hadn't come home. Seriously. Now, when we got home, did any of them actually speak to her, or anything? No. Did they fuck. Issues are thus: a) they saw me going out with her. What the fuck did it matter that she didn't come home? b ) Why get the friend from Woking involved? What exactly can she do? c) Why the sudden interest in her life when they hadn't said two words to her prior to her leaving (one of them didn't even wish her happy birthday). What a load of shit.

 

On top of this, we have the frequent lack of washing up, hogging of Lisa's Xbox360 and HDTV, and the noise. OH THE NOISE. One of the two of their favourite games is to sit in their rooms, doors open (10 ft max. away from one another) and to yell at each other. Not horrible things. Just bullshit. Screaming etc.

 

Finally, there's the whole party thing. It was deadlines week, and Lisa was ill and had an essay to do. Her housemates decided to hold a party in the house. First Lisa knew about it was a facebook event invite. "Oh, is this ok?" Bit fucking late. So the house was full of drunk people, and Lisa couldn't a) work or b ) sleep. They also left the house in a mess which Lisa had to clean up.

 

ONE MORE THING. Two weeks before Xmas, I managed to wangle a weekend off work. So, I arranged to come down to Norwich to see Lisa before Xmas. Her best friend had also come down, but had arrived on Wednesday (she had invited herself/been invited by cunt housemate), so it was assumed she'd leave on Saturday before I got there. Nope.jpg. So, we have this gooseberry (who hates me btw for no reason other than I am dating Lisa and she can't) who won't take a hint. Now me being a nice sort cooked a roast dinner for Lisa, Cunt housemate, and Best Friend. CH said thanks, BF didn't. Whatever. Anyway, fast forward to a month ago. CH's boyfriend has arrived, and is cooking a roast dinner for CH, CH's friend, and himself. Lisa was also in the house. Did she get offered any food? Did she fuck. It's just that sort of unfair thing that pisses me off.

 

I realise I undermine my own point by calling her a cunt, but fuck me, she deserves it.

 

One day I will rant about my various housemate experiences, but this is the most recent.

 

Maybe I'm overreacting and really we suck and this is normal behaviour?

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Post a piece of paper with no name on it that says this:

 

"I CAN BE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE ON PAPER TOO YOU KNOW"

 

Get her (your GF) out of there, ASAP. Hopefully there's some better housing nearby. Usually there's more than just one option for picking living spaces.

 

And this just reinforces my dislike with living with people in general.

 

Maybe I'm overreacting and really we suck and this is normal behaviour?

You'd be overreacting if she was the most perfect and nicest person in the whole world. But she's not. So you are not.

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Well, my PS3 was left turned on over night again.

 

Last time I had not thought of the threat beforehand, so I kinda expected this to happen when I arrived home this morning. I've been house and dog sitting for my sister, so I've been gone a lot from my apartment.

 

The door is locked, what with this jackwagon of a roommate believing he'll be raped in the middle of the day. I unlock the door and there he is standing there rubbing his bare chest. :wacko:

 

He pretty much gets up in my face and says, "Hi~!" Alright, hello and etc. Essentially, I walk around him and there's the PS3 left on with the television turned off. "Why is the PS3 still left on with the TV off?"

 

"Oh, uh, what? I don't, um..."

 

I went into rant mode, and I kinda feel bad since I know part of the problem is that he's a little off. Not mentally challenged mind you, but probably the greatest example of being an airhead. Still, I issued my warning/threat to take the PS3 back into my room if he couldn't do such a simple task after he was done watching some terrible show (seriously, Laguna Beach).

 

I'll be back tonight, but I hope I have put the fear in him to push one button.

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Make sure you make your point clear when dealing with the issue.

 

Lots of people like to "hope they got the point" by beating around the bush with it in conversation in hopes that the other person will "get it". I don't like playing games, so I'm fairly direct about things when I don't like it. Consequently, it makes me look like an asshole; doubly consequently, I don't give a crap; it's my property, treat it properly or you'll find yourself on the wrong end of my respect.

 

EDIT: No, seriously. I absolutely HATE IT when people don't get to the point; it's probably the only thing that literally switches my rant mode on.

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Make sure you make your point clear when dealing with the issue.

 

Lots of people like to "hope they got the point" by beating around the bush with it in conversation in hopes that the other person will "get it". I don't like playing games, so I'm fairly direct about things when I don't like it.

Oh, trust me, I got to the point. I literally gave him a tutorial on the many ways to turn off a PS3. Showed him the buttons, icons, and sounds to undoubtedly know if the console is turned off. I even talked with my other roommates about what was said, what would happen, and basically how they've got to make sure he follows through with said ultimatum if I'm away.

 

Of all the things to have conflict present, it's the simple function of "I'm done, it's off."

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You don't need to have a roommate to be a sociable person.

 

Roommates are terrific people to be with if they share the same tastes and ideas. In general, if they're considerate that's already a step up from everyone else. I'm all for good roommates, but the stories about bad ones are far more widespread, and thus give roommates in general a bad impression.

 

The only thing I'll say though, if you plan on living in a dorm:

- Do you like quiet hours?

- Do you like privacy?

- Do you like being happy?

- Do you like sleeping?

- Do you like not being a cranky-ass dickhole all the time?

- Do you like clean bathrooms?

- Do you like good food?

 

If you answered yes to any of the above, don't fucking get in a dorm. The main idea behind this is because its not roommates you'll be contending with, but instead your hallmates, or basically the people that live on the same floor as you. Unlike your possible future roommate(s), they don't give a flying fuck what you think, and they don't give a flying fuck if you call the cops/authorities on them - in general, if you're going to go against anything that's happening in the common area or the hallway between rooms, you're basically battling against a hivemind that's almost everyone but you.

 

In this day and age, everyone in university likes to blare their music at 500% volume with maximum bass at all hours of the day/night, run around yelling "nigger", "fuck", "asshole", or some semblance of a combination of the three, like to bang on walls, never study, and turn the bathroom into a Toilet Paper Tornado.

 

Being stupid is never normal, but in dorms it is.

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Of course, I'm sure there's the possibility of getting a great roommate, but the idea of getting accidentally stuck with a complete asshole is just "ugh" to me. I'm the kind of person who doesn't try doing anything that has a good chance of turning out badly, like for instance, getting a roommate.

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Of course, I'm sure there's the possibility of getting a great roommate, but the idea of getting accidentally stuck with a complete asshole is just "ugh" to me. I'm the kind of person who doesn't try doing anything that has a good chance of turning out badly, like for instance, getting a roommate.

Betting on bad roommates is like Russian roulette with a 2-chamber revolver with 1 bullet. You rarely have the chance of getting a bad one. Hell, maybe even 3 or 4 chambers, since in this day and age, you tend to have the option of narrowing down the type of roommate you have with likes/dislikes that you can let the dorms know.

 

Betting on bad hallmates is like Russian roulette with a fully-loaded 6-chamber. Guaranteed there will always be dicks, and dorms tend to house them in huge concentrations.

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Of course, I'm sure there's the possibility of getting a great roommate, but the idea of getting accidentally stuck with a complete asshole is just "ugh" to me. I'm the kind of person who doesn't try doing anything that has a good chance of turning out badly, like for instance, getting a roommate.

 

Usually any establishment based around roommate housing has a sort of survey for you to fill out regarding what you're seeking in a roommate (ie. clean, tidy, good studying habits, etc). This might help you regarding your roommate, but some places have vaguer surveys than others.

 

Well, at least it might help with getting someone who isn't an asshole, right?

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