Roommates, you either love them or hate them.
If you've had more than a few roommates in your lifetime, then it's likely you have a few that you absolutely detested. Some people just don't know how to live with others, and don't seem to have the self-awareness or care to learn.
But there's a big difference between someone who loads the dishwasher differently and someone who stiffs you on rent, eats all your food, and has loud sex in the living room.
Was a slob who got into drugs and hanging around the wrong sorts of people.
Completely trashed his room and took off one day leaving his dog he had just gotten behind for me to deal with, along with a bunch of unscrupulous looking characters knocking at my door telling me that he owed them money and asking where he was.
He got into drugs, quit working, and quit paying rent three months into a year-long lease. Then he started letting his drug buddies sleep over and they ate all the food I bought...so I couldn't keep groceries in the house.
Then they went through my room looking for things to steal.
I ended up having to forcibly take away the apartment key and get a second job to make the rent. After months of stress, I worked 80 hours a week for eight months because of that bastard.
Rented a room from a neighbor who let me live there cheaply when I had nowhere else to go. Her house was pretty dirty due to her physical limitations from being very obese, but I tried to keep common areas clean.
Her adult son lived there- he was “slow” or something but very judgmental, luckily didn’t bother me much. The worse part was her 25-year-old daughter - immature, entitled, thought she was god’s gift.
She’d leave blood and pubes all over the bathroom, she’d have sex with her bedroom door open, she was always arguing/disrespecting her mom. But the worst part was how she treated her pets.
She loved to rave about her “zoo”, but her mom had to take care of her dog, cat, and several birds. The dog was untrained and it peed on my bed and barked when I was trying to sleep. The mom would go out of town sometimes to a family beach house.
One time she was gone awhile I noticed the dog’s water bowl was always empty. So I kept filling it back up. Then I realized that the house was pretty quiet- she had cockatiels and conures, so the house was never quiet.
So I went to check them. The bowls were bone dry and empty seeds. And 2 of the birds were dead. I was so happy to finally get out of there.
Pissed on my futon and blamed it on a raccoon. Called me at a friend’s house and told me that my father had died - he hadn’t and was perfectly healthy.
Not only did he use my butter, but he scraped it lengthwise so he marred the whole stick AND left crumbs all over whole thing. Pretty good roommate butter aside.
My second roommate in college went to sleep way too early. Now, I wasn't a partier (still not one) and went to sleep early, but he went to bed even earlier than me. It was lights out at 9pm and you'd better not make a sound.
But when he wanted to make noise, that was fine. He was blasting some music one day as I was talking with my suitemate.
I went into our room to turn down the music and he punched me hard in the stomach. I acted as though it didn't hurt at all (it did) and just kept on walking to the stereo, turned it down, and left the room. Thankfully, he left after one semester.
The landlord didn’t tell us there was already someone renting one of the rooms, so surprise roommate to begin with. This surprise roommate was schizophrenic and also tended to smoke inside. It was awful.
She stole, wore, stained and destroyed my fancy frilly underwear and then returned the shart stained tattered underwear to my drawer and played stupid about it.
I discovered this by finding my underwear sharted, in her laundry basket, when I was tearing apart the room going 'what is that SMELL?!' I was allowed to change rooms by the school.
In the middle of a 100F heatwave in August, not only turned off the AC, but turned the heat on. To 90F. Even at the coldest days of winter, has no one turned the heat to freaking 90. Came home to a sauna, and she didn't even stay after she did that.
They were coke dealers and they liked to work from home.
We had a shared kitchen, the three of us, we had cleaning schedules but they never followed it, they just piled it up until it was my turn. After numerous complaints that I was the only one cleaning I stopped cleaning.
Three weeks later there was rotten food and fungi all over the kitchen and even a cockroach infestation.
A cleaning company had to be hired, the costs of which spread over the people living there, I objected the bill on grounds of my earlier complaints, they didn’t argue and I did not have to pay.
I even got compensation for eating out every night, they got kicked out a week later. Was a win for me eventually but a horrible time before that.
Had a weekend getaway planned, confirmed a couple of weeks in advance that she could take care of my cat while I was gone (side note: she had a cat too.) Before I left, re-confirmed that she would be around and could take care of them.
Wasn't uncommon for me to do all the kitty duties, which I didn't mind at all, but because I was used to being on top of it I wanted to make sure she had it under control. Got back after 3 days and clearly no one had been in the apartment for a couple of days.
Cats had no water or food and had been clawing at the door enough to chip a bunch of the paint off of it.
I texted her and asked if she had watched the cats, she replied that she decided to stay with her boyfriend for the weekend, completely oblivious to the fact that she had abandoned two helpless animals.
I asked if she realized the cats hadn't had food or water in a few days, she replied 'oh, they're just cats, they are fine.'
I asked her to move out and also if I could keep her cat because I was worried about her ability to take care of another creature, both of which she agreed to.
Some next-level loser a**hole sh*t to do that to creatures that are dependent upon you to survive.
My favorite: She would come in drunk at 2am, turn on all the lights, leaving either her keys in the front door lock, or just leave the door wide open and then pass out in the living room. Good times!
Tried to set the rest of us up for a pot bust after he got caught.
I wasn’t allowed out of my bedroom when she was with married men :/ still mad I allowed it to happen.