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Woman destroys roommate's life for being a 'slob' and hitting on her boyfriend. AITA?

Woman destroys roommate's life for being a 'slob' and hitting on her boyfriend. AITA?

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'Had the roommate from hell and couldn't get rid of her so I made living with me as miserable as possible.'

ThisIsMyCircus40

This happened in 2008-2009, but I thought this community would appreciate the story.

In 2008 I had just left my husband. I caught him cheating multiple times, and I was just over it. A new girl (we will call her Amy) started at my job and we made a fast friendship. I was in the middle of packing up and moving out of my house.

I needed a roommate for a new apartment I was looking at because my wages weren't going to pay the bills. So we move in together and live peacefully together for a while.

I was moving on with my life. I had gotten better paying job, was spending time with my friends, and I felt ok with life at the time.

At the time I was 25, single, and NOT looking for anything serious so I had a 'friend' who would stop over a few times a week for some adult fun. Amy was cool with it on the surface. It did not affect her in any way.

My friend didn't hang out at our place. He didn't eat at our place. He didn't use our household supplies. My relationship with him affected her exactly ZERO percent, but I guess she was a little green about the fact that I was getting some attention and she was not.

She would flirt with him, go visit him where he worked, etc, but he absolutely not interested in her. This is where things started to go downhill.

For context: She had been married a few times (she was 13 yrs older than me) and the dads had full custody of their respective kids. She was dating someone but he was already in a relationship so he wasn't about to commit to anything besides stopping by for 30 minutes after he worked the night shift every day.

I tried to point out all the red flags, but she was convinced it was love. This dude used to hit on me constantly in front her. He was very open about being in a committed relationship with his girlfriend so I have no idea why Amy thought this was going anywhere.

After a few months I met someone I wanted to be serious with so we started dating. We will call the guy Tom. Tom and I got serious pretty fast. He was living in a horrible situation so he moved in with Amy and I pretty quickly.

I think it was after about a month of dating. So we have our room and she has her own room. The bills went from 50/50 to 33/33/34 to make sure things were still even. We had a shared kitchen, LR, and bathroom.

After Tom moved in, she started openly hitting on him in front of me. Every guy I had at my house (even just friends) she had to hit on. None of them ever took her up on it. Every single one turned her down and I think this added greatly to her oncoming behavior.

Over the next couple of weeks Amy did a complete 180. She stopped paying rent, refused to buy any food and would just eat whatever Tom and I bought, would not wash her dishes.

We had two cats - one hers and one mine, and she would never clean the litter in her room so her cat would use our hallway floor as a bathroom every. single. day.

Every day when I got home from work there was a big steaming pile of cat shit right inside my front door sitting in the middle of a giant puddle of urine. My cat was locked in my room at night with her own supplies so there was zero chance it was her. It was the same thing every morning by the front door.

Whenever she was done eating the food she stole from me, she would set her plate with the leftovers ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR for her cat to pick at. She would leave the plate there for days. To the point that if I didn't pick them up, there would be multiple plates on the floor with food in various stages of decay.

All of my dishes started going missing, except for the cat's plates, of course. And what dishes were left, she refused to wash EVER. She used my toilet paper, my laundry soap, EVEN MY TAMPONS.

This went on for about 2 months and it just kept getting progressively worse. She would use panty liners every day and would change them multiple times a day and stuff them in the garbage can in the bathroom.

She would leave it there completely over flowing and spilling onto the floor for days until I caved and put on gloves and threw them out. The can would be full in about a week so this happened a few times. that's not even the worst of it. My expensive DSLR camera went missing.

I was a photography hobbyist at the time, but it was my dream to be a professional photographer and own my own photography business. I would shoot stuff for friends and family as practice, and one day

I grabbed my camera bag from the SHARED living room and as soon as I picked it up, I felt my heart sink into my stomach. You know that instant dread that grips you the second you realize something truly gut wrenching has happened... I open the bag and of course the camera is gone.

That was an expensive camera for that time of my life and it was a gift from my parents so I was truly devastated. I couldn't prove a thing and I wasn't even sure how long it had been missing. It could have been her bf that took it, but either way it was gone.

So now this is it. This is the last straw. I need this b*tch out. I went from nice girl to f*cking psycho in about 30 seconds. I'm not the violent type and I hate confrontation. I'm NOT waiting for a f*cking eviction to go through and I really didn't have the money for that anyway so here's where I start my petty revenge.

Amy wants to live here with me rent free, stealing my sh*t, hitting on my boyfriend, and neglecting her cat... so be it. But its going to be on my f*cking terms.

One vital piece of information: in my divorce, the d*ckhead moved back in with mommy and I took everything from the house to my new apartment so I owned everything and the lease was in my name.

I started by changing the wifi password and the computer password. The following week I had my cable company come and remove the cable lines to her room. I bought a small fridge for my room and a cabinet and put all my food and personal supplies in my bedroom and put a secure lock on my door.

When her cat sh*t on the floor, I would pick it up and smear it on her bedroom door knob. Overflowing bathroom trash cans filled to the brim with her panty liners were dumped on her bed. I removed the knobs to the washer and the dryer.

I did everything possible to make her life uncomfortable. I did other small stuff. Anything that came to mind. A few months prior Amy and I had been working at the same store and she borrowed another coworkers laptop.

She ended up getting fired, but she never gave the laptop back and the coworker was really trying to get it back from her. Amy ghosted her, of course, so while she was out one day, I went in and took the laptop and gave it back to its rightful owner.

Amy called the cops on me and said I stole her computer, but I explained what happened. She admitted to the cops that the computer wasn't hers and the cops said it wasn't their problem anymore. That one really made her hate me.

She wasn't working at the time so its not like she had money to do anything or buy anything. She was literally just existing in a room in my apartment. She would disappear during the day but I have no idea where she was going. She moved out after about 6 weeks.

When she moved out of my apartment, I didn't even know she had left. I just noticed she wasn't coming or going for about a week. So, Tom and I cleaned out her room.

She left clothes, broken furniture, a cardboard dresser, and FIVE 39 gallon garbage bags of trash we collected from the mass piles of panty liners, rotting food, and ordinary trash we found in the room. It's a miracle we didn't have roaches. I found all my missing dishes, silver ware, and cups all covered in food and grossness. I just threw it all away.

I wish I still had the photos though. Oddly enough, about 6 months later, I opened my back door to take out the trash and my camera was in a bag hanging from my doorknob. I know Amy definitely didn't return it.

For about 2 years after, every time I would find out that Amy was living with someone new, I would message them and send them the photos of her room. Papers in the trash that had HER NAME on them. And I would tell them the whole story.

One time it caused the people she was living with to throw her sh*t out on the porch. She had just moved in and they had small kids and they didn't want to risk it with her. I stopped after that. She knew it was me telling them too so I figured I had sufficiently made my point.

Edit: she took the cat with her but not before she threw my cat outside. My cat was missing for 10 days.

Here were the top rated comments from readers:

CoderJoe1

Perhaps your camera was returned the same way you returned the purloined laptop.

The OP responded here:

ThisIsMyCircus40

I believe so.

BannedfromTelevsion

Who do you think returned it?

The OP again responded here:

ThisIsMyCircus40

Either the shady boyfriend or her sister are my best guesses. I think the boyfriend would have given it to me as an opportunity to hit on me. Her sister was nice though but she kept a FAR distance from Amy. I found out later that Amy had done some bad sh*t to her sister. I just don’t know how the sister would have gotten the camera. She lived quite far away from us.

thedudeabidesOG

What in the Jerry Springer did I just read?!

Take care of yourself.

Ragingredblue

Excellent work! I'm only surprised you didn't immediately move all your things out of the shared spaces the minute she started abusing them. Leave my dishes unwashed? Oh hell no! Cat would be locked in her room too.

So, roommates can be terrible and disrespectful, but do you think this OP might have taken it too far?

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