Few things can destroy your peace of mind more than a bad roommate. I would know: I've had a couple, including one who thought it would be a good thing to play around with money that wasn't theirs. (Narrator: It was not a good idea and they paid the consequences.) Suffice it to say that I live alone now and am much happier for it.
After Redditor PhoenixKillerx asked the online community:
"What are things your roommate has done that is pure evil?" people shared their stories. We hope some of these people can get out ASAP.
"When I moved into that apartment..."
"Once I had a housemate who never returned kitchen utensils to the kitchen after using them. When I moved into that apartment we had something like 20 forks and by the time I moved out, there were no forks left in the utensil drawer and I was keeping one in my room so that he wouldn't steal it."
Yeah... what is up with roommates who do this? Do they not realize that when utensils disappear, it's because of them?
"Every single time..."
"Previous roommate. Every single time I would go to make food, she would come down to do the dishes, at that exact time. Here's why that's an issue."
"We have a small kitchen. We didn't talk and it was incredibly awkward. I DO THE DISHES WHILE MY FOOD IS COOKING AND I ENJOY THAT."
We hope you eventually told her! That should have resolved it.
"But the next day..."
"I lived with 3 others in an apartment a couple of years ago. In the kitchen, I had a small section of the counter with a few pour-over coffee brewing items (Chemex, scale, gooseneck kettle) which are relatively pricey and fragile so everyone agreed to be careful with them."
"One day, I noticed a pile of someone's dirty dishes on top of my coffee kit. It was clearly deliberate and quite strange. I was taken aback at first but I thought little of it until it happened the next day and the day after. None of the roommates took responsibility."
"After weeks of this, I finally caught my roommate "Matt" in the act and I asked him why. He said it's because I didn't wash my dishes, so I explained that they weren't mine (I'm the only vegan in the apartment so it was pretty easy to prove that the plates and pans with chicken weren't me). He apologized and promised to stop."
"But the next day he continued! And now there's a chip in the glass of my Chemex, so naturally, I asked him to replace it, which only made him angrier."
"Later that week, there was a clog on our bathroom sink from hair. I said I would fix it, but Matt insisted that he be the one to do it. Figuring this was maybe his way of making up for things, I agreed to let him do it and thanked him."
"But when I got home from work that day, there was a large stove pot on top of my coffee kit, filled with dirty sink water and hair from the drain."
"That night I got all the roommates together, including Matt, and basically said, "it's either him or me." It was unanimously decided to kick him out."
"To this day, I don't know why he did that."
Sounds like he just lacked a sense of decorum. It's astonishing how many people there are like that out there.
"One day I came back..."
"My roommate moved out without telling us. One day I came back and all of her stuff was gone, she was leaving with her last box as I was coming in, and all she said was "don't worry, I found someone else to take over my lease."
"Well, when I went into her room, it was a complete mess. Old moldy food left on the floor, weird stains on the walls, TOE NAIL CLIPPINGS scattered all over the place, tons of change just lying around. It was absolutely disgusting and I was the one who had to clean it all so the new girl wouldn't have to walk in to a pigsty (my other roommates did not help me at all)."
"And the thing is, she only was there for one month. She made that much of a mess in just one month."
You lost me at the mention of the toenail clippings strewn everywhere.
No thank you. I think I'm going to hurl.
"My roommate used to eat..."
"My roommate used to eat the core out of my peanut butter, and similar things, so it would still look full."
That's just gross. They probably double dipped her own spoon, too.
"Flew his brother out..."
"Flew his brother out from Florida to spend two weeks in our apartment in the middle of the pandemic and didn't tell me or the other roommate until 9 pm the night before. I assumed he would at least leave his kid, whom he had partial custody of, with her mom while his brother was out, but no."
"The kid also stayed with us for the majority of those two weeks, giving a grand total of three adults, a teenage boy, and a baby in an apartment with one bathroom. In a pandemic."
Ummm... why? This is so irrresponsible. It's incredible how many people there are who lack a sense of self-awareness.
"Not living with her anymore..."
"Not living with her anymore, thank heavens, but she had a giant drunken party on a Sunday night...that lasted all night...it lasted until 1:45 and she is 40."
"Guess who is gainfully employed? Guess who needed to sleep like a normal adult human?"
We'll take an educated guess... we're guessing it's you!
"I once shared a house..."
"I once shared a house with 3 other people. We would label our food, and each of us had our own shelf in the pantry. Some food was shared like milk, but most was not."
"I once came back to find my roommate eating my peanut butter straight from the jar, with a spoon. -Double-dipping and all. Despite seeing my name on the lid, he thought I bought the jar to share because it was a "family size" and "nobody needs that much peanut butter" (I like my peanut butter)."
"Levi was the worst roommate I've ever had. Unfortunately, this was just one of many stories."
Noooo.
Why are all peanut butter stories that involve roommates in some capacity always so horrible.
"He never washed a single plate..."
"He paid only for rent and acted like he was some sort of merciful god even though he never cleaned or paid for maintenance. He never washed a single plate and all the stuff he took to his room ended up with some sort of fungus which not even chlorine would fix."
"I finally lost it when he broke the water heater and almost started a fire, kept it from me and the next time I showered it started a gas leak which made me pass out from monoxide poisoning. He laughed when I mentioned I almost died from that."
"Kicked him out and never talked to him again after 25+ years of friendship."
It sounds like you're better off! Silver linings. But still... 25 years? Wow.
Again, all this talk of bad roommates makes me so very glad that I live alone and don't have to deal with any of that. I think I've got the shivers.
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