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I recently moved into an apartment with three other people. I did not know any of them prior to moving in with them at the beginning of February. Our apartment is laughably tiny for the amount of people who live here, but that's not necessarily an issue. Without getting into TOO much detail, things started going downhill fairly fast. Partially eaten food is left all over the kitchen, food is left in the sink, bags and garbage are left on the floor or the counters, etc. In order to cook a meal, I have to clean for about ten minutes in order to do so. One of the girls owns a cat that shits in the hallway, and she has made no attempt to work through this issue, other than changing her food (which to be fair, made the poops firmer and less smelly, so bonus?) We have developed a bug problem. People don't replace items they've used. One of the girls left a box full of trash in the hallway for a month and a half until I specifically asked if she could move it, which she did, to the porch, where it has been forgotten about. Things like that. I have put up a post on a private group on Facebook and asked if we could have a meeting so I could calmly discuss these issues, but everyone looked at my post and then ignored it. I held another meeting several weeks ago, and had to privately message everyone to find out when they could meet, which made me sort of uncomfortable because my only other options were limited to a) clean up other people's poo poo or b) start harassing my roommates about things one on one, which I'm not interested in. In my experience, this kind of stuff has been an issue at virtually every other place I've lived, with the exception of apartments I shared with my ex. Everyone always says that they are clean when you first meet them, but obviously people never want to believe they're slobs. My last roommate was an actual hoarder, and she told me that she likes to keep her personal space clean before we moved in, which for some reason involved hoarding entire half slabs of cake until they started growing other organisms. Before that, I lived with a guy who was so unwilling to do his dishes that he started getting his mother to deliver tupperware containers full of food once a week, would eat straight out of those and then send them back to her to refill with food. (On second thought, maybe I should have just done an Ask Me thread called "Ask Me About Living With Hoarders and Very Tall Children". Before you ask, I have lived with a total of three hoarders, on three separate occasions.) So, how do you deal with people who are impossible to live with if you can't move right away? (Note, I have not signed a lease; I am free to go whenever I want, but I have moved three times in the last year and I'd like to wait at least a few more months before I have to leave again.) ETA: It occurs to me that, as suggested, the only real solution here is murder, and possibly relocation. So, instead, tell me about the shittiest roommate you've ever had. cash crab fucked around with this message at 00:26 on Apr 6, 2015 |
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I don't see any solution to the problem that doesn't involve moving or murder.
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Internet Explorer posted:I don't see any solution to the problem that doesn't involve moving or murder. Yeah, but if I murder them, I still have to clean up the bodies. They will be making a mess from beyond the grave. You see my issue. EDIT: Also, part of my issue is that seems to be an ongoing thing with people I live with. I keep trying to pick roommates of varying ages and lifestyles, but inevitably I seem to end up with crazy people. I've had a few good roommates, but I'm trying to figure out how to find someone who isn't a loving pig. And also, how I can tolerate my current place until like... August or so. cash crab fucked around with this message at 23:56 on Apr 5, 2015 |
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Apr 5, 2015 23:54
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Maybe live with people who know ahead of time, and who share social groups with you making them more susceptible to social pressure and shaming?
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Sunshine Mix posted:Maybe live with people who know ahead of time, and who share social groups with you making them more susceptible to social pressure and shaming? This is actually the first time I've lived with strangers.
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I came back this winter after break to my apartment and the thermostat was set to 80 degrees and yeah. It wasn't a big deal and the guy who was there the whole time paid most of the 200 dollar electric bill so I mean I guess it turned out fine.
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The first time my wife and I had roommates we were in our late 20's. We had lived alone up until then, but we wanted to put some money away so we brought in some roommates for a year. They were friends of my wife's from work. They were disgusting. We already had two cats, they had a third. The entire year and a half we lived there, neither of them cleaned the kitty litter or bought more even once. I had asked them many times to do so and they would say something like "sure, before I go to work." They would probably only buy toilet paper once every few months and when I finally said something about how we were paying for all the toilet paper, instead of buying some, one of them stole a few rolls from a nearby Starbucks. I actually got so annoyed that I started to keep my toilet paper in our room. These two would go two or three days without any TP and then would come home with four o five Starbucks rolls. They also had a small dog that they refused to house train. Two or three shits and pisses in the house and I flipped out on them. Their response? They bought a small kennel, and left the dog in there all the time. He slept in there and he was there when they went to work, so he was really only out of it for a couple hours a day. It was really sad. When I would try to take him out and train him, they would get jealous and put him back in the kennel. When they went on a vacation for a week, the first thing I did was let the dog out and I was shocked and disgusted at the state of this kennel! There were three towels inside and they we dripping with piss! There was fresh poo poo, dried poo poo and prehistoric poo poo in there! I threw it out imediatly and spent the week house training this dog. He was never perfect, but I would rather have to clean up a little piss once in a while than have this thing suffer all day and night. When we moved out, they quickly took our old room, as it did not smell like dog poo poo and piss. They also decided that this would be the perfect time to get another dog! Their new roommate moved out less than a month after moving in due to the smell. They ended up breaking up a few months later. The guy stayed there and his brother moved in. I cannot imagine how that place is now. He has been there for 3 or 4 years now.
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MettleRamiel posted:The first time my wife and I had roommates we were in our late 20's. We had lived alone up until then, but we wanted to put some money away so we brought in some roommates for a year. They were friends of my wife's from work. They were disgusting. We already had two cats, they had a third. The entire year and a half we lived there, neither of them cleaned the kitty litter or bought more even once. I had asked them many times to do so and they would say something like "sure, before I go to work." They would probably only buy toilet paper once every few months and when I finally said something about how we were paying for all the toilet paper, instead of buying some, one of them stole a few rolls from a nearby Starbucks. I actually got so annoyed that I started to keep my toilet paper in our room. These two would go two or three days without any TP and then would come home with four o five Starbucks rolls. D: Oh, Jesus. That poor dog. Also, I never understood the TP thing/people going days without it. A girl who used to live with me and my ex wouldn't buy any and when I told her I wasn't going to buy her any more, she went, "Fine! I guess I'll just steal napkins from Starbucks and use those!" True to her word, that's what she did.
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Uh there must be some sort of signs that these people were turn out the way they do. I've lived with over a dozen stranger roommates over the course of my twenties and none of them were even close to this bad. cash crab posted:D: Oh, Jesus. That poor dog. What do these people look and act like? I cant imagine a girl this retarded MOVIE MAJICK fucked around with this message at 04:53 on Apr 6, 2015 |
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When they do dumb poo poo call them out, confront them. It's not unreasonable to call people out for the poo poo you are describing, let them know it's bullshit and that you're not going to tolerate it. If that doesn't work then move out.
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My current roommate was a bit of a handful the first week. He said he was going to clean before I moved in, he didnt. The place was a mess, dirty dishes piled up and the washroom was putrid. I had a talk with him after I finished the move and he was very aplogetic, saying that the last two weeks were insanely busy for him. I was annoyed and wary of future problems so I made him promise to do a big clean the next day. That night he got into a big argument with a friend he had over, screaming and yelling at him at 3am. I had to come out of my room and ask them what the gently caress was up, they apologized, saying that they got him riled up. 'Uh oh' was my last thought before going back to sleep. That morning I was prepared to find a new place. I brought very little poo poo with me so a move would be simple and this guy was in his early twenties, I could boss him around if need be until the point in which I moved. I was worried but I knew I had options. That next day I woke up a little bit later. To my surprise he was well under way with the cleaning, having woken up early despite probably being really hungover. His friends were helping too. After the extremely intense clean was finished, and a lot of dirty poo poo was taken to the dump, the place was great. Feeling bad, he bought me about 100$ worth of house ware and a case of beer. I was feeling much better about the place. He is social, and despite having retarded opinions, nice to talk to, sincere and respectful. The good feeling wavered when we hit a road bump. One night, I had friends over, watching a basketball game. He had just pulled an all-nighter finishing an assignment and was drinking, being more dumb and talkative than he usually is. One of my friends got in a heated discussion with him. When I went to the washroom, I came back to him pulling a tantrum, screaming at her. I dragged him to his room and told him to calm the gently caress down. After escorting my angry friends out, I had a long talk with him. He was crying, saying he looked up to me, respected me, and couldn't believe how embarrassed he was. That night I went to sleep worried because my roommate, who is normally sweet, appears to be emotionally unstable. It wasn't until a few days later that I realized that despite his social wiles, he is very emotionally immature and I've become a sort of weird big brother type figure. My friend won't come by now if he's around, which is completely understandable. To make it up for me he is going to buy my portion of the alcohol for my birthday party, a party he isn't allowed to be at. It sucks to have this problem with my group of friends. The good part though is that for the summer he is going to be gone 90% of the time. So I guess this is a bit of lovely roommate situation. I'm thankful though, having read the posts here. Dog poo poo and cat poo poo in the house? I would murder people. 
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MOVIE MAJICK posted:Uh there must be some sort of signs that these people were turn out the way they do. I've lived with over a dozen stranger roommates over the course of my twenties and none of them were even close to this bad. It was when I was in this bizarre punk house. Six people occupied the main floor, five upstairs and four downstairs, and people moved in and out all the time, so the occupants varied. This girl looked like an alien; gigantic bobble eyes, body like silicone stretched over a coat hanger. She never paid rent once. I expressed discomfort about her moving in, but everyone vouched for her. When she brought in bedbugs, she complained that when she lifted up her laptop, bugs would come scurrying out of it. Other highlights of that house, which we named Craichaus*: - Scumbag Rodriguez, a 22 year old vegan who looked like a draugr in a baja jacket, who had a very small group of incredibly attractive girlfriends, none of whom knew about each other until the fateful day when they all came to our house to confront him. They went in and out of the side and front doors, creating a very amusing IRL Benny Hill sketch. This stopped being funny when Rachelle (one of the saner roommates) had to stay home to make sure that her elderly cats stopped escaping. Other offenses: let my cat eat some of his pot (she was fine) and would routinely leave entire, uneaten meals in the sink and then cover them with plates or parchment paper. - USA, 19. He had special tools for doing push ups and drank Coors Lite. - One time, two of the guys got locked out of the apartment. They were very, very drunk. They weren't aware of the fact that all the other guys had gone out for the night, so they spent a fruitless hour slamming their bodies into the door, becoming increasingly agitated and getting into a fistfight. A guy downstairs called the police, and through the door, I heard some mumbling and finally, "NO, YOU NEVER TOUCH A COP'S GUN," followed by a slurring, apologetic voice. The next morning, I called my mother and told her one of the Irish had tried to take a policeman's gun and she went, "Oh, was it Niall?" It was. *: When we moved in, the top floor was occupied entirely by a group of young Irish immigrants, and the house was famous for being a former site to find cheap drugs. It was an exceedingly clever nickname, you see.
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My friend, 2 bikers, a mid-level mafia lord and his Enforcer and a Colombian immigrant specifically there to provide a contact to tonnage level cocaine production. ALL OF THEM JUST OUT OF JAIL. You would think people just out of jail would not be in a hurry to go back but no. How I got out of that alive and without a criminal record I will never know.
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I had a roommate who thought that leaving a coat in the common living room was a giant sin, but she had her treadmill in the same freaking living room space. Like clockwork, I would hear her use her elliptical in the bedroom above mine. She was a massive Type A bitch. She bought a house with multiple rooms to rent out so she could actually rule over people's living arrangements. Go gently caress yourself, Kecia. My last roommate was a friend from college. God knows I loved her, but she could be so goddamn weird at times. A lot of Internet addiction. She's be up until 3 AM giggling at something stupid and British that she saw on the internet. I could usually ignore it, but I remember one earllllly morning, throwing off my covers to yell at her, because it woke me. She was always on her phone, reading fanfiction (Coulson and Hawkeye <3) or, once she upgraded to a smart phone, online battle games. It make group activities like hiking or getting beer after it really dumb. She had a tendency to get out of the shower, wrap up in a tower, and sit behind her screen for 40 minutes, while I would check if she was done, because we were going somewhere. Nope, naked in a towel! I wasn't an awesome roommate sometimes; I occasionally have night terrors and wake up screaming, or I think I see shadows move and they terrify me. I'm a packrat (recovered once I moved out, omg, how much stuff do I have?). I moved my bf in for a few months before we found our own place (he paid rent, to be fair). We all knew each other in college so it wasn't a random stranger I brought in off the street... which is why I didn't let her bring over her boyfriend at the time. She barely knew him, how would I? I could be lovely and passive aggressive if she broke those rules, though I did try to work on that the last year I was there. When I moved out, she thought our long term living situation meant that I was going to give her my furniture. Uh, we joked about being a married couple, we actually aren't.
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Living with roommates is always going to have issues, period. Even the best situations I've lived in have been bad. The worst was one where I moved into an apartment with 2 people looking to replace their old one. 4 months later, we're kicked out by the landlord and I find out all three had lied to me about the upfront costs and tried to get a month's rent out of me. After mentioning lawyers, they gave me back my money. Then a month later I get called by my credit card company and find out that they'd (likely) taken a replacement credit card that was sent to me. And of course, they said they were clean but we're messy and the bathroom always smelled absolutely putrid. With messy roommates, the best policy is to live around them. Only clean up what you need to. Also, if you have to live with roommates that are strangers (what I've done every time except for my current place), don't look for an apartment together. Always look for an advertised room, that way you can actually see how messy they are. And also know that they pay rent.
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my darling feet posted:I had a roommate who thought that leaving a coat in the common living room was a giant sin, but she had her treadmill in the same freaking living room space. Like clockwork, I would hear her use her elliptical in the bedroom above mine. She was a massive Type A bitch. She bought a house with multiple rooms to rent out so she could actually rule over people's living arrangements. Go gently caress yourself, Kecia. Holy poo poo, this was so close to my last roommate nightmare that if you hadn't posted the name, I would have thought you were the person that lived there before or after me. My current roommate situation is ok. The one "new" roommate has decided the couch is more comfortable than his bed so he sleeps there all the time and since he's a slob his mess has moved from his room with him. Fortunately he's gone at the end of May, thank god. I could hear the disappointment in his voice the other night when he came home to the other roommates and I playing Mario Kart the other night and realizing he couldn't sleep on the couch yet again. Did I mention he snores loudly too? Oh and sleeps on the couch at all hours of the day? So glad he's leaving. The couch isn't even that comfortable!  To the OP, people don't change, so either you go or they do. I'd say you should leave, sorry. 
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This thread has made me so thankful for my current roommate situation. I own a townhouse and rent a room to my friend and one to a rando. The rando-roommate is a 19 year old nerd who is a total ghost. He hasn't dirtied a dish in the 6 months he's been living in the place. I haven't even seem him in months; our schedules are such that he's in his room by the time I get home so I just don't ever see him. My friend-roommate is not much different, as he eats out all the time and spends all of his time at his dealer's place. Although he's running into money troubles right now because his benefits kicked in at work so he's no longer getting paid out for pension, health, vacation pay, etc. His paycheque went down a lot. So now he's hot-boxing his room with a bong, which means I hardly ever see him either. But he may have to start cooking more, which will get slightly more annoying for me since he's not great at cleaning up. Regardless, my situation is pretty awesome. Especially since I'm essentially paying $184 to live in the place given the rental income.
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My roommate in college spent the first few months deployed in Iraq so I thought it was a pretty sweet deal to live with myself during that time. He didn't go to my college but had a lot of buddies in the area so he was okay with paying the first couple months rent without being there. When he came back, he cluttered the apartment with dirty dishes, his equipment, power tools and gun parts everywhere. The guy got bored with sitting around all day during the winter months while exams were going on so he decided to pickup woodworking in the kitchen while I was away at class. After a few months, he completely demolished the living room and kitchen. Those parts of the apartment became dead to me. I didn't care to say anything since I was way too busy with my overloaded college schedule. Everyday was an adventure. When it came time to leave that year, I cleaned up as much as I could on my side of the house, took some pictures of his side and left. I was later billed with around $1000 of cleaning costs since my roommate decided not to clean up anything before leaving. I sent the apartment landlords photos of everything and told them to give the bill to my roommate. Fortunately, ex-roomie footed the entire bill. I was still bitter about losing out the $300 deposit but at that time, I was just happy the whole ordeal was over. In retrospect, I should have been a little more observant to his friends reactions when I asked why no one wanted to room with him that year. My advice, don't procrastinate when selecting roommates. Good ones are usually taken quickly. Edit: Some advice for now: Even though the Facebook meeting may have came off to them as a little bit passive aggressive, if they can't stand you talking to them about cleanliness, it's probably time to start meeting new people and finding new roommates next year. Let me tell you, it's a wonderful world when you find the right chemistry with your roommates. He's got a wife and kid now so I think he shaped up. My ex-girlfriend situation was way worse if you wanna hear about that. It made my roommate situation seem livable. Bug problems are the worst. NiffStipples fucked around with this message at 17:45 on Apr 9, 2015 |
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Fortunately my lovely room mates situations have been limited but I've one that really stands out. She was a morbidly obese girl (close to 300 lbs as I recall) I lived with for a few months while I was working on getting my bachelor's degree. At first she seemed nice enough, a bit antisocial and slightly weird but I figured she was just insecure about her body. I always made a point of being nice and polite to her, no need to create any dramas at home. The apartment complex we lived in was comprised of units with three bedrooms, a shared living room/common area and two separate rooms for the shower and toilet. Only the common area had air conditioning which could be bothersome given we were in northern Queensland, Australia so things tended to get a bit swampy during the summer months. A couple months into it she met a guy, a similarly obese fellow who also seemed nice enough so I never thought much of it. This fellow started showing up more often, spending nights, etc typical boyfriend/girlfriend stuff. Unfortunately at some point they decided it'd be a swell idea to move their mattress onto the floor of the common area so they could lay around watching TV in an air conditioned environment. It got to the point where nearly every time I'd come home there they'd be spilled out on the mattress, spooning, AC and TV blasting usually with a cheese pizza in front of them. One night at around midnight I came home moderately drunk to find them in their usual spot in a spooning position only this time buck naked under the sheets, his cock clearly stuck in her from behind and rubbing a slice of cheese pizza on her tits and then (presumably) taking bites out of it (the slice was half eaten upon my arrival). Needless to say the next morning I went to property management and requested a new room. I never did see that guy again but Ms. Cheese Pizza Tits was often around campus making for some hilariously awkward moments. The moral of the story is just move. hosed up/lazy/crazy people are not going to change no matter what you say so stop wasting your time and just leave.
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Reading these stories makes me very glad I never bothered with roommates after college. OP, if they are that bad, just move. Uncleaned pet poo poo or piss is probably the lowest of the low and someone that brain dead isn't going to get anywhere near normal anytime soon.
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MisterTurtle posted:Fortunately my lovely room mates situations have been limited but I've one that really stands out. HOLY poo poo EDIT: Yes, I know I need to move. I just moved in February, though, and before that I moved in September, so I am sick of moving and was hoping to put it off.
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Make bigger messes than they do and wait for them to complain about it?
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poo poo in their pillow covers
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MOVIE MAJICK posted:poo poo in their pillow covers sound advice for any situation
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I'm in a tight financial situation right now and can only afford to sublet from an absolutely disgusting couple. I have had to adjust my expectations of what my home can offer me in order to not hate my life. I do not go into the kitchen at all except to take the pre-made food I get from work in and out of the fridge. I do not use dishes, only plastic forks, so that I don't have to do their dishes for them. There is a huge mouse infestation that they won't do anything about, and leave just about every surface covered in food and used dishes (and mouse poop). I love cooking/baking and used to cook dinner for myself almost everyday, but it's just not something I can do right now. I keep everything I own within my room (including my toothbrush) because they will use my things if I leave them in shared spaces. I even only use the trash can in my room so that they can't ask me to take out the trash. Occasionally I will throw their trash/belongings from the hallway and bathroom in their room when it piles up enough to make using those spaces difficult. Thankfully (?) we don't have a living room. My room is my sanctuary. I keep it clean, mouse-free, and it is the only part of this apartment that feels like home. I can't change their behavior. All I can do is adjust my life as much as possible so that I don't get upset. It sucks, but it's better than getting angry about their mess everyday. Working very hard on getting a better job so I can move out.
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SnapGap posted:stuff This sounds familiar. At different points in time, I've had roommates that would pile dishes up in the sink until they started grow new exotic colors and smells, would consume anything I bought for myself and then either try to hide or deny it, would never take out the trash or clean in any way, ruin my cookware, break my things (or outright give them away to their friends), come home ridiculously drunk at 4am on weekdays and decide to blast music or watch movies with no regard for anyone sleeping, brandish loaded firearms and point them at people with their finger on the trigger (and subsequently shoot holes in the floor), blow all their money on booze or drugs and fall several months behind on their share of the bills (and get belligerent when asked for it), kick in the door to our rental property because they forgot their keys, show up one day with large dogs that they then don't bother taking care of to the point where it becomes animal cruelty, and just do anything in their power to absolutely gently caress things up for me at every step of the way while maintaining a dizzying lack of self awareness and possessing no ability to reason with or understand the points of view of other human beings at all. Each and every one of them at some point stayed sober, sane, and responsible enough to befriend and sign a lease with me. And then it fell apart. I fall back to the locked bedroom with the bare essentials and wait out the terms, then loving split. To anyone experiencing absolute misery with their living arrangements where you can't get out of it, due to your own finances or some dickhead landlord, I feel your pain. Do whatever you can to get out of there, and if that means avoiding lovely roommates, saving money, and biding your time until you can move on, so be it. Spend as little time around these people ruining your life as you can, and try to be smarter about your living arrangements in the future.
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The only roommate I've ever had without some kind of problem was a guy who worked night shift and because of our schedules/sleep habits, we only saw each other maybe twice over the course of the entire summer I had the room. I've had roommates that do the standard moldy dishes/sink behavior, ones that would only communicate with passive aggressive post-it notes on my door, the neglectful cat people, there was always something that made it an unenjoyable experience. The last one I had was mostly OK, but he did exhibit some of the weird behaviors people have mentioned in this thread - he'd steal toilet paper instead of buying it (although he always hit up gas stations and rest stops for those enormous mega-rolls of single ply, not starbucks), never cleaned - he never washed his bed sheets or pillow cases for the entire 2 years I lived with him, but he was a good, friendly guy at least. The worst thing he did was be overly...I don't know what the best word is, obsessive I guess, about cost splitting. When we moved in he measured our rooms and bathrooms and since I got the bigger bedroom, he insisted I pay a larger share of the rent proportional to the increased living area I had. It was only like 19 dollars extra a month so I didn't really care, but he kept a spreadsheet on everything we each used that belonged to the other. So if I asked if I could have one of his beers or something else relatively trivial, he'd have to go in his room and add it to the spreadsheet. I'd get a printed out balance sheet at the end of the month where we had to settle up. I guess it's a fair way to do things, but I just didn't understand why he put so much effort into it, to the point where he was trying to calculate the cost of a handful of chips or a cup of soda. It was like living in that Seinfeld episode where Jerry starts making Kramer pay for the food he takes.
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I once had a housemate that would heat up an entire oven to cook like 10 pizza rolls. We had a toaster oven like 12" away from the normal oven. He would often get high and fall asleep with the oven on too. I came home to a very very very crispy pizzas in the oven. The stupid thing was, he could have cooked like 90% of the food in the toaster oven that had a timer on it to go off if he forgot about it. On the plus side, he brought home donuts and panera bread bagels all the time because he worked at those places. He did the toilet paper thing too, where he would never buy any. Or he would buy one roll of the cheap rear end poo poo and consider it even for when we would buy 4 packs. He also had a leak in his radiator hose. Instead of fixing it, he would wrap it in duct tape which would last like 3-4 days. He was buying a gallon of radiator fluid ever week.
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Murphy Brownback posted:spreadsheet This is so so much better than the opposite side of the coin.
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Splizwarf posted:This is so so much better than the opposite side of the coin. I agree in principle, it just seemed silly because 9 times out of 10 the balance ended up being basically even each month, plus or minus 5ish dollars. If it were up to me I would rather have just let him keep his $2.73 or whatever, but it took no effort from my side so I was fine with it.
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In my early 20s, I scored a penthouse apartment with like 4 bedrooms in a really nice part of town and managed to cram myself and 9 other dudes in there. It was occasionally pretty messy, but most of us were not completely psychotic assholes and were willing to take criticism about not doing poo poo. If the place looked like poo poo, one of us would call out the obvious, organize a cleanup session, and we could typically turn the place from looking like a punk rock house into a majestic home within 45min. But that was with decent roomates where we all kind of worked as a team/family for some odd reason. It looks like you are trying your best to do this and this is the best thing you can really do. However, if it completely fails... The Passive Aggressive Method: I've also lived in shitholes where no matter what you do, the other roomates wont listen or do a god drat thing. It sometimes gets so out of control that they will purposefully NOT do basic poo poo just to piss you off. The only thing I found effective in that situation aside from beating the poo poo out of one of them is to just accept it, and as another goon above posted, "live around it". You can sometimes turn the other fuckers on themselves while keeping yourself out of the poo poo throwing loop. I've learned that direct confrontation gets really old, is too stressful, and can be dangerous UNLESS you live with a group of people that have half a brain and actually give a poo poo about how you feel. Get your own plates, bowls, cups, utensils and keep them in your room. Get your own toilet paper, soap, shampoo. Get a small mini-fridge, put it in your room and keep your own food in there. If you can, get your own skillet and other cookware. Use your cookware and immediately clean it after use. Do this with all of your poo poo. That way, if someone throws a shitfit about dishes growing black mold in the sink and wants 'you' to do the dishes/clean poo poo you can point out that you are not going to do a god drat thing because you have used NONE of their stuff, are not obligated to clean up after their messes, and makes it more apparent who specifically is really loving poo poo up by not doing their part. For bonus points if you live with colossal idiot assholes, get ahold of the WiFi router's admin name and password. You can start denying them internet access at scheduled intervals during the day/night or kick them offline during their "sooper important RAID/League of Legends Tournament". Also, if you have control of the TV/internet, you can call the cable company and have them temporarily shut off the cable during x person's favorite show inducing more rage. I recommend you ONLY do this if EVERYONE you live with is a complete uncompromising rear end in a top hat that refuses to listen to reason and you are stuck in a lease with no way out. If there are a couple people that are actually pretty decent human beings, don't do anything to gently caress their lives up (or at least let them in on it.) Sometimes in that situation you can become allies/closer friends with the good ones which makes it a hell of a lot easier to put pressure on the 1 or 2 shitheads loving everything up to handle their poo poo just from sheer numerical superiority. Avalanche fucked around with this message at 09:50 on Apr 13, 2015 |
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Apr 13, 2015 09:41
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Jesus why would an adult even have four roommates 
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Apr 13, 2015 12:15
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Having had a room mate who would change the router password for the whole house because of some insane poo poo that was going on in his head, that's one of the stupidest passive aggressive things someone can do. I told him straight up that if there was a problem he should come to me first and work it out. But hey someone else ate one piece of his bread and we should all suffer.
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Apr 13, 2015 18:53
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Kazvall posted:Having had a room mate who would change the router password for the whole house because of some insane poo poo that was going on in his head, that's one of the stupidest passive aggressive things someone can do. I told him straight up that if there was a problem he should come to me first and work it out. But hey someone else ate one piece of his bread and we should all suffer. I once blocked a roommate's Xbox 360 from our router because he was two months behind on the bills. Not the whole house, just his game machine. I had also told him I wasn't going to be paying his share of the bills so he can sit around, drink E&J and play call of duty all day, and that if he didn't come up with his share, he was getting cut off. gently caress em.
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Apr 13, 2015 19:45
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I don't know how passive aggressive I consider using your own dishes and food storage to be. I have a friend who does this and it's more like, "If I leave a plate out, someone else will use it and if I ever want to use it, I have to clean it before getting to eat, so let's cut out a step." I do something similar with certain coffee mugs because I know if I don't hoard one, they'll all be lost and I'll be drinking coffee out of a Pyrex bowl in the morning.
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Apr 13, 2015 19:56
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Avalanche posted:Get your own plates, bowls, cups, utensils and keep them in your room. Get your own toilet paper, soap, shampoo. Get a small mini-fridge, put it in your room and keep your own food in there. If you can, get your own skillet and other cookware. Use your cookware and immediately clean it after use. Do this with all of your poo poo. That way, if someone throws a shitfit about dishes growing black mold in the sink and wants 'you' to do the dishes/clean poo poo you can point out that you are not going to do a god drat thing because you have used NONE of their stuff, are not obligated to clean up after their messes, and makes it more apparent who specifically is really loving poo poo up by not doing their part. Make sure your minifridge has a lock on it too. I had to get one of those freshman year because without a lock it was treated as communal property not only by my roommate but everyone else in the dorm who came in our room. By the way, the "I didn't contribute to this mess at all" approach doesn't really work. They'll just say some variation of "well I did (redundant cleaning activity that you already did), is it so much to ask that you pitch in?". There really isn't a foolproof solution to dealing with non-dish-cleaners. You can either make it a competition on who can stand the disgusting mold colony the longest, or you can do it yourself. Either way, you're probably going to have to do the work in the end.
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Apr 13, 2015 20:54
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Avalanche posted:For bonus points if you live with colossal idiot assholes, get ahold of the WiFi router's admin name and password. You can start denying them internet access at scheduled intervals during the day/night or kick them offline during their "sooper important RAID/League of Legends Tournament". Also, if you have control of the TV/internet, you can call the cable company and have them temporarily shut off the cable during x person's favorite show inducing more rage. I QoS'd the gently caress out of the Wifi because my roomate would leave loving bittorrent running while he was at work and I was at home making it impossible for me to do internet things.
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Apr 15, 2015 16:16
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That's just plain rude.
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Apr 15, 2015 19:11
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EB Nulshit posted:Make bigger messes than they do and wait for them to complain about it? Tried this, they never do... Seriously, I used to clear the kitchen surface (so I'd have the privilege of space to make my dinner) by dumping their used pans and poo poo on the floor. No way was I going to clean up after them. That stuff usually stayed on the floor for at least a day or two 
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Apr 19, 2015 21:24
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Strategic Tea posted:Tried this, they never do... Some people just don't "notice" messes. They're completely blind to it. I have no idea how they can possibly live like that. I've had a million roommates that do the usual "ruin the good cookware and let it all pile up in the sink" bullshit and more that refuse to do something as simple as clean the bathroom because "people poop there". I even had one that put lovely tissue paper in the trash (  ). I hope I never have to live with roommates again because I was about ready to murder my most recent one.
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