Worst Roommate

He was really really loud.

you've ever had? Why?

I had some pretty bad ones, but the one that comes to mind was not really a bad person...it's just that her damn dog ate everything I owned..and some stuff I didn't own. :angry:

Ugh! I feel you, one of mine in college had a dog....that little sh*T! would go in my closet and ALWAYS find the most expensive pair of shoes and chew one up! I hated that batturd! She would never even apologize! :angry:

Ugh! I feel you, one of mine in college had a dog....that little sh*T! would go in my closet and ALWAYS find the most expensive pair of shoes and chew one up! I hated that batturd! She would never even apologize! :angry:

Mine never apologized either!!! She always acted like it was MY fault. My fault I had a comforter, my fault I had a nightstand, etc.

I had an Indian roommate and she would start cooking on the weekends Indian food early in the am. I usually had a hangover and woke up thinking the house was on fire because she used so many chilies. She also would steal my clothes and when I finally found it, it reeked of Indian food. I like Indian food, not hers, but I did not want to wear it.

uf roommate who sold pot and wore out a mott the hoople album

I had a horrible roommate & I nicknamed her "Big Foot."

Don't ask.

I used to have nightmares about her.

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One that drank too much and stank up the whole house~~~~all the time. She stank!

Skanky ho who snored like a drunken sailor, hogged the bathroom, stayed up late gabbing in the phone, left her sheet everywhere, and hooked up with ANYTHING in pants - including the doorman who was so old and icky his nickname was "grumpy muppet."

I got her transferred to a different room and lived happily ever after with the remaining roommate for the next semester (and got an apartment with her the following year too)!

Last I heard of hoey Mchoerson, she had been fired for getting it on in her office's bathroom with a co-worker!

Never had a roommate, except for my ex husband...does he count?

Spoiled brat who "specialized" in boys with accents- lots of Irish and French boys working on horse farms in Lexington KY!

She also wore a "sleeping bra"- we were mystified. (but I am sure she didn't wear it when boys with accents spent the night!)

Runnerup was guy roommate who dated a girl we called Lassie- she was kinda noisy.

It was in a dorm room at the end of my freshman year in college. She was a sweet girl, but she only listened to "The Beach Boys Greatest Hits." To this day I change the station when they come on just because I've already met my lifetime's quota of Beach Boys. She also took a lot of Bean-O, if you get my meaning. I swear this girl was a 70-year-old woman in a 20-year-old body (with 70-year-old clothes; my grandmother wore less polyester.)

But I reckon I've been pretty lucky if that's as bad as it got. I'm grateful that I had roommates who put up with ME!

Ugh! Swafia and I had one who thought I was the maid, shot holes in our guest room door with an airsoft gun (think SUPER BB), plastered stickers all over the mirror of my guest bedroom set, and would leave his laundry in the washer and dryer until I felt compelled to remove it.



Oh yeah! He managed to convince Swafia that he could pay the rent in installments throughout the month, instead of all at once. THEN, he would do little things throughout the month like pick up a pack of cigarettes or a carton of milk and act like it should be deducted from his rent amount (of course, HE kept a tally, so he knew EXACTLY what he "should" be paying us every month--we never did get a damn full month's rent out of the guy!

Then, he would bring his girlfriend--who was kinda an alcoholic--over to stay for days and weeks at a time. I remember once, we had a party, and all of our friends were there grilling out on the porch, and she got drunk and tried to give everyone lap dances. So he put her to bed in the guest room to sleep it off-- about an hour later, she walked out the front door, across the porch to the front steps, pulled down her pants and peed on my front step! She was sleep-walking! :shock: And sleep-PEEING! In front of everyone!
And finally, we went out of town for a week. When we got home, he'd used just about every dish in the house, and not washed any of them, and he'd let a half a carton of milk go bad, and dumped it in the sink on top of the dirty dishes (all chunky and disgusting) and just left it there!

So Bad! :angry: