Let's bitch about our stupid, annoying roommates

I currently live with my mom and her boyfriend. He is very nice, but somewhat clueless and goofy. He spends most days watching vhs tapes in the shed, which he calls "the Bijou."

They hooked up when they were neighbors. He referred to his apartment at the time as "the Triple B" (for Basement Bachelor Bungalow).

He is the self-appointed tsar of the kitchen. This involves obsessive inventory of all dishes and constantly coming in and poking around like a cat underfoot EVERY TIME I am in the kitchen (note that I do not keep a typical feeding schedule).

"the Bijou" and "the Triple B" sounds like something from My mother's incredibly stupid ex-husband

holy shit, this guy is fucking crazy! i need to move the fuck out of here.

so my roommate gets in my face today for ... acting like i was annoyed last night. who the fuck gives somebody shit for having their own feelings about something? so we start talking and he's doing this crazy gaslighting shit on me, and I'm like, "if you aren't going to listen to my side of things, I'm leaving." he then blocks my way out and tries to grab me, and i pushed him aside so i could get out of there.

he then starts telling me I'm disrespectful and starts putting words in my mouth that I never said, and also happened to be things he had just said like 2 minutes earlier! i call him out on this and tell him he's crazy, and then he freaked the fuck out. he gets up right in my face, his eyes completely crazed, and starts yelling at me. i told him he was freaking me out and i got the hell out of there.

damn i need to move out of here ASAP. this thread was supposed to be fun, and now it isn't anymore :[

or at least my situation. who knew not being able to choose your roommate could have bad consequences.

holy shit dude.

hopefully there's somewhere you can stay for a at least a few days.

Jesus, dude. My sympathies. My roommate's nuts but at least that only usually manifests as hysterical sobbing as she, for instance, tells me from her darkened room all the ways that my mere existence in our shared space makes her life worse. And I only have three more days of that shit.

wow, are you living with an ancient specimen of 90s goth?

i think i've made a rare encounter with what I think might be a sociopath. needless to say, I'm getting the fuck out of here. my landlord's letting me bail as soon as I find a new space.

roommate still acting insane ... last night he openened all the windows and turned the thermostat down to 50 so the entire apartment became a live-in freezer; this was during an insane wind and ice storm we had here. i think he's trying to "punish" me for moving out because he's fucking crazy. he tried this again on monday but everytime i tried closing the window he came right out and opened it again ... we did this a few times until he decided to hang out in the living room as if to prevent me doing it again.

story has a happy ending. i'm moving out over the weekend. new place is gorgeous, closer to work, same money, better town, and the person who owns the house is a joe frank fan. so could be worse.

Good luck

^

Good luck -- dude sounds seriously dangerous.

Thanks guys. I just have to not end up in a body bag til this weekend.

So say we all

wow, crazy roommate just charmed the crap out of the super here, went on some screed about how good his wife's cooking smells. that's how people like this survive. meanwhile i'm calling up friends to see if i can crash at their place for the night.

Straight fucking sociopath. Congrats on getting out.

yeah, wow. sorry you had to deal with it, glad you're getting out!!

hey, what thread is the one linked to above? i can't find it for the life of me.

Yeah tat guy sounds seriously dangerous.

i'm moving out this weekend fortunately. i talked to my super about this guy and he said they're going to evict him ... apparently he thought the guy was creepy, too, but the landlord (who lives in Canada) just wanted money fast. i don't want to be around when that happens. this guy is a huge fucking liar, though, i hope he doesn't pull some slick shit to get out of being evicted.

first moment i met him i knew something was up. dangerous looking guy strutting through, doesn't even shake my hand when he meets me, just gives this "i don't give a fuck about you" half-assed head nod. then when i'm talking to him he sounded like a cool guy. "yeah, my personal belief is you gotta respect other peoples' perspectives ... they're just as valid as anyone elses. it's all relative." which of course he most obviously does not believe. this is a good lesson in trusting your gut instinct.

what is the difference between this dude and 'stormin' norman schwartzkopf?

this dude failed to obtain full spectrum dominance

i had the unfortunate luck of having two sociopathic parents, so this guy brought back a lot of memories. i don't think he was thrilled i knew all his tricks.

How did you end up with him? Are you living by yourself in your new place? Also three cheers for your landlord for letting you move out so quickly, and three cheers to you for getting the fuck out of there ASAP.

ime anybody who starts asserting their personally-held beliefs is usually speaking aspirationally. sorry you're having to move

Funny story. My landlord chooses the tenants exclusively, and said to me "I'm going to work very hard for you to get a good roommate, I don't want you living with a psycho." So this guy checks out the place, my super tells the landlord this guy seemed dangerous and he shouldn't rent the room to him, and my landlord tells him to rent it to him anyway. This landlord was another interesting specimen ... he went out of his way to seem like the sweetest, most gentle and naive person in the world, but he simply did not give a fuck about this insane guy, all he cared about was cold hard cash. Good ole' life lessons offered this month.

At least my LL let me leave, though I never signed a lease so it's not like he could do anything about it.

ime anybody who starts asserting their personally-held beliefs is usually speaking aspirationally. sorry you're having to move

yeah, this dawned on me. well at least there was a lot of valuable experience to be had here.

though in this case it was less aspirational and more an attempt to create a false image that had no relation to what the person was really like.

That's called interacting with others ime

it's a matter of degree i think. not everyone creates an image specially designed to help a potentially violent criminal get through society. i've seen this shit in action first hand. everyone's a little phony to some degree, but having a distinct lack of respect for basic humanity isn't all that common, and this is coming from a recovering cynic. when you see aggressive, dead, predatory eyes with your own you know the difference, and thank god not everyone's like that.

"yeah, my personal belief is you gotta respect other peoples' perspectives"

Sounds somewhat sociopathic in that say-the-opposite-of-what-you-mean. Does this guy think this viewpoint is unique, that it's not practiced by others and therefore needs to be internalized into a 'personal belief'? Do you think he gets kicks out of picturing what a deep and amazing perspective he has on the world?

I have a new roommate who for a long time has been a self-styled acid casualty/damaged genuis who sometimes talks about his own amazing and unique perspective and just won't shut up about it. Some people are entirely swallowed up in their egos.

When guys like this say 'respect the perspectives of others' they mean 'my way, or the highway'. Decent people don't have to say this crap to others.

suzy otm

xxp yeah, it's the opposite because it's a cover. my dad was like that, seemed like the sweetest most fun guy in the world, everyone loved him, until he wraps you up with a bindry machine and leaves you trapped in a warehouse overnight because he didn't like you (and he's proud of this story!!!). or my mom, super friendly and kind on the outside, but on the weekends goes out with her friends to drag tree onto the highway to watch cars crash into it (she's proud of this, too! wtf).

acid casualty/damaged geniuses are a way different order. met a couple of those. they're harmless but annoying. might have good drugs at least.

This guy is an actor and never has to work. Yeah this dude got drunk and ended up screaming "You are all full of shit!" for two hours at all of his friends last weekend. The next day he first pretended to not know what he did, then later on started joking, reaffirming what he was on about, and congratulating his vast and awesome perspective. Pretty sure he never apologized to anyone, much less me, who had to drive him home from a house party full of mutual friends saying "Get him out of here". Later I'm thinking, so these friends of your are full of shit, yet you are the one screaming at the top of your lungs at 3am and acting like an ass.

Likewise, whenever people get on about how bad things are and victimize themselves, they really just need a fucking job. Get out of the house, do something for someone else for half a day, and then we'll see if you're still whining about stubbing your toe or burning your beans or whatever happens on your way from the bedroom to the front porch smoke area.

Really, it makes total sense that you always see people on TV whining about how the rich are demonized and have it so bad, etc. They don't have anything real to complain about, so they have to fabricate stuff, and deep down they know it isn't real, so they have to dramatize and emphasize and really blow it up and get your attention.

damn, AB goin' hard

fortunately my roommates are all v.nice & we get along like a TV family, so my contribution to the thread ends here :)

crap, the apartment i'm moving into has a lead paint warning attached to the lease. does anyone know anything about this?

Unless you're a pregnant woman or have small children it shouldn't be an issue.

Don't put any paint chips in your mouth.

might be tough, but i'll do what i have to.

lick the walls clean as soon as you move in and you should be fine

Delicious, but deadly, iirc.

pretty sure any place built before a certain year has to have a lead paint warning in many places, regardless of whether it's been found

yup. it's just a technicality.

Hah maybe don't write about your non-working roommates right before you go to a stressful job interview. I should really lighten up.

As long as it's not black mold it's probably safe enough to live in.

. my dad was like that, seemed like the sweetest most fun guy in the world, everyone loved him, until he wraps you up with a bindry machine and leaves you trapped in a warehouse overnight because he didn't like you (and he's proud of this story!!!). or my mom, super friendly and kind on the outside, but on the weekends goes out with her friends to drag tree onto the highway to watch cars crash into it (she's proud of this, too! wtf)

Dude, holy shit.

I'm on pins and needles wondering who's going to win this (apparently endless) terrible laugh contest. Will it be the one who appends literally every sentence with a forceful, nervous guffaw? Or perhaps the one who knows roughly what a laugh is supposed to sound like and is capable of reproducing such in the mirthless, uncanny valley fashion of a parrot? Maybe it'll be the one who seems to have jailbroken some sort of safety valve on his laughing apparatus and sounds like his body is threatening to invert itself with every honking 'HNYAH!'? Judged solely on volume and pervasiveness, the lot of them are neck and neck. I sure hope the tiebreaking determinant won't wind up being the extent to which a given laugh robs me of my will to live, because on that front they're all gold medal recipients.

dammit wrong thread

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i was gonna say

I mean I don't know if 'roommate' is the appropriate nomenclature for the squatters living in my attic.

dude ain't bad, he's chill and doesn't really give me any shit, but dude is weird sometimes.

like some nights he comes home and puts the AC down to 74. aight, a little cold, but i don't care. it's his electric bill (I play a flat rate so my monthly rent is the same every month regardless).

and then some days he just...turns the a/c off mid-day. even when he knows I'm home. today I'm training and mid-session, I'm sweating buckets, so I get up in mid-sentence and look and he's got the AC off on an 88 degree day when he knows I'm home, and it's 85 in the house. so I turned it back on and he didn't say anything, but then he leaves again later and turns it off again (this time it was only 78 which is fine by me so I didn't object)

i'm like y'know if you wanna save money on yr electric bill, maybe don't run yr a/c all night

This is tedious but I have to vent:

New housemate and I share a parking spot where one of us is always having to move the car to let the other out. It's kind of a pain when you have to move both cars by yourself, and I don't like to have to do it in the morning because it adds a few precious minutes to an already busy pre-work schedule. So we agreed that she'd text me when she got home in the evening and we'd switch the cars, or if she got home too late I'd knock on her door at 8 in the morning and she'd let me out.

Couple nights ago, the day before semester grades were due, busiest day of the semester, I got woken up at two in the morning by a text from her saying she'd just gotten back and might need to ask me to move the cars in the morning or get someone else to help, because she's very busy and needs all the sleep she can get, thanks, prayer hands emoji.

I failed in my two am grogginess to realize this meant, "You need to move the cars yourself." I was mostly busy being stressed about being awake, and I thought the operative word in the text was "morning." So I knocked on her door at 8 in the morning as usual, and now she is mad at me for waking her up.

And yes, I could have just taken a few minutes from my morning prep time and switched the cars myself, if I'd realized that was what she wanted. And I'm trying not to be pissed about being woken up, because she probably thought I had my phone on silent. But I'm really bugged by the mindset that goes, "Someone who occupies this spot needs to switch both cars by themselves. Even though I am currently awake and sitting in a car, I will text my sleeping housemate and tell her to do it."