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April 2012 Moms
s/o weird roommates
Anyone else have any weird roommate stories to share?? I lived in university housing all four years of college and was often paired with some weirdos in our 4-person apartments.
The worst was when I moved from the dorm into an apartment. My parents were helping me move and the other roommate was already living there, but wasn't home. We were greeted by a huge bag of pot on the kitchen counter, Bob Marley all over the walls and her bong on her desk in the back bedroom. Needless to say, my clean cut dad was NOT impressed! Ha ha. That roomie went on to be psychotic... she admitted to us she was a klepto who routinely stole stuff from Target (where she worked). She also stole clothes from my other roommate and refused to fess up and just wore the stolen clothes around!!! She was a crazy bish...
Also a German foreign exchange student was an interesting experience. She kept a lot of normally refrigerated items in the pantry (orange juice comes to mind), and several other cultural differences that seemed crazy at the time. We also caught her having sex on our couch wrapped up in one of MY blankets... I don't care about the sex but use your own damn blanket! I guarantee she wouldn't have washed it afterwards if we hadn't caught her! 
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Re: s/o weird roommates
I have the weirdest roommate story possible.
I went to a very hippy dippy college... I was pretty hippy myself. My roomie was full-on hippy... she didn't really like to wear shoes, smoked a TON of p0t, had dreads, didn't shower, etc etc.
One night she was tripping on LSD and decided to shoot fireworks out of our dorm window. Yep.. she shot bottle rockets out of our window and in the process SET MY BED ON FIRE.
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I was questioned by the campus cops because she told them it was my idea. Seriously?! I though had spent the night at a sorority mixer and was too intoxicated to tell the cops that it wasn't me. So I got in trouble for underage drinking and she got expelled.
That is crazy!! I would have flippppped out if my bed was set on fire!!
My other roommates and I once got into a screaming match with our crazy about her smoking pot all the time in our apartment. I didn't want my stuff smelling like it. We had a party one night and she called the cops on us for underage drinking!! She had conveniently cleaned up all her smoke paraphernalia just before the cops arrived... ugh.
I was the bad roommate once, I have so many roommate stories though.
I was dating my roommate's ex boyfriends twin brother ( follow?).
Anyway, one night my bf and his twin came over and the drunk twin put meat in my roommates air vent in the ceiling. Well instead of being smart and admitting what happened, I tried to fix things by getting the meat out. Well, her room started to stink, turns out the twin had put a frozen burrito up there too. My roommate even brought a dog in to try and find the smell. Oh, you would think at some point I would have spoken up, but nope, I just sat by and watched it unfold. They found the burrito and figured out who did it. I played dumb. I moved out shortly after.
Young, dumb, and in love. The twin I dated ended up crazy cakes. Crazy like threatening suicide when I broke things off, pulled out a fist full, of hair. I was terrified and tried to call the cops. Oh thank all things good I didnt marry him.
My jr. year of college we got stuck with a weird roomate. One of our roomates decided to study abroad last minute during the summer, so they stuck a random in our room. She was very nice. Very petite little thing with a squeaky voice. She reminded me of a mouse. BUT, she smelled so bad. Guys, it was so awful. She reminded me of Pig-Pen from charlie brown. She had dirt trails that followed her. She seriously smelled like cottage cheese vagina wrapped in puke. I would sleep at my boyfriends(Now my H) every night, because i couldnt deal with it. Im gagging typing this. My other two roommates and i would spray her room when she was gone or in the shower, and throw air fresheners underneath her bed. That was a rough time.
Wow. Just wow. Ew
There were 4 of us at CMU in one tiny two room dorm. One, when she moved in, her dad entered first and exclaimed, "THE PRINCESS HAS ARRIVED!" They also paid a bunch of bulky looking kids to move all her sh!t in. She had pink and zebra bedding that had feathers all over it, slept with vasoline on her face, had the Jessica Simpson song "with you" as a ringtone for her 25 year old fire fighter boyfriend (it went off at every text, call, anything), and she later spilled coffee on my lap top and laughed about it to one of my other roommates. We went and talked to our RA about it and then her dad came to visit and interrogated/ screamed at us about why we were treating his daughter poorly. He threatened one of my other roommate's boyfriend, and told us all about his money and how he owned al these movie theaters and WHATDIDOURFATHERSDO?! It was trippy. She moved out on her own shortly after.
My other roommate was soo so nice. She had a jerk boyfriend but she was the nicest. Her mom died unexpectedly (we shared a bunk and I was on top and I woke up from her sobbing so hard it was shaking the bed). I guess she was in the shower and had an aneurism and her little brother found her. SO SAD. So she went home for a bit, then transferred to MSU.
Lastly, my third roommate collected bats. And everything she owned was orange--bedding, laptop, cell phone, clothing, towels, etc. She was nice, but different. And she listened to Nickleback, so we disagreed on a fundamental level haha. She had a boyfriend that went to CMU and he ended up living with us. He was awesome, but they fought allllll the timeee. Like, she would belittle him and tell him she owned him and he had no balls. Then they would make up and have sex all over the place. At the end of the year, it was just her and I in our room, so we disassembled our bunks and turned them into two twin beds smashed together. It was boss.
To wrap it up, I stayed out of my room as much as possible. And ended up meeting a bunch of guys in a mostly gay frat and we had a blast. I loved my first year of college.
Okay, I have another one where I was the bad one.
I had a friends with benefits come over and we did it on the kitchen table, which kept banging against the wall. On the other side of the wall was my roommates bedroom, where she was trying to sleep,
She didn't get mad at me though, haha. We were both a bit loose those days.
I look back and think, who was that girl? My dh and I didn't even sleep together till our wedding night.
I guess I had some oats to sow :-).
This is going to be long...
I never had a good roommate. Well that's a lie. None of my roommates and I ever really clicked. Then I became and RA and had my own room & bathroom! I think I also really was not a good roommate either because I just don't get along with girls and I definitely went through a very judgmental phase in my life.
Roommate number one asked me to move out after a week. We didn't not get along but she wanted her friend to live with her so I agreed, hoping my next roommate and I would mesh better.
I was wrong...Roommate 2 was on the basketball team and always smelled bad. Almost like a fishy smell. At the time I moved in I had a boyfriend and spent most of my time out of the room. When we broke up, she was none too happy about me hanging around more often.
Roommate number 3 was one hell of a peach. She was a freshman and I was a sophomore. She was also very immature and all she wanted to do was party. At one point in the year her friends and she complied a list of all the guys she slept with. It was two rows on a single paper back & front. Mind you it was also "guy with blue hat" or "guy walking back from science class" She hadn't even found out many of their names. One time she even brought a guy back from a party, slept with him while I was on the top bunk and her friend on the futon which was placed in the room so it formed an L with the beds. She couldn't get him to leave so she let him stay the night. Eventually she just left to go to class and her friend left too. They left me alone in the room with a strange guy I'd never met who wouldn't leave. I ended up skipping class because I couldn't get him to leave and I wasn't going to let him stay without me. Eventually I moved out into a room by myself for the remainder of the year.
Roommate number 4 was good. She and I both kept to ourselves but had no problem getting along. We liked similar music and she was an art student so she decorated our room nicely. The only down side is that she was very depressed. The way the room was set up was that I could see her computer screen from my desk. She would leave up things on her computer about how she didn't want to live any more or the world would be better without her. She also had a large amount of pills always around and was a cutter. I unfortunately at that time never really took her too seriously and had no idea what to do to help her. Eventually I moved to a dorm closer to my boyfriends and she transfered to another school I think.
Roommate number 5 was a complete weirdo. She was extremely OCD and would even clean my things. I was definitely a slob in college but I kept things up in that room to keep the peace. She had a group of friends that always hung out in our room and they watched a slew of teeny bopper shows. She didn't have cable or internet at her house so she was addicted to it while at school. She also refused to bunk our beds so there was probably a 3'x3' space in the center of the room to move about in. The door couldn't open all the way if she was sitting at her desk. All we had was 2 wardrobes, a dresser, 2 beds and 2 desks. The room was TINY.
Then the next semester I became an RA. Best decision of my life! lol I don't think I'm very easy to live with either, that and I'm shy/not very talkative so that definitely was a factor in why my roommates and I never really clicking.
My first roommate in college was very strange. She used to steal my spare change and wear wal-mart lingerie around the dorm. She also had a HUGE brown paper bag of condoms that she got for free from Planned Parenthood.
I was not sad to see us part ways.
I was pretty lucky in the roommate lottery. I went to boarding school and a college where everyone lives on campus, so I potentially could have had 8 roommates.
Roommate 1: Totally fine. Only annoying thing was that she had an identical twin sister who also lived in the dorm and they hated being mistaken for one another. I solved this during those four years by calling them both by their last name until I could differentiate.
Roommate 2: Great. We weren't close when we moved in together, but wound up being roomies for two years. Totally fun: our boyfriends were roommates, too.
Senior year in high school, I had a single.
Freshman year: I started out in a triple (always a big problem) after my dad had filled out my application. Since I came last, I was delighted to discover that I had the smallest closet, crappiest desk, and worst bed placement. Both my roomies were really, really into Rush and couldn't fathom why I wasn't interested in going Greek. I moved out at the semester break and moved in with Fat Marci with an I. She took the cake.
It was a party school, she refused to let me keep booze in the room. She would have her boyfriend, "Ratboy", come over and they would regularly have oral sex under the sheets. She claimed to have a learning disorder, but she "studied" on the bed while watching game shows, didn't take any medications, and didn't have any sort of tutor. She was mean, and at one point, she punched me.
When I transferred out of that university, I wrote about my physical altercation with my last roommate and my request for a single was granted.
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I had a roommate who played WoW. I know some of you play it, but I don't and I found this to be weird.
I went to work one morning and he was on the computer (in the dining room, which was cool, because we never used the dining room to eat)
I came home from work and he was still there.
I stayed home for a couple hours and then left to to go the bar... He was still there.
I came home at last call, he was still there.
I woke up the next morning, he was still there.
Literally, none of his clothes changed, nothing else in the apartment moved indicating he had moved. He played for what seemed like OVER 24 hours straight.
He moved when I bought my house. When I told him he needed to move because I wasn't renewing the lease, he said 'Well, can I move with you?'
No. No you can't.
LOL!
You win!!
Yeah.
Neither of us were virgins, but he had only been with one girl. We both believe sex should be saved for marriage, we just weren't perfect in the past.
We knew very early in our relationship we would marry each other, the waiting was difficult but not as bad as I thought it would be. It was so worth it to us, to have our wedding night be the first time.
Andplusalso, we fooled around a lot! Haha
This reminds me of an ex-boyfriend I had who played so much Halo that he was basically my roommate and not my boyfriend. Days upon days of video games. Plus he had that headset and would talk to the other players, I would get excited thinking he was finally communicating with me...nope.
This same boyfriend was at our local pizza place one day when some random guy asked if anybody needed a roommate...welp, we had a 3 bedroom and had room to spare so he invited this perfect stranger to move into our home without asking me first!! You can imagine my surprise when I returned home from work to find my boyfriend not home, and some dude named "Joe" all moved in. This guy was a total drifter weirdo,was roughly 45yrs old and had just showed up in town, nobody knew him. It was very sketchy. I lived with this perfect stranger in my house for 3 weeks before I dumped said BF and moved out. In that time I concluded that roomie Joe definitely had something to hide. He would sit directly next to me on the couch, even though there were several other places to sit. He would concoct weird meals consisting of cabbage and spices and eat directly from the pot and would stink up the whole house. He would often say I reminded him of his ex wife and the only time I asked why he got twitchy and changed the subject. Last straw was in the dead of night a deer was hit outside of our house. We were all woken up by the sound of the accident and went outside. Driver was fine but the deer was not going to live. The driver suggesting calling a police officer to come and put it out of its misery
when all of a sudden Joe freaked out and insisted we not call the police and that he would do it himself. he then went into our basement and retrieved his pistol (WTF) and came out and shot the deer. I had a freaking meltdown and left to stay with my mom for the night. The next day he "confronted" me and said he noticed that I acted uncomfortable around him and wanted to know why. WHY, you ask? Because you could be Buffalo Bill for all I know you f'in creep. Come to find a while after I moved out this guy just randomly disappeared from town again...