This is not the Plaza Hotel
I just sent my roommates an email complaining about their cleaning habits lol
I just sent my roommates an email complaining about their cleaning habits lol
Our roommate does not do ANYTHING to clean the house. And me and Danielle cleaned the whole kitchen and living room by ourselves today. And then he complained that its a mess. So I quit. We are not gonna be his maids anymore.
From now on, we will wash our own dishes and that is it. We are not cleaning anymore. Lets see how you like that.
It’s official. Really.
So, what’s happened since you last tuned in:
- I’m in the process of moving from Tampa back to Orlando due to increasing financial difficulties. My parents are letting me move back in, rent free. Yay.
- I’m trying to sublease my room at the moment. I live in the master bedroom, which makes it particularly attractive. Several people have contacted me and I am very hopeful. However, my roommates (the couple who I live with which is one of the main reasons I am moving in the first place) have literally told me that if I do not let them move into the master bedroom, they are going to cockblock me from getting someone to sublease my room. They are demanding that I sublease their room, which does not have it’s own bathroom and comes with a microscopic closet while they move in to my room once I move out.
- WHAT THE F*CK.
- So anyways, I’m at a loss as to what to do right now. In order for my name to be officially off the lease, everyone who lives in the apartment has to sign a form saying they understand what’s happening and agree. The couple have stated that they will not sign if I do not give them the master bedroom.
- F*CKING AWESOME, RIGHT?
- I don’t know what to do other than acquiesce to their demands, which I absolutely hate doing. I don’t like being forced to comply with other people’s ultimatums.
Any suggestions here?
- pot and ashes on my kitchen counter
- broken blinds
- furniture moved around in the living room
- blankets and pillows strewn across the couch
- liquor in the ice box / ice overflowing
- dirty dishes
- chicken thawing in the sink
- trash overflowing
- my (white) kitchen towels covered in barbecue sauce
- and the house reeked of pot
I really really really strongly dislike my roommates. I’m constantly cleaning or fixing something. I’ve explained to them my aversion to drugs (and they’re too young to buy liquor anyway). It’s upsetting that people can be so disrespectful to common areas. I’m just going to start throwing their shit away when they refuse to clean it up.
WHATEVA WHATEVA.
As always, this is passive aggressive but geez. I need to get this out there.
So…things my roommates are incapable of doing.
- Replacing the toilet paper when it runs out. Putting a new roll on the sink doesn’t count. It’s not that hard.
- Replacing the paper towels. It’s even easier than replacing the toilet paper.
- Sweeping.
- NOT SHEDDING EVERYWHERE. We all know I have the worse hair in the apartment. Thick and curly. So you’d THINK it would be everywhere but hey, I shed in my designated areas. All over the kitchen is straight hair.
- Throwing trash away. McDonalds bags everywhere. Every.Where.
- Cleaning after cooking. Just. It’s not that hard. You get so close to the sink. So close.
- Washing the dishes. I HATE WASHING YOUR DISHES. I DO IT BECAUSE I HATE MOLD MORE.
- ALSO. NOT GROWING MOLD. Mold is disgusting. Also it loves to grow on your food. Especially if it is old. Throw it away. Putting your tupperware in the sink isn’t going to stop it from growing. In fact, that warm, dank place is probably making it worse.
- Cleaning the mold they create. If I were mean, I would leave it on your bed. But I’m not.
- Treating guys right. I’m tired of hearing stories of how you’re with this guy because he pays for your stuff. Are you serious? Are you a moron?
- Treating themselves right. If you don’t even like this guy, why do you whine about him every other day. If he’s as immature, rude, and insensitive as you say he is, ditch him. Apparently you don’t even like him either. He just pays for your stuff. You are definitely a moron.
Please grow up. You are all at least 21.
(Source: thechairmanreturns)
I know my situation could definitely be worse.
Anyone have any horrible roommate stories?
You don’t need to be afraid to clean up your messes in the kitchen. I know it can be really frightening to pick up a paper towel and some multi-surface cleaner, but, I assure you, it’s really not that bad. Nothing bad will happen to you if you clean.
I can’t say the same if you don’t.
Sincerely,
Fed up roommate.
but I gotta hand it to them, they sure are audacious.
You have got to have major balls to bring a friend over to our apartment and talk about how the mess in the kitchen “makes you want to fucking shoot somebody” when you know damn well
- your bitch ass is the one who made the mess
- you know my bedroom door is wide open, but you continue to tell lies like I can’t hear them…
Throwing an all out, all weekend extravaganza when this hoe moves out.
1. hi to everyone
2. shot of whiskey before opening the door
3. practice yogic breath as stand in front of dishwasher {10 items}
4. music blared in noise cancelling headphones
5. all: andrew bird, rihanna, bach, daft punk
6. flip the bird at shut doors
7. practice yogic breath, naked before the shower curtain
8. breathe beyond