When I was at uniI lived with 3 other people in a fab flat. Because I'd found the flat (and also was the only domesticated one among us and came complete with kitchen utensils), I had the biggest, nicest room.
I dropped out of my course, and found myself with a room to shift or I'd have to pay for the entire term, but my previously pleasant flatmates decided that due to me 'stealing' the frying pan (that I'd brought with me - never mind all the other kitchen stuff which was mine) when I left, they'd break into my room and one of them moved into it, swapping it for a small, poky, damp room she'd painted lime green in a moment of madness.
As if this wasn't going to make it hard enough to fill the room, they made extra sure by throwing beer cans and fag ends at whoever came round to the house to look at the room until they went away.
They cost me a grand, and all for a frying pan, bastards!
(I dropped out of my course, and found myself with a room to shift or I'd have to pay for the entire term, but my previously pleasant flatmates decided that due to me 'stealing' the frying pan (that I'd brought with me - never mind all the other kitchen stuff which was mine) when I left, they'd break into my room and one of them moved into it, swapping it for a small, poky, damp room she'd painted lime green in a moment of madness.
As if this wasn't going to make it hard enough to fill the room, they made extra sure by throwing beer cans and fag ends at whoever came round to the house to look at the room until they went away.
They cost me a grand, and all for a frying pan, bastards!
kitty_cat,
Mon 17 Nov 2003, 15:01,
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