hellish flatmatesI had not one but two in a row, my own fault really, gave up a flat due to money problems (lack there of) and went home, got sick of my parents and moved in with a mate who turned out to be a raving alcoholic and king-bore. His day consisted of get up five minutes before he had to go to work, go to work late, come home, get a crate of fosters and drink it all, (Optional trip out to the pub here), go to bed four hours before work, rinse, repeat. The first day i was there i cleaned up. I was there a week and it just kept getting trashed by his obsession with using any open space as a bin. When another mate offered me the post of flatmate at his flat instead I ended up living with a lazy zeppelin. Irony interviened here where he used to spend half his day playing The Sims and getting pissed off that he couldn't get a job on it and the other half of the day going out trying to get a real job and getting pissed off at the fact that nobody in their right mind would employ a foul smelling layabout with no academic skills. Fortunately i've now found a new flat and my new flatmate is just a mild psycho, so i win since i'm a full psycho. Murder Murder Kill Kill :)
/edit forgot to mention i had to clean up the second flat every day too and it still somehow ended up dirtier, then the roof leaked and flatmate 2 just put a bucket under the hole and left it. I have a horrible feeling its still there, it was there a few months after the leakage incident
(/edit forgot to mention i had to clean up the second flat every day too and it still somehow ended up dirtier, then the roof leaked and flatmate 2 just put a bucket under the hole and left it. I have a horrible feeling its still there, it was there a few months after the leakage incident
The Doctor Why is it big and why is there grass?,
Tue 18 Nov 2003, 17:46,
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