Hell is a flatmate called Mr TA few years ago I had the misfortune to share a rather run down but spacious flat in Edinburgh. Upon moving in I noticed on closer inspection that the place had also been somewhat neglected on the cleaning front.... whilst sticking to the kitchen floor I tried to introduce the idea of chore sharing on a weekly rota which was agressively refused by a grumpy and obtuse flatmate who responded 'we clean the kitchen floor every 6 months with a metal scouring pad - thats all it needs and I'm not doing any more'. In the corner of the kitchen lay at least 2 years worth of newspapers and beer bottles for recycling and guess what - he was the only person in the flat to have a car.....which he surprisingly refused to use for such a demeaning errand...
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