OK, not a flatmate, but...
Several years ago, I attended a science fiction convention. (Yeah, isn't there another thread for 'sad confessions' - anyway...)
Booking late as usual, all my mates already had sharers, so I unwisely checked the 'find me a roommate' box on a hotel booking form. They had boxes for 'smoking/non-smoking', 'male/female', etc. but they didn't have the ones that really mattered: 'washing/non-washing' and 'snoring/non-snoring'.
This guy apparently had not bathed for a week, and carried this on for the whole week we shared this room. That was pretty bad, but the snoring was just out of this world.
I had brought earplugs with me (knowing that this was a risk), but they were ineffective to say the least. It was impossible to tune him out because he would not breathe for over a minute - I know this because I was counting through clenched teeth for most of the first night - then snore really loud, really fast, like a warthog panting, for another minute. Then repeat. Then repeat. Then REPEAT. Then smash smash smash kill suffocate... well, I thought about it.
The only cure was to stay up till 5am getting completely wasted and rely on alcoholic exhaustion to ensure a modicum of slumber.
(Actually, it was so unbelievable, that I actually recorded a .wav file with my PDA. It must be kicking around on an archive disk somewhere - I'll post it if I can find it.)
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Tue 18 Nov 2003, 16:58,
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Booking late as usual, all my mates already had sharers, so I unwisely checked the 'find me a roommate' box on a hotel booking form. They had boxes for 'smoking/non-smoking', 'male/female', etc. but they didn't have the ones that really mattered: 'washing/non-washing' and 'snoring/non-snoring'.
This guy apparently had not bathed for a week, and carried this on for the whole week we shared this room. That was pretty bad, but the snoring was just out of this world.
I had brought earplugs with me (knowing that this was a risk), but they were ineffective to say the least. It was impossible to tune him out because he would not breathe for over a minute - I know this because I was counting through clenched teeth for most of the first night - then snore really loud, really fast, like a warthog panting, for another minute. Then repeat. Then repeat. Then REPEAT. Then smash smash smash kill suffocate... well, I thought about it.
The only cure was to stay up till 5am getting completely wasted and rely on alcoholic exhaustion to ensure a modicum of slumber.
(Actually, it was so unbelievable, that I actually recorded a .wav file with my PDA. It must be kicking around on an archive disk somewhere - I'll post it if I can find it.)