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What was your worst flat share experience? Tell us, for we want to know.

(, Thu 5 Apr 2007, 18:22)
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Hello Daaave.
Up until about a year and a half ago I shared an apartment with an IT manager chap called Dave. Sounds like a well balanced fella, good job, had a nice lass who I got on well with and when she was around Dave was indeed a fairly alright bloke. When she wasn't around, however, which was most of the time, he turned into a fucking twat. Examples of this are:

1. Finding that he had drawn a line in permanent black marker on the kettle (my kettle) to mark where the kettle should be filled to to save on electricity. "Only fill to here for 1 cup". Ummm why Dave ? Why ? It's already on there in white next to the transparent fill level thing. Look you can see it.

2. The grill packed up whilst Dave was trying to cook sausages. I know this as I heard a blood chilling scream followed by a minute of what sounded like someone hitting something metal with something heavy. Imagine my surprise to find Dave, red faced, wielding a marble rolling pin beating the crap out of the cooker. It was fairly messed up. He looked up and said "sorry I got a bit of rage there". Dave just use the frying pan.

3. I did the washing up one night and left it on the drainer to dry. I couldn't be arsed to dry it with a tea towel. I'll put it away when I get back from work tomorrow. Well I didn't and went out and had beer after work. I came in fairly pissed about 2am to find all my washing up on the kitchen floor. Not piled up but spread out so you couldnt even get in the kitchen without treading on stuff. This annoyed me so I started to put it away with added cupboard slamming and rattling of drawers. Well it seems that in my eagerness to make right I'd woken poor Dave up. For shame ! Needless to say we had a right old go at each other which basically ended up with me explaining how much of a twat he was. Citing previous examples, as seen above, to illustrate my argument. I then went to bed. About five minutes later I hear another torrent of surpressed rage spew forth followed half a second later by the sound of smashing crockery. He'd launched two plates down the hall to smash against the door frame of the sitting room. Well unfortunately this pissed me off no end and another ruck ensued which only ended after I had to give him a well deserved slap.
(, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 12:08, Reply)

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