Some dipstick I went to Uni with
Everyone had to share washing machines in the cellar of the halls. One day, I needed to do a wash so I went downstairs - there was stuff in all the machines so I was going to have to empty one. Picked one at random and started taking stuff out and piling it on a chair.

At which point said dipstick walks in:

"What the fuck are you doing handling my underwear you fucking pervert?!?!?!?!"

To which I calmly replied:

"Getting it out of the washing machine so I can do a wash"

Which seemed to be a massively confusing concept, and it took me about five minutes to allay her fears that I was some sort of knicker thief.

Said dipstick generally had problems understanding what was going on. She also once accused me of using 'her toilet', apparently under the impression that in University halls, the single toilet block in our building was reserved solely for her use.

In retrospect, I think she might have been a bit thick...
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 9:55, 4 replies)

Not thick just bleedin selfish....
A similar washing machine hoggit was the bane of my life at college, He would bung a load of clothes in set it to wash, and then promply forget their existance. People would be polite, keep checking to see if it was emptied and wait maybe a day before muttering "fucking hell" & taking his washed-but-damp clothes out and dumping it in a pile on the floor so they could utilise said machine.

This would result in a few days later him roaming round the house shouting "WHO THE FUCK TOOK MY CLOTHES OUT OF THE WASHER?" and him being in arsey strop with everyone. After a bit of diplomatic conversation where we tried to point out that the washer was for the use of the entire household. We agreed that if we ever had to empty it of his clothes then we would put them in a plastic bag and leave them next to the machine...

That Friday he stuck metric ton of colthes in, bunged it on a boil wash and then fucked off to catch a train for a long weekend up the other end of the country.

His load of washing, WAS removed, put into a plastic bag.... A half filled bin bag, which oddly someone had dumped half a bag of plain flour into beforehand, and which several people took great joy in adding used tea bags to for the rest of the weekend.

As I say, not thick just bloody selfish.
( The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 10:36, closed)

In retrospect, I think she might have been a bit thick...
...and yet, at University...?

More quality meeja study degree students.
( Another_tragic_case wished he hadn't eaten all the cake, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 10:54, closed)

I think she was doing history, actually
And this was at Oxford.

Still a thickie though.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 11:20, closed)

Ahh. Rich parents.

( Another_tragic_case wished he hadn't eaten all the cake, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 11:36, closed)