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I was passed out one day, after class like a couple of weeks ago. Now, since starting morning labs I've found that I've been passing out for a couple of hours every afternoon. Usually when I wake up, none of my roommates are here. Usually the bathroom door is closed when no one's using it. So, in my half-awake state I headed for the bathroom, 'cause I needed to pee. As I'm turning the doorknob, I hear yelling from inside the bathroom. It was my roommate, and he was cursing the hell out of me. I pull the door close, and head to my room, and about a minute later my roommate scrambles in, pulling his pants up and he yells to me "Don't ever fucking do that again, that really pisses me off!" to which one would think uhm...how often does that happen to someone?
About that same time, I go home for the weekend and I accidentally forget the mail key in my jeans. The mail key is shared by the room, so there's only one. It's a small key, and when my mom decided to do my laundry the key fell on the floor. Well, before I was driven back to my dorm, I looked for my key but did not find it, so when I got back the same roommate asked me for it, and I told him that I would have my dad look for it and drive it down the next day. He gets extremely angry and tells me to go away. My dad then drives all the way down here again just to deliver some key that he didn't even need.
Then, the other night, I'm down with the flu(still am) and I get up at around 3:30 in the morning and I need to pee. I get up, and cross the floor towards the bathroom. The same roommate again wakes up, and says "I swear to God, get your own fucking room man." I can't pee, in the middle of the night, in my own bathroom?
I hate roommates, especially ones with Down syndrome.
About that same time, I go home for the weekend and I accidentally forget the mail key in my jeans. The mail key is shared by the room, so there's only one. It's a small key, and when my mom decided to do my laundry the key fell on the floor. Well, before I was driven back to my dorm, I looked for my key but did not find it, so when I got back the same roommate asked me for it, and I told him that I would have my dad look for it and drive it down the next day. He gets extremely angry and tells me to go away. My dad then drives all the way down here again just to deliver some key that he didn't even need.
Then, the other night, I'm down with the flu(still am) and I get up at around 3:30 in the morning and I need to pee. I get up, and cross the floor towards the bathroom. The same roommate again wakes up, and says "I swear to God, get your own fucking room man." I can't pee, in the middle of the night, in my own bathroom?
I hate roommates, especially ones with Down syndrome.