Drama, drama, drama!
I live with four people around my age, all of whom I know from church (see previous entry) and all of whom are pastors kids. I thought this share housing thing would be fun, but I was clearly mistaken.
So apparently the other night one of the gang (hereafter known as the Accused) had a bunch of friends over watching a movie. At about 3am a guy we know decided that it would be a great time to wander into our house uninvited wearing a scream mask and waving a knife around AS A JOKE!!!!!! (where do I find these people I call friends?). The girls I live with were woken up by the screaming masked friend running around the house banging on peoples bedroom doors AS A JOKE!!!!!!! (???). It just goes to show how tired I've been lately because apparently I slept through a massive argument. The girls have no idea what actually happened, except that they were woken up at 3am and they didn't like it. They erroneously laid all the blame on the other housemate and then went on to tell every mutual friend they could think of (slander is a beautiful thing) what an absolute turd of a person he is. So now they're staying at grandparents because they're scared to come home (which they wouldn't be if they actually talked to Accused to get the full story) and horrible and mostly false rumours of what happened are flying around our social circle. This is bad particularly because accused is a youth leader in our church. Most of what I know about the events of that night is hearsay. A big, fuzzy mess of accusations.
Whatever I do to avoid the drama in my house, it makes little difference because I'm the one everyone comes to when they want to whinge about each other. Christians are the most skilled of gossips and I seem to hear all the dirt on everyone whether I want to or not.
So accused housemate apologises for the drama and the girls tell him it's fine. Let's put it behind us. Girls then call their pastor dad, who then calls accused's boss (!!!!!) to complain about accused. (the house we're renting actually belings to our church, who we rent off, which apparently means that what happens in the house is everyones business). Accused is understandably furious about this. So am I. These are adults we're talking about! And I signed up to houseshare with four specific people and not their parents, his boss or anyone else. As my bestie would say, those ladies need to put on their big girl panties and deal with it. But since they won't, I'll probably have to. We're having a house meeting tonight and I have a feeling it's all going to end in a massive argument and accused moving out. There's so much manipulation, gossip, accusation. Why do I put up with it? (the answer to that question is insanely low rent and walking distance to work).
So I'm heading home to house meeting and then back here to vent some more. See you on the flip side.
Grace.