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Oh my god I hate roommates!
On Friday when I left there were dishes in the sink and the dishwasher, there was food splatter all over the stove, counters and floor and the place was a general nasty mess. I figured that I would give them the weekend to clean up the place since most of the mess was created by them. I come back Monday to find that there are even more dishes in the sink, same dirty dishes in the dishwasher, more sticky goop everywhere and even more spatter. So I gave them one more day. When I came back this afternoon, She was sitting on her ass playing around on her laptop watching some crap show on TV.
I did feel sorry that she is in the situation that she is in. But I do not want to have to live in her squalor. Just because she was dumped a month ago(!!!) does not mean that she gets to sit around this apartment twiddling her thumbs while I pick up the mess.
The living room is also a huge mess. She lives on the couch all day long. It's kinda like one of those fat people that are so morbidly obese that they cannot move from one spot except that she isn't, she is just lazy. She does load after load of laundry (why I don't know its not like she does enough to make the clothes dirty...) and they all are sitting on one of the couches, bras, undies and various other not delightful articals of clothing littered across half the living room. I hate living area messes.
On Friday when I left there were dishes in the sink and the dishwasher, there was food splatter all over the stove, counters and floor and the place was a general nasty mess. I figured that I would give them the weekend to clean up the place since most of the mess was created by them. I come back Monday to find that there are even more dishes in the sink, same dirty dishes in the dishwasher, more sticky goop everywhere and even more spatter. So I gave them one more day. When I came back this afternoon, She was sitting on her ass playing around on her laptop watching some crap show on TV.
I did feel sorry that she is in the situation that she is in. But I do not want to have to live in her squalor. Just because she was dumped a month ago(!!!) does not mean that she gets to sit around this apartment twiddling her thumbs while I pick up the mess.
The living room is also a huge mess. She lives on the couch all day long. It's kinda like one of those fat people that are so morbidly obese that they cannot move from one spot except that she isn't, she is just lazy. She does load after load of laundry (why I don't know its not like she does enough to make the clothes dirty...) and they all are sitting on one of the couches, bras, undies and various other not delightful articals of clothing littered across half the living room. I hate living area messes.