Petty Is My Middle Name
Oh my god, I am so exasperated with my roommate right now.
I'm normally willing to be pretty lax on the cleaning thing, because hey, I know we're both pretty busy, and sometimes dishes just aren't that high of a priority. It's not like I've never left some plates sitting in the sink because I had too much studying to bother. And especially this month, when she's taking her GRE, I don't mind if she doesn't bother to clear her books off the table for a few days. It's not a big deal.
But for fuck's sake. She left for a two week trip to POLAND this morning, and left behind:
a sink full of dirty dishes (some of which have been there since before I went to SF)
books and notes for her exams all over the living room
open bags of chips, wine bottles, and used glasses from the group she had over last night
a huge of pistachio shells sitting on the table
a grad student sleeping in her room
Oddly enough, the grad student bothers me least of all, because he's nice and quiet and she asked me last night if it would be okay if he stayed here while she was gone (and I said yes, even though I was really looking forward to having a No-Pants-Required Week around the apartment, because she's mentioned a few times before that he's functionally homeless at the moment and I'm petty but not an asshole). But I am seriously pissed off that I had to spend ten minutes this morning picking broken glass shards out of the drain because I didn't see the shot glasses in the sink before the garbage disposal ate them.
Seriously, who the fuck leaves this much mess behind on their way off to a foreign country? I AM YOUR ROOMMATE, NOT YOUR HOUSEKEEPER.
In revenge, I am eating her pierogi while she's gone.
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I'm normally willing to be pretty lax on the cleaning thing, because hey, I know we're both pretty busy, and sometimes dishes just aren't that high of a priority. It's not like I've never left some plates sitting in the sink because I had too much studying to bother. And especially this month, when she's taking her GRE, I don't mind if she doesn't bother to clear her books off the table for a few days. It's not a big deal.
But for fuck's sake. She left for a two week trip to POLAND this morning, and left behind:
a sink full of dirty dishes (some of which have been there since before I went to SF)
books and notes for her exams all over the living room
open bags of chips, wine bottles, and used glasses from the group she had over last night
a huge of pistachio shells sitting on the table
a grad student sleeping in her room
Oddly enough, the grad student bothers me least of all, because he's nice and quiet and she asked me last night if it would be okay if he stayed here while she was gone (and I said yes, even though I was really looking forward to having a No-Pants-Required Week around the apartment, because she's mentioned a few times before that he's functionally homeless at the moment and I'm petty but not an asshole). But I am seriously pissed off that I had to spend ten minutes this morning picking broken glass shards out of the drain because I didn't see the shot glasses in the sink before the garbage disposal ate them.
Seriously, who the fuck leaves this much mess behind on their way off to a foreign country? I AM YOUR ROOMMATE, NOT YOUR HOUSEKEEPER.
In revenge, I am eating her pierogi while she's gone.
This entry was originally posted at http://masterofmidgets.dreamwidth.org/225854.html. You can also comment there using OpenID.