Hating on the suitemates
My idiot suitemates like to leave dirty bowls on our sink counter for days upon days. They also like to leave their take-out cartons and empty drink bottles all over our suite lounge area. (And then shriek in horror when they actually do get around to cleaning up their shit because their shit is covered in mold.) A more recent hobby of theirs seems to be leaving their dirty clothes hamper our in the lounge area, and since they have so much laundry that it doesn't fit in their hamper, they like to leave it all over our lounge furniture.
So it's 6:00 in the morning and I'm brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed (yes, getting ready to go sleep) when I noticed this HUGE ant crawling around the counter. I'm not the type to be easily freaked out by bugs, but this little bastard surprised me quite a bit just because I had never seen such big ants on our counter before. (Yes, we've had ant problems before...)
I grabbed a tissue and squished him dead.
So my question is: Am I a bitch for dousing their hamper with Febreeze? And for taping the dead ant to the sink mirror and leaving a sticky note that says "I luuuurveve your moldy dishes!" by it?
(Actually my first thought was to leave the ant corpse into the molding bowl...)
So it's 6:00 in the morning and I'm brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed (yes, getting ready to go sleep) when I noticed this HUGE ant crawling around the counter. I'm not the type to be easily freaked out by bugs, but this little bastard surprised me quite a bit just because I had never seen such big ants on our counter before. (Yes, we've had ant problems before...)
I grabbed a tissue and squished him dead.
So my question is: Am I a bitch for dousing their hamper with Febreeze? And for taping the dead ant to the sink mirror and leaving a sticky note that says "I luuuurveve your moldy dishes!" by it?
(Actually my first thought was to leave the ant corpse into the molding bowl...)