i fucking hate my roommates
last time they all went away for the weekend, they left me a nasty note above the sink telling me to do the dishes because they were starting to smell. NONE OF THEM WERE MINE!!! I ended up doing them because I was having a party that weekend and it smelled...but I hardly eat in the apartment, and when I do, I use only a few things. THESE things left in the sink were dishes I never use, cookwear I don't even know how to use, and food left in tupperwear that I don't eat/make. So I left another note asking them to please clean their dishes before they went away for the weekend.
I KNEW it was going to happen again, and of course, a pile of dirty dishes were left in the sink, knives were left on the countertop, dirty shot glasses left lying around, and general crap left all around...and they all went away for the weekend. i just got home and one of them starts asking me if I could do my dishes. ONE OF THEM IN THE WHOLE FUCKING PILE IS MINE. Then she tells me theyre cleaning out the fridge. I only have a few things in there. she asks if I can move the big rice bowl inside to a smaller tupperwear...and it ISNT MINE DAMMIT
I'm sick and tired of them blaming everything on me just because I'm the random person who lives with them. Just because they're all buddy buddy with each other doesnt mean they shouldnt keep each other accountable for roommate duties. I'm hardly ever home, I hardly ever eat here or even cook, and when I do I make sure to clean all the things that are mine within a reasonable amount of time.
and my rooom....I didn't mention this before but my room is TINY and my roommate decided to get a queen sized bed in february...when we move out in june. WTF we already live in a fucking shoebox. no fucking consideration for other people. GAHHHH.
I KNEW it was going to happen again, and of course, a pile of dirty dishes were left in the sink, knives were left on the countertop, dirty shot glasses left lying around, and general crap left all around...and they all went away for the weekend. i just got home and one of them starts asking me if I could do my dishes. ONE OF THEM IN THE WHOLE FUCKING PILE IS MINE. Then she tells me theyre cleaning out the fridge. I only have a few things in there. she asks if I can move the big rice bowl inside to a smaller tupperwear...and it ISNT MINE DAMMIT
I'm sick and tired of them blaming everything on me just because I'm the random person who lives with them. Just because they're all buddy buddy with each other doesnt mean they shouldnt keep each other accountable for roommate duties. I'm hardly ever home, I hardly ever eat here or even cook, and when I do I make sure to clean all the things that are mine within a reasonable amount of time.
and my rooom....I didn't mention this before but my room is TINY and my roommate decided to get a queen sized bed in february...when we move out in june. WTF we already live in a fucking shoebox. no fucking consideration for other people. GAHHHH.