Dec 03, 2011 16:36
I'm so frustrated I just want to rip my hair out.
My roommate drama can never end. One failed out of school, and this one is a child. She takes no responsibility for anything, is horrifically immature, and lately has been down right bitchy. 3 weeks ago I let her borrow my [very expensive Devocoux] saddle for a horse show that she can afford to go to and I couldn't. She doesn't have a saddle, I know she loves it, and I didn't need it that weekend.
About 2 weeks ago, I had looked around for it in the tack room, and my saddle was not there. When I asked her about it, she said it was probably in there and I had missed it (not impossible, I agreed) because two other girls brought up all the saddle from the trailler. But to be sure, she would check.
Yesterday, I go to ride and it is still not present. I call her, and she says she does not know, but that she will find it. Since I was AT my lesson, that wasn't really feasible, so I went to check the trailer to make sure it didn't get left down there. Low and Behold, not only was my saddle locked in a trailer for 3 weeks, it had fallen off the saddle rack and lay crumpled upside down on itself with the flaps bent in all directions for 3 weeks.
She told me I 'didn't have to be so rude . its not like she wouldn't replace it.'
I'm just not sure how to be more rationale. That isn't the POINT. And when I tried to explain that this is liek my prized possession, I saved up for a long time to buy it with my own money, and that I thought she would say 'sorry' as opposed to 'you're rude', I get back a 'this isn't something you text about. I'll talk to you later" And proceeds to ignore my phone calls.
Not something you text about? How about not something you DO. You say SORRY when you potentially ruin other people's possessions.
I know this is several weeks worth of snippy comments on her part leading up to my current state. I don't want to nit pick and parent her when she makes poor choices that almost no other college student makes. I am not her mother... but I don't know how to live with her when she is like this. If I ignore I get to this point. If I try to address it I get snotty comments and feel guilty for bringing it up. And the one time I feel like even if I was rude (which...I'm sorry. I wasn't) it was justified, somehow it all ends with her living in her zero consequence world, taking no responsibility for her actions.
On a happier note... I broke 3 Andalusians today. Stallions are cool..
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