Life in Wohnung 12
The thing about living in the room that opens onto the kitchen is that I am developing the talent to figure out who is in the kitchen depending on the noises they make.
As a method for avoiding Teh Housemate I Hate it's very effective. Who knew it was possible to bang crockery that loudly without it breaking? Or to have such a misguided perception of everybody else's desire to hear you singing 'Daddy Cool' at the top of your voice?
Also, you know you live in an odd flat when you think thoughts like this:
'Hmmm, well it can't be Antonio because he's mildly afraid of the microwave . . .'
Dear God Annoying Housemate's laugh is like a road drill.
As a method for avoiding Teh Housemate I Hate it's very effective. Who knew it was possible to bang crockery that loudly without it breaking? Or to have such a misguided perception of everybody else's desire to hear you singing 'Daddy Cool' at the top of your voice?
Also, you know you live in an odd flat when you think thoughts like this:
'Hmmm, well it can't be Antonio because he's mildly afraid of the microwave . . .'
Dear God Annoying Housemate's laugh is like a road drill.