Storytime: How I Got So SMRT About Dealing With Nutbags

[britpoptarts]

To get smart about nutters, you have to start off young and naive and full of the milk of human kindness and all that soppy stuff. And then deal with nutbags who show you this is not good, survival-wise. In other words, sometimes, if you are a type of person who prefers to learn from experience, then in order to learn that fire is hot, you have to

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[evergrey]

Aaagh! That's some seriously scary shit right there. :/
I'm glad you made it out alive.

[britpoptarts]

I know, right? Geez

[evergrey]

"I expected everyone else on the planet was basically sane and nice, like myself."

I've had a lot of bad experiences, but I am STILL trying to get this into my head, heh.

I would add- even if they cry, if they are an alcoholic or a druggie and they promise they'll "stop right now for good," don't take 'em for their word right away. I had an apartment trashed because of that one. :/

[britpoptarts]

Wise words. My dumber, younger self should have known better.

Not much into blaming myself over the whole deal anymore. Responsible for being naive, yes; responsible for the bad behavior of Cap'n Kook? Hell, no.

[floopyboo]

I learned my don't trust anyone lessons well enough from my family that by the time things started looking bad, I'd be gone. Of course, after a few years of moving every few months I started to wonder if it was me & not them, but a few good experiences since have told me that I was right to be wise to the arseholes.

[britpoptarts]

My family are weird and often annoying, but not dysfunctional. Generally speaking.

So I had ZERO experience with non-normals before this. Artists and writers do not count, seeing as how I am both and am considered mostly harmless and sane. :)

Musicians still must be taken on a case-by-case basis, I'm afraid. :)

[floopyboo]

My family.... well, let's just say that the statue of limitations had passed before I realised one could do anything about it. The past is a country best not visited for me. Happily, the present is just freaking awesome.

I've had my share of scary flatmates & insane boyfriends (never girlfriends, I wonder why chicks seem to be so much saner than guys when it comes to relationships?) but thanks to my childhood, I ran screaming from them at the first opportunity.

[floopyboo]

statute. teach me to type while I'm robing. :D

[nesmith]

Sadly I don't have any, as stmatthew and I are pretty much simpatico. Sometimes she gets on my nerves and I know I get on hers, but we get along 99.9% of the time.

Her last roommate, however, was a real pill. He was an old friend of hers and generally a nice guy (very much a gamer-type) with an odd sense of humor and an Uma Thurman/Drew Barrymore fixation. Her long-time roommate had passed, and she was really struggling, so when he offered to move in and help pay the bills it seemed ideal.

Then he quit his job, didn't have a car and showed no intention of getting another job, laid around the house and made messes all over (which she was expected to clean after working a twelve-hour shift), never cleaned, and was just generally a lazy worthless pile of crap. I can't count the number of times I nearly drove down there to beat the crap out of him myself.

[britpoptarts]

I lived with a lazy filthpig, too. That's a story for another day.

I don't have the energy to describe the feces, stink, and overall disgusting dirty scum behaviors right now.

Untidiness I can handle, though I might grouch about shoes on floors or other random minor messes. Slovenly filth? Not my bag.

Right now I am so overextended that my own living space is untidy. I don't like it, but I know I won't uncover a nest of rats when I move, either. And I change my sheets more often than never, thanksalot. :)

[zillah975]

Holy crap.

You have just made every nutjob ex-roomie and ex-boyfriend I've ever had sound like puppies and roses.

*hugs you lots* I'm glad you're not hanging with the nutjobs anymore.

[britpoptarts]

That's...good, right?

Puppies and roses are awesome.

Yeah, nutjobbery has lost any quaint appeal it might have once had. :P I don't have time for it these days.

I'm lucky if I get ten minutes in the shower some days.

[zillah975]

That's...good, right?

Heh. Well, it's good for me.... Not so much for you, I'm thinking -- you've set the bar pretty high for omgcrazy roomies.

[britpoptarts]

Yeah, I should have built up to this one. My other tales are exciting but not as scary. LOL

Oh the stories I could tell you!

[tanyad]

Here you go:

This is the tale of bad roomie #2
http://tanyad.livejournal.com/85500.html

Roomie #1 was an asshole through and through... who brought his stupid as fuck gf to live there against my wishes, and when I said she had to go since she was paying no rent, running up bills and being a waste of space, he moved with no notice and while I was out for the day at class.

Needless to say I will NEVER have another room mate again.

Re: Oh the stories I could tell you!

[britpoptarts]

Holy shizz!

Too much online drama, kid! I don't know how you dealt.

And did you ever get your stuff back? Dirty rotten thieving scoundrel. Grr.

Re: Oh the stories I could tell you!

[tanyad]

Nope did not get a dime of money, nor my stuff back. I dealt because the people he tried to convince that I was a raging bitch saw through his bullshit.

Also, I know that he's a fucktard that will get what he so richly deserves out of life... nothing.

Glad to hear you got out of a bad situation

Re: Oh the stories I could tell you!

[britpoptarts]

Yeah, the gay rent-dodger still has some of my crap. Eventually it wasn't worth dickering about.

And we did get the back rent.