I allowed a friend to move in because his last roomate was a real screwup with booze and other illicit substances. Well, my new roomate proceeded to use metal in my non-stick cookware, never cleaned the sink. Smoked in the apartment, when I deliberately told him not to. It was great when I'd get home at night, and put the trash outside the door, knowing he'd be leaving earlier for work than I would. I'd wake up the next morning, and almost trip down the stairs b/c he'd left the garbage bag right in front of the door. Finally, I told him to clean the shower. He said he'd get around to it. I got fed up. He'd spend the night at his girlfriend's, and come home in the morning to shower..this went on for days. I decided to remove the shower curtain and throw it out. Do you think that stopped him? NOOOOO. My landlady wanted to know why the ceiling under me was leaking. Well, that S-for brains showered in the bathroom with no shower curtain, because he said "his girlfriend didn't like him showering at her place.", and had the gall to ask me when I'd be replacing the curtain. He got really mad when I said: "When you clean the bathroom." He left a few weeks later over a rent dispute. NEVER AGAIN!!!!
ROFL. What a lazy bum!
Only had one roomie. In London in the 70's. We were both Navy on staff duty at the embassy. Worked the same shift.
Shared this big house near Wembly Statium. My problem was his total lack of discretion. We were both single and in our early 20's with all the attendant hormonal issues, but Jeez Luweez, he was a penis with feet.
Whatever bimbo of the moment he brought home, wouldn't get past the foyer or the living room. Can't count on both hands the number of times I (and with date sometime) caught him en flagrante'. It got to where I would leave my date on the porch and "check it out" first.
I'm by far from being a prude, but isn't that why bedrooms have doors???
Other than that, he was a great guy...