Posted on 08/11/2014 6:41:26 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Second roommate cried her eyes out 24/7 over bf back home. A couple weeks into the semester, I came in from class and saw she'd left. Silly thing was valedictorian so had a free ride.
Third roommate never spoke a word but cooed like a dove 24/7. Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo... I stayed out of the room as much as possible and was only in there to sleep. She didn't come back the next semester.
By then, my best friend and I decided we were done with random roommate assignments so she moved in. She tried to steal my boyfriend so I moved. That suite mate, and long time friend, who was the life of the party and sort of loose, without a word to any of us, married a Mennonite (?) she'd just met and totally disappeared. Her parents quit their jobs and disappeared, too. I still worry about her.
Moved back to my original room when the bf flirt transferred at the end of that semester. That was when I found out a private room was $7.50/semester. No joke. $7.50! Needless to say, I had a private room the rest for the rest of college.
Well, sort of private. The only roommate that stayed the whole time was a poltergiest. Weird spooky stuff happened all the time but that's a tale for the FR Halloween threads.
The worst suite mate horror story was when some of us were invited to her parents’ house for the weekend. Never again. We stopped off at her brother's apt. who informed us their parents didn't know but he was in some sort of protective custody and that if we heard noise in the ceiling, it was his security person. Everyone thought he was just trying to pull his little sister's leg but there was noise up there when he went to other rooms. When we were leaving to go out to eat, he announced loudly to the ceiling our plans and announced them again to a vehicle in the parking lot. Ok, getting weird. When we were eating, he said specific vehicles would drive by and specific people would come in and do certain things. Yes, it all happened as he said it would. That was more than enough so we were outta there. One of our group delayed us by going to the restroom and one of the watchers tried to get in but someone passed in the hallway so he backed off. Suite mate went a bit nutty after that and left at the end of the semester.
I was the roommate from hell in college.
Were you the guy who took a dump in that weird guy’s desk drawer down the hall?
First college roommate never wore socks in his tennis shoes or loafers and ran a lot, he literally stunk up the room and the hallway until someone stole all of his shoes and threw them in the cafeteria’s dumpster one weekend (no idea how they gained access). He was mad as hell but had a shoulder injury, so he could not fight...his dad is/was a rich CEO of a Fortune 500 company, so $500 wasn’t a big deal. No idea of where he is now, probably sailing on the Cape and married to Muffy in Wellesley.
When I was going off to college I got placed with a roommate who was a preaacher’s son. Shortly after moving in I found out he was GAY. I managed to move to another room QUICKLY.
After dropping out and joining the Navy, I encountered a sailor on my ship who believed the boot camp warning about dropping the soap in the shower. He would not bathe on the ship. Our shipmates fixed that. He woke up in the middle of the night with a pillowcase over his head, was dragged into the head where he was stripped and cleaned with scalding hot water, scouring powder, and scrub brushes.
Ft Gordon GA - August - December 1979....will be in the Ft Jackson area though this weekend - my son will be attending USC and it’s move in weekend - will be driving right by the exit!
One semester my room mate had the lower bunk and also had a glass eye. I had the top bunk. He would put his glass eye on the night stand, staring out across the room, and stay up all night reading comic books (with the other eye), smoking cigarettes. EVERY night. He never went to classes, and still had a B average in engineering college.
“Were you the guy who took a dump in that weird guy’s desk drawer down the hall?”
Now you’ve done it. You went and stirred up all my wonderful memories of good old Harvard.
I was too.
I was the guy who filled two trash cans with water, propped them up against the Resident Advisor's door, and then knocked. She also got an entire bean bag chair full of Styrofoam 'beans' blown under her door with my girlfriend's hair dryer.
I was the guy who launched bottle rockets and shot squirrels with a pellet gun out of the dorm window.
I was also the guy who threatened my roomie with a large knife because he only had 2 pairs of pants and did laundry once a month. I used to wake him up in the middle of the night...he left. My girlfriend then moved in...to be 18 and stupid again!
No, but I was the guy who puked red wine out the window at the end of the hall, leaving red all over window sills of the bottom two floors.
“Well, sort of private. The only roommate that stayed the whole time was a poltergiest. Weird spooky stuff happened all the time but that’s a tale for the FR Halloween threads”
Love ghost stories, so I’m holding you to that. Be sure to ping me. :-)
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