i think my head is going to explode..
I’ve only just started this blog and I am yet to get to the crux of all my current anger and frustrations. The housemates.
I used to call them friends, but since moving in with them, I can barely call them that! To give you some background, I am living in a 3 bedroom place with my boy and another couple – E&N.
We were a little unsure about moving in with them, because we knew them to be spoilt and lazy, but I always thought that hey, my friends would leave me to do everything. How wrong we were.
From the day we signed the lease and one of them didn’t have enough to pay their bond, to their refusal to buy the fridge they had promised until at least 2 weeks in to living their… you know what, I could go on.
So we have been there for over 3 months now and in that time I have nearly had a breakdown. I asked them nicely to help clean, suggested schedules, only to be met with “yeah we will help, just tell us when to do it” and it never to be done. All this came to a head in a big massive fight – initiated by them – which I basically kicked their ass and told them to get off their asses and act like grown ups. For fucks sake, this is the first time Ive lived out of home, but E has been out for a year now, while Nick is older than the rest of us.
I made the decision to stop being nice to them though, and for some strange reason they respond to that. You ask them to please clean up, they do nothing. You yell “clean up your fucking mess” and someone comes running.
I'm not too sure what my goal is with this post because if I was to explain everything they do we would be here all day. But even our mutual friends can't stand them anymore because they seriously just have no respect for anyone else.
I never thought that friends of mine would be happy to live in a house where they don’t care about hygiene and the fact that their friends are spending their weekends cleaning, doing the cooking, whatever.
We have a roster for cleaning now, but they still weren’t doing it, so I asked her when they were going to clean this weekend and she cracked it! She was like “N already vacuumed upstairs and I'm going to mop when I get home from dinner tonight!” and I'm like “sorry, didn’t mean to offend you it just doesn’t look like its clean because theres still mess on the floor.” So yeah… she got home at 10:30 at night, I'm nearly asleep, makes the biggest raquet you’ve ever heard, mops the floor in 5 minutes, then comes upstairs and starts yelling at the boy and N to not walk on the floor downstairs. They're like yeah ok. And shes like “NO I JUST MOPPED DOWNSTAIRS SO NOBODY WALK ON THE FLOOR DOWNSTAIRS.” And the boy is like “we heard you the first time, we aren’t going downstairs and can you stop yelling because people are trying to sleep!” and shes like “JUST DON’T GO DOWNSTAIRS!!!!” then slams the door. I was tempted to yell out “its ok I'm not asleep anymore!”
So Ive decided not to be nice anymore, they're stupid bitches and if they hadn’t made such a big deal about signing a 12 month lease, id be out of there!!
I used to call them friends, but since moving in with them, I can barely call them that! To give you some background, I am living in a 3 bedroom place with my boy and another couple – E&N.
We were a little unsure about moving in with them, because we knew them to be spoilt and lazy, but I always thought that hey, my friends would leave me to do everything. How wrong we were.
From the day we signed the lease and one of them didn’t have enough to pay their bond, to their refusal to buy the fridge they had promised until at least 2 weeks in to living their… you know what, I could go on.
So we have been there for over 3 months now and in that time I have nearly had a breakdown. I asked them nicely to help clean, suggested schedules, only to be met with “yeah we will help, just tell us when to do it” and it never to be done. All this came to a head in a big massive fight – initiated by them – which I basically kicked their ass and told them to get off their asses and act like grown ups. For fucks sake, this is the first time Ive lived out of home, but E has been out for a year now, while Nick is older than the rest of us.
I made the decision to stop being nice to them though, and for some strange reason they respond to that. You ask them to please clean up, they do nothing. You yell “clean up your fucking mess” and someone comes running.
I'm not too sure what my goal is with this post because if I was to explain everything they do we would be here all day. But even our mutual friends can't stand them anymore because they seriously just have no respect for anyone else.
I never thought that friends of mine would be happy to live in a house where they don’t care about hygiene and the fact that their friends are spending their weekends cleaning, doing the cooking, whatever.
We have a roster for cleaning now, but they still weren’t doing it, so I asked her when they were going to clean this weekend and she cracked it! She was like “N already vacuumed upstairs and I'm going to mop when I get home from dinner tonight!” and I'm like “sorry, didn’t mean to offend you it just doesn’t look like its clean because theres still mess on the floor.” So yeah… she got home at 10:30 at night, I'm nearly asleep, makes the biggest raquet you’ve ever heard, mops the floor in 5 minutes, then comes upstairs and starts yelling at the boy and N to not walk on the floor downstairs. They're like yeah ok. And shes like “NO I JUST MOPPED DOWNSTAIRS SO NOBODY WALK ON THE FLOOR DOWNSTAIRS.” And the boy is like “we heard you the first time, we aren’t going downstairs and can you stop yelling because people are trying to sleep!” and shes like “JUST DON’T GO DOWNSTAIRS!!!!” then slams the door. I was tempted to yell out “its ok I'm not asleep anymore!”
So Ive decided not to be nice anymore, they're stupid bitches and if they hadn’t made such a big deal about signing a 12 month lease, id be out of there!!
posted by Sarah at 2:18 pm
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