“I Can’t Do This Anymore!”: People Share Their Worst Roommate Stories

When you share a space with someone as personal as a house or room, you want to be able to share with someone you are compatible with. Though we try our best to very our roommates, sometimes, we just don’t have the full picture until it's too late. 

You are not alone, these people from all over the globe share their worst roommate stories. Some of these will want to make you live alone forever. 

 1. Just buy some

I had a roommate who absolutely refused to buy toilet paper. After weeks of her stealing ours, the other 3 of us started hiding it so she would be forced to buy her own.

Instead, she started taking heaps of napkins from restaurants and stealing rolls of our paper towels. One night we all went out to dinner, came home, and the entire basement was flooded because she backed up the toilet with god only knows how much crap that shouldn't ever be flushed.

That and she would keep piles of old food lying around her room...never did laundry...most disgusting human being I've ever met.

Demonfizz

Got a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue for my birthday from a friend. I went out of town. My roommate proceeds to drink half the bottle and then fill it up with water like I wouldn't notice.

He then had the audacity to lie about it and continues to this day. I do believe he doesn't remember though. He got laid off after getting a DUI. He proceeded to drink himself stupid for eight months and was eventually taking our rent money to pay his car bill.

I didn't realize til we had an eviction notice. I then forced him to get his parents to pay for our three months of rent he didn't pay but I still have an eviction on my record.

I have a copy of the notice that says I was not evicted so wherever I go I have to show that to future landlords or when I buy a house so we don't get denied.

RandyJackson

I had to work abroad for three months. I came home to discover the bathroom light bulb had blown just after I left. My roommate felt she couldn't change it herself so called an electrician.

The electrician laughed at her and told her she could save a fortune and do it herself. She still hadn't done it by the time I got back.

Needless to say, I fixed it in about 5 minutes. It would have been sooner but I couldn't stop chuckling at the thought of her crapping in the dark for months.

ilythya

For me, it was probably the girl who dated the homeless drug dealer. He ended up moving into our apartment (without my permission) and started dealing out of our apartment (definitely without my permission).

Oh and did I mention that he also had the rankest boots I've ever smelled that he would leave in the living room? They were foul and I simply couldn’t stand that guy.

ashley1018

Circa 2001. It was my first apartment and I wasn't a good judge of roommate character back then. I was working at a welding shop and had befriended this big Mexican guy after driving him home from work.

It was enough to start hanging out at his house after work for a few beers and his mom's excellent biscuits and gravy she'd make for us.

Naturally, we thought it would be a good idea to roommate at my place to cut down on expenses. Little did I know, he was one of those drinkers that blackout and destroy everything.

Each day after work was him with a case of beer and getting into arguments with kids in Yahoo chat rooms over a mic until he would pass out.

It escalated. He quit going to work and I'd come home with him passed out, vomit all over the floors, piss in the corners, half-eaten pizza face down on the couch, the works.

I started telling him he needed to leave but he wasn't hearing it. Eventually, he got arrested for something and ended up in jail. I was free. For a while. He got out and I woke to banging on my door. I didn't let him in. (His mom collected all his things when he got locked up)

Fast forward to recently, I'd been overseas for 6 years and moved back to my home state afterward, and recently stumbled across his Facebook page after not having seen or heard from him in 13 years.

We spent some time talking. He's doing really well now, training to be an addiction counselor, and I'm happy for him. He’s been on quite the journey.

DoNotSexToThis

My first roommate in college was a nightmare. She'd party all night and then wake me up at 4 am when she got in to see if she got any phone calls (this was before cell phones were common, but our college phones had voicemail).

It was a dry campus, and she would drink all the time in the dorm and leave bottles and cans all over the place. I drank too, but I at least had the common sense to hide the bottles!

She'd come back from sorority parties trashed off her butt and expected me to take care of her. It came to a head when I went back home for the weekend, and when I got back she had put a leaky McDondald's cup on my brand-new laptop. Who knows how long it had been sitting there?

I told her I was going down to the student life office to see about getting my own dorm. It was worth the extra fee to live alone. Luckily there was an empty dorm on the same floor I had been on and was able to move there.

I went back to my dorm to start packing up, and the jerk had already moved all of my stuff out into the hallway! I hadn't even told her I was able to move out yet! Turns out she wasn't cut out for college, anyway. She dropped out after one year.

AnnieB25

I had a roommate who would (attempt to) leave unjustified scathing, passive-aggressive notes for just everyone: our apartment neighbors, cars parked outside, and even our landlady.

The kind of notes with overly polite language, underlines, and randomly capitalized words. Always written in red marker. Always rude enough to get the crap beaten out of her. Always signed from both of us.  

I spent that year following her around and removing the notes as quickly and quietly as possible. I couldn’t handle being a villain.

Petrilstatusfull

Mine is an interesting one. I lived with a magician. Of the many moments, the odd one that I remember vividly was when he was about to leave the country for almost 2 months.

Before he left (I’m talking about hours before going to the airport) he filled the freezer with whole chickens. When he came back, he then got really upset when we told him we had eaten them to free up space.

superfrankii

My roommate called an ambulance on our other roommate in the middle of the night because she thought our roommate was hurting herself.

Her evidence: there were red spots on a towel. What actually happened was that our roommate dyed her hair red, which she showed off the day before to everyone.

She didn't even tell anyone what she found. She just assumed the worst and called the authorities. The drama that followed was quite something.

awkward-cereal

A friend of mine needed a roommate in a house where he already held a lease. I moved in and paid him rent instead of adding my name to the lease.

I lived there for about three months and it was great. He was always cleaning, literally always. It seemed pretty great until I came home from work one day.

There was a pink note stuck to the front door that said we were being evicted because we hadn't paid rent in three months.

Turns out that cleaning was what he liked to do while high on certain substances. It all worked out though. I talked with the landlady and she kicked him out and I took over the lease.

I_dont_kidd

My friend's roommate comes stumbling into their dorm room (freshman year). It's blatantly obvious that she is drunk beyond reason. She starts shouting "I NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM", which wakes up my friend.

She sees her roommate just staggering back and forth through the doorway. She stayed in bed because she really didn't know how to react. Her roommate returns through the door once more and reiterates that she needs to go to the bathroom.

Before her roommate had left to go to a party, she had placed her white Mac laptop on her chair by her desk. The rationale here is that we believe the white from the laptop on the seat made the chair look like a porcelain load-throne in the mind of her drunken roommate.

So she approaches the chair, pulls down her pants, and sits on her laptop. My friend braces herself because this situation can only go one way.

As she braced for impact, her roommate released a sigh of relief that unfortunately is synchronized with the release of her bladder and bowels.

Despite her laptop being covered in all sorts of body fluids, her roommate denies that this ever happened. She refuses to accept the truth.

storefront

So I lived in a dorm room with two other guys. There was one bunk bed and one single. I slept in the single and the other two in the bunk bed. We'll call Larry the guy on the bottom bunk and Erik the guy on the top.

It was Saturday night and we all came back drunk from parties at different times. So it's about 2-3 am and we are all in bed. All of a sudden I begin to hear this faint moaning.

I pick my head up and see Larry laughing his butt off but trying to stay quiet. Up above him is Erik who apparently is watching graphic videos on his phone... out loud.

Their bed was shaking. One of the most awkward experiences. The worst part was that this was the first of three times that this happened. We never confronted him

ShizzleTown

I used to be Mormon and went to BYU's Rexburg campus in eastern Idaho. I shared an apartment with one guy who took the prohibition from drinking coffee VERY seriously.

He refused to call our coffee table anything but a "hot cocoa table." Then he spotted a bottle of Coffee Mate creamer (which I would put in hot chocolate) I had in the fridge, so he asked to speak with me.

"JuniorBaconCheese... I found your coffee. I think we need to talk." I laughed in his face, and then tried to explain what was and wasn't coffee...

He was naive, humorless, and incredibly uninformed, but all things considered could have been worse. It was quite an experience rooming with him.

JuniorBaconCheese

In my freshman year, I had a crazy roommate. He was a bigger guy with a crazy stache who thought all the women around him desired him. He tried very hard to make people like him and failed miserably.

He also had some crappy roommate habits. For example, he would set multiple alarms in the morning and not wake up when they went off, which forced me to get up and wake him up every time (it was a college dorm where we slept in the same room).

He would also drive like 80 MPH on residential roads to try and impress people.

Anyway. After 4 weeks of creeping everyone out in the hall and alienating himself, someone took his iPad as a joke.

He freaked out and threatened multiple people, saying he would hack their computers and destroy their lives. Eventually, someone told him his iPad was in one of my friend's rooms.

He went inside, grabbed the guy, put a weapon to his throat, and asked him where the iPad was. The cops came and he was expelled. But after that, I didn't have to share my room for the rest of the year, so that was cool.

eleuropeo

I made the mistake of living with someone who had no regard for the way they lived. He would complain about his lifestyle from time to time, but wouldn't do anything to fix it.

In the year I lived with him, his room was cleaned once. That one time sent a wave of stench through the apartment after he awakened it from its slumber.

This was also the type of guy who complained about not having cash, or constantly felt sick, but chose to spend the majority of his nights at the bar. Not sure what he's up to now, he wanted to become a teacher, so good luck to him.

asovermann

My roommate once asked for the place to herself for a romantic evening with a chef she was dating. He made her a huge seafood dinner.

When I came home the next day, there was a huge pile of dishes in the sink. Her reasoning: it was my turn to do the dishes. We fought about it for days, as the lobster pot and all accompanying dishes stunk up the joint.

In the end, I did them because I no longer could tolerate the smell. She moved out shortly, thereafter. My thoughts? Good riddance!

raemoondoe

I made the mistake of living with friends, and it all went to hell. They were all slobs and I got really tired of cleaning up after them, but that wasn't the worst of it.

No, the worst of it was my one friend's boyfriend. You see, she had previously been in a bad relationship, and all of us promised we would say if we thought she was in another bad one.

Did that work? lol no. Everyone hated her new boyfriend but I was the only one that flat out told her she was being used and she should get out. I became Enemy #1, as suddenly everyone else was so supportive of her relationship.

They plotted ways to get back at me. I actually overheard them saying what they were going to do around the apartment to piss me off.

Jokes on her. They're divorced now, and one of the others is in a spiraling-to-hell relationship. The one I remained friends with (she didn't plot, she was just a slob) is still contently married.

I did get a half-hearted apology one time, but it was cut off when I said I wasn't sorry for anything. I’m glad to be rid of them both.

TinyBahamut

Not actually my story but a friend of mine had a pretty rough time on her first week of living in a new place with a bunch of guys.

She originally wanted to rent with her friend but unfortunately, her friend pulled out of the university course at the local university they were attending together, so she ended up having to find somewhere to rent alone.

She ended up renting a room in a house shared with 4 other guys (also students). After the first week, she informed them she was going to the shop and they asked her to pick up some toilet tissue for the house.

Unfortunately, she forgot and they were pretty upset about it. So the next day, after being out of the house all day she came home to find her bedroom walls and bed sheets smeared in crap. It was their idea to teach her a lesson about forgetting to get toilet tissue.

mein_kampfy_shoes

I had a roommate who was extremely conservative and really religious. She was also VERY frugal. She insisted on doing the dishes every night, but would only use 1 drop of soap for the entire load.

It got to the point where it became a habit to pull "clean" dishes out of the cabinet and quickly wash them before we could use them.

I also had pet frogs that summer. Frogs that like temperature control. Well, this frugal roommate went on a rampage during the hottest week of the summer and tried to ban us from using the air conditioning to save money.

We would all fight back and turn it on when she wasn't home. After a few weeks of this, one of our other roommates did some research. Turns out, the breed of frog I had likes to get frisky when their environment gets too warm.

So we all agreed to let her control the a/c for a while. We also moved the frogs to a more prominent location. It was a devious little plan.

About 2 days in, little Miss Conservative walked in to see the nicely displayed frogs getting frisky with each other to no end. She screamed, demanding to know why we were letting this happen.

We told her about the research and that if she wanted it to stop, then let us have air conditioning. We spent the rest of the summer in air-conditioned bliss. The weird thing is that she was pretty well off, so we don't know why she was so cheap.

c_turtle_of_DOOM

Had the worst roommate during my sophomore year of college. This guy would literally sit on the couch in the living room all day watching TV, playing on his computer, and listening to his god-awful music with the biggest headphones (All at the same time. Yes.).

On top of that, he just left his dishes, bowls, and utensils around after he finished eating in the living room, so my friends and I never hung around there. If my friends even bothered to come, we'd just hang around a little bit in the bedroom before heading out.

Oh, did I mention the bathroom? No? Well, this guy barely used the bathroom. And when he did, oh dear Lord. He would take 50-70 minutes to take the shower (God knows what he was doing since the smell of him didn't improve whatsoever afterward; it would sometimes get worse).

It got worse if he went into the bathroom for number 2. I literally went in the first time afterward and threw up. That was when I was moving in, and I didn't want to embarrass my parents and friends who were helping me move the furniture.

So when they asked what was wrong, I didn't want to point fingers at my roommate on our first day, so I just lied. Talk about the drama.

And when this freaking jerk sleeps, he takes off his shirt and exposes the smell of death, which will squeeze and suffocate your nose. It's so hard to sleep.

On top of that, he snores. Actually, I'm not even sure if that's snoring. It sounds like someone's choking him by stuffing Hot Cheetos down his throat but he's satisfied with that and just eats all of that crap up.

I literally had to invest in some earplugs in order to be able to have decent nights in that house. Oh, and by the way, I'm pretty sure he got rid of my pet turtle.

Non-Polar

The best roommate I ever had and yet the worst roommate story. He was an awesome dude who lived with me for 3 years but this took place when he was visiting after moving to Boston.

Anyways, we go downtown to see all his old buddies and he just gets hammered. On the drive home, he throws up all over my car and doesn't even try to get it out the window.

We get home, and he's a big guy with like 75lbs on me, and he won't get out of the car so I leave him to sleep in his own mess. I go out to check on him an hour later and he got himself to the grass to sleep but literally craps his pants.

I got him inside and threw him in the shower, jeans and all, and helped clean him up. Thank god for the shower heads with hoses.

[deleted]

My friend's roommate's freshman year was a mess. The first night of college (and the first time she met my friend) she got wasted, came back to the room and tried to climb into my friend's bed (while said friend was in it).

She proceeded to fall off, pee in the corner of the room, and throw up on my friend's bed before passing out in it. She never apologized or acknowledged it.

rat_queen_

I lived with a guy who drank rum, like water and played the trumpet. But that's just the beginning. Although he couldn't play the trumpet, he would play the theme to "The Flintstones" but always got stuck on one note.

Half the time, I wanted to take a shovel to the trumpet right at the moment he would mess it up, and put us both out of our misery.

In addition, he had a saltwater fish tank. No fish could live in it because it was a green algae cesspool of filth. The smell was that of a soggy swamp sneaker in a hot gym locker.

He would stand and stare at it and chuckle to himself. He also cooked pounds and pounds of kale and then would try and get the stalks down the garbage disposal, which always broke it.

He would wear a purple robe with no clothes on under it. Granted the guy meant no harm, he was just so annoying to live with.

I still wonder to this day where he is. He went by a name other than his original so I don't know how to find him. He was an interesting guy for sure,

mfwater

I was renting a room from a friend of a friend. She had just bought the house & was doing some updates on it, so she needed to get into my room to measure a wall while I was in class.

Unbeknownst to me, I had accidentally locked the door behind me (it had one of the push locks in the handle, but you could still open the door from the inside) when I left.

When I got home, I had a passive-aggressive note on my door asking me to please not lock my door because it was a fire hazard. I wanted to acknowledge that I got her request, so I went to talk to her. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey, I'm sorry the door was locked. I didn't realize I did it, but I think I figured out what happened.

Her: Okay, because the door was locked & that's a fire hazard, so don't do it again.

Me: I'll try not to, but I didn't mean to lock it in the first place.

Her: Whatever. Just don't do it again.

Me: You mean the next time I accidentally lock my door without realizing it, don't do that?

Her, (exasperated): Uh, yeah.

Unfortunately, that kind of logic was pretty much the rule for the time I lived there. Another example is that she got a dog (despite her mom, the owner of the house, telling her not to).

She refused to train the dog, and when the dog ate one of my DVDs, her response was, "Well, you shouldn't have left the DVD on the coffee table."

PM_me_your_PANDAPICS

It is hard to put into words how much I hate my sophomore-year roommate. The school I went to had 300 students, not a large school in any way, and somehow he lost his backpack.

So he decides to borrow my expensive hiking backpack and use that as his backpack until he can find his. But he doesn't tell me, and he doesn't care about my backpack.

Hiking backpacks have straps around the hips so the weight will rest on the wearer's hips instead of their shoulders. At the time I was really into mountain unicycling, which means balance is important, and if I ever wanted to bring anything with me I needed that backpack.

Anyway, I found the backpack a month later filled to the brim with "red hots" and "jelly beans". They are not in bags they are just emptied into the backpack. The backpack was in a random hallway like he just forgot about it.

Also, he had found his backpack three weeks ago, and I had assumed it was back under my bed. And finally all of the supportive straps that made it a hiking backpack had been torn off, effectively making it useless to me.

I asked him what happened to my backpack and he just looked at me, looked at the backpack filled with red hots, and just said "Somebody else must have done that because I put it under your bed" and just went back to his nap.

shadowlon1

In my last two years of school, I rented a house split between 5 guys, one of whom was a last-minute addition that I begged them not to let live with us.

I even offered to pay the rent for his room while I looked for a new one. But I got outvoted, and so we had this guy, who I'll call Roger because he looked like Roger from American Dad.

Roger did not seem physically able to walk without stamping his feet, multiple guests commented on how freaking loud he was. Oh, and he wore his winter boots inside.

Roger said our wifi was too slow, he wanted to play Xbox Live while watching Netflix. So he ran an ethernet cable from our kitchen, through the front hall, and up the stairs into his bedroom.

He didn't tape it down nearly either, it hung low in several spots giving our house the appearance of a spaceship in disrepair.

He loudly proclaimed how brilliant he was and how much faster the internet was now, not realizing someone had already cut the ethernet cable.

Roger frequently fell asleep with loud music or tv playing on his tower speakers, and would not turn it off unless his favorite roommate asked him to, yes, he would tell the other three of us to screw off and then act all apologetic if Juan would tell him to be quiet.

One night it came to a head. He fell asleep during exams with some loud music playing and it woke the whole house up, all of us(his man-crush Juan included) knocked on his door for almost an hour trying to get him to turn it down.

When he wouldn't answer, we decided to jimmy his lock and turn it down ourselves. He was fast asleep with noise-canceling headphones on. All this time he was falling asleep to music and TV, it was just to antagonize us.

eatmereddit

Right after college, I lived in a house that rented out rooms on an individual basis. Most people were completely fine but you'd get the occasional crap roommate.

Then there was Doug. Doug was about our age, unemployed, and an alcoholic who would drink himself to blackout almost every day. He was also a total slob and would make huge messes in the kitchen before going back to his room to drink some more and blast loud music.

The next day, he wouldn't remember anything, see the big mess in the kitchen, and whine about "people being gross." Of course, when any of us pointed out that it was his mess, he'd always say he didn't remember doing it and that it couldn't be his mess.

Yeah, Doug, I can't imagine why you don't remember. I'm sure the handle of vodka you drank last night had nothing to do with that.

He was eventually kicked out because his parents refused to pay his rent anymore. I genuinely hope he got some help because the amount he drank every day would kill an elephant.

apocalypticradish

Senior year of boarding school my roommate stole my prescription of Adderall, and Oxys from getting my wisdom teeth out, and alcohol I had hidden in a chest under my bed while I was away for the weekend.

She ended up overdosing and then told the school I gave it all to her. I got suspended, lost my scholarship for the remainder of the semester, and almost had my college acceptances rescinded.

Additional-Force-795

In college I rented a room in a house from a slumlord, my roommates were addicts (and twin brothers) who would constantly steal my food.

I baked a batch of brownies with a whole pack of ex-lax in them, figuring they'd take one or two, get the squirts, and I'd tell them not to mess with my stuff anymore

One ate the WHOLE PAN. Overnight I heard throwing up, followed by dry heaving. It went on for a while.

He told me the next day he had food poisoning and everything came out the other end. After such an experience, best believe I never told him the truth.

bigleafychode

Was in college living in a suite-style apartment, (4 bedrooms with a private bath, shared living, and a shared kitchen.) My friend rented a room, I had a room and we got two rando assigned to us.

After a few months, our places started to increasingly smell worse and we couldn't figure out what was going on. We deep-cleaned, and bleached everything, but could not find the source.

The only thing we didn't do was go through the 2 rando's rooms. One day one of the random's went home for the weekend. My buddy and I broke into his room and discovered the source.

This dude was pooping in a plastic bin and keeping it under his bed. After a big WTF moment, we disposed of it and confronted him. He of course denied it all and claimed he never did such a thing.

After several days the smell went away and never came back. Poopbucket is now a cop. I can’t begin to imagine what his home situation is like.

Popsicle425

I had three at the same time. One was a severe alcoholic and a jerk who would often pass out on the floor of the kitchen and quite frequently left the stove on.

I fed his poor cat a lot. When he was pissed drunk I was careful not to be alone with him because he would be a huge jerk around me.

The other roommate was freaking filthy. He never washed clothes and just bought new ones. Whenever we ran out of dishes I would have to go collect the hoards of moldy plates and cups from his room.

He never ever cleaned his bong and it had that awful smell. He'd get offended when he offered to smoke me out and I declined because of the bong water.

Worst of all, he left his personal toys in the shower that we all shared. When I asked him to please be considerate he said "I thought we were love-positive in this house." Dude, idk how to explain that leaving your maturation toys in the common shower is just gross.

In the midst of all this, my boyfriend that I shared a room with developed a substance & video game addiction and started pissing in jugs.

I was so miserable that year and when I finally saved enough to move out & dump the bf, my cat and I went on to live our best single lives. I do not miss my early twenties.

shadowcat304

My college roommate was from another country. He was rich and had servants his whole life. So I had to teach him the basics of being independent, especially cooking.

So he's thawing this whole chicken in the sink and after like a week I tell him to throw it away. 2 weeks later I smelled something funky...

So then I asked him what he did with the chicken. He stored it in the drawer under the oven. It was putrid. Imagine that scene.

Asesinan

I had a roommate who was the cheapest, most selfish person in existence. The one TV at our apartment was owned by him and it was at least 10 years old and on the verge of going out.

One night, before bed, I switched it off because I seriously feared it was a fire hazard. I'm awoken at past midnight with him returning home, furious that "I broke his TV" because it would not turn on.

He demanded restitution and became really aggressive. I went out to call the police (this was the early '90s, so no cell phones). When I got back, he'd totally switched personalities and was calm and rational.

My mom bought a new TV, but it was mine, and this was one I let him use. One night I was watching Star Trek and he comes and switches the channel in mid-episode.

I tell him that's not cool and to turn it back. He flips out, becomes violent, and we have a physical fight. I move out and take the TV with me. Then, he has no TV at all.

Last I heard he was threatening to file charges against me for assault. This was 1993 and no charge ever came. He was such a jerk.

Wulfbak

My worst roommate story is a classic. I had a dormmate back in college who set the room on fire while I was away. The silly dummy thought it was a good idea to boil oil. Who does that?

Fast forward to the drama and the whole building had to be evacuated. When I came back, everything looked like it was covered in ash and we had to be given temporary housing for a week.

Fitzftw7

I had one roommate who punched my then-husband at our after-wedding party because he was drunk. I also had a roommate who was a paranoid schizophrenic.

He would constantly talk about people watching him and listening to him with his phone, (which I guess technically happens).

He also showed up at my then-husband's place of work, where he has also worked at one point in time because he thought one of the coworkers was following him.  

Another roommate believed in the 5G conspiracy. The wifi router for the house was in his room and he made a big deal about it saying he didn't feel safe with it there.

AsiaBebe

I was in a house of 3 guys, and I was the only one who liked things clean and organized, while the other two absolutely didn't care.

Regularly all the dishes, cups, and silverware would be in their rooms with dried-up chocolate milk cemented to the inside of the glasses.

Plates and silverware were so encrusted with week-old food that everything had to be soaked in hot water before it could actually be cleaned.

I bought my own silverware, cups, and plates. I just took what I needed out of the sets and boxed the rest up. I cleaned my dishes after each use and stored them in a container in my room just so I knew I had dishes I could use when I wanted to eat.

Trickery1688

I was living with a couple for a while after my ex-boyfriend left me high and dry. They were the worst roommates ever and so messy!

I found out while they were on vacation that they were almost 3 months behind in their rent and had lied to the landlord about one of them losing their job. He was nice enough to work out a payment arrangement but had lost his patience.

When I confronted them about where my share of the rent had gone for the last 3 months, they blew up on me, accused me of stealing from them, and gave me 48 hours to move out.

musiclvr1246

When I was stationed at Malmstrom AFB, I stayed in "the dorms" (barracks for Air Force people). We had single-person rooms, with a kitchenette and bathroom shared as a common area.

We discovered that the dorm was not entirely level, because my suitemate would drink heavily, come home, and pass out in the shower.

His skinny butt always seemed to plug the drain, and it would flood my room and the room below mine. That destroyed a lot of stuff.

He ended up getting in some trouble for it but kept doing it. The good part was that when I applied to get off-post housing as a non-married Airman, the 1SGT put me at the top of the recommended list.

[deleted]

In the Navy stationed on a ship at Pearl Harbor. My roommate there was an absolute jerk. Let me tell you a story that happened,

While on the ship away from the port, the jerk roommate decided to move out but he told the moving company to move the ENTIRE APARTMENT including my stuff. He was moving off the island to NY and had already left.

Luckily for me, the moving company the jerk hired employed my then girlfriend's brother-in-law who arrived at the apartment, realized what was happening, and then called my GF.

She arrived at the apartment, and told the movers exactly what needed to be moved, saving all of my personal belongings. The brother-in-law joked that the stuff they moved would probably be lost in transit.

easy10pins

Had a roommate in college who was from the country. At first we kind of got along, but as the year progressed we got along much better and became friends.

Over the summer he got into substance abuse and generally lost his mind and dropped out of school. He came and visited me on my birthday and said he left a little surprise for me in my apartment.

He was off so I didn't think anything of it. About a week or two later I kept smelling something rotten but had no clue what it could be. After looking everywhere, I saw an empty Busch Light box under my bed.

I originally ignored it but came back to it a few days later. When I opened it up, there was either a dead bird or a dead fish in the box. Luckily, I don't think I ever saw him again.

Mason110417

I had a roommate in college who would never get up when his alarm clock went off. He would automatically hit the “snooze” button.

Seven minutes later, the alarm goes off again, he hits “snooze” again. He would do this at least 7 or 8 times before he would actually get up.

I suggested he set his alarm for later and get up the first time it went off. He looked at me like I had a 3rd eyeball. All of a sudden I was the crazy one.

phred_666

Just before the pandemic, I had a roommate who was a friend of mine growing up. We were both 18 at the time. He’s from Jamaica originally.

One day he snapped at me when I was at work and messaged me saying we need to talk and then he accused me of not being at work when I very much proved to him I was.

ANYHOW, when I got home in the morning he was holding a butcher knife, I didn’t really realize it until he stabbed it in the cutting board and said “Man I’m going to end you.”

I had no idea what I did, or why he was mad so I just opened the door and left. I called the police and basically both our families and he ended up being the one leaving for good.

Anyhow, a month and a half later he got arrested for a violent crime of the highest order after having attacked his mother's fiancé.

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My ex and I dated and lived together for about three years. One day I was looking for plasticware to contain some food but discovered we had none available for use. All of it was missing.

I had asked my ex where all of the plasticware had gone off to, knowing full well that she had it because I didn’t have it and neither did our cupboards, apparently.

Instead of saying, “They’re in my van,” she took the long route via complaining and moaning until I finally said, “Screw it,” and went out to collect.

What I found, however, was something out of my worst freaking nightmare. Piles on piles of weeks— maybe months— old plasticware full of hairy, fungal, mold. Chicken, rice, steak bites, wraps, sandwiches, etc.

I nearly vomited at the collective smell when I opened the containers. I then gave her loads of crap because we had run into that same issue multiple times and I was only repeating myself.

We both worked full time and yet it was always me cleaning up after the both of us. Yeah. I lost my crap on her and it kickstarted a massive fight.

I’ve never even heard of this happening to anyone but then again I was the only person I knew who was foolish enough to throw their early twenties away to move out with an irresponsible money abuser.

PeanutButterCrisp

In my freshman year of college, I shared a three-bedroom unit with another freshman of Chinese descent and a sophomore who was a rich white kid from NJ.

The NJ kid desperately wanted to get into a particular fraternity and spent a lot of time getting wasted with them and showing up in the middle of the night to tap at our windows.

He would then shout deplorable things in a poorly fake voice. He also took to raiding my stash when I wasn't around. Worst roommates ever.

dandle

After getting her own car stolen by leaving it unlocked in a parking lot all summer, she borrowed mine without asking while I was out of town and totaled it!

This was not before racking up enough toll violations that I got my license suspended. Her excuse was that she was late for an exam but our mutual friend told me she was coming to buy the “green” from her.  

When I confronted her, she moved out the next day leaving me to foot the bill for all the damage her dog caused to our house.

allyroo