If Only I Could Get Away With Murder
Posted on August 1st, 2006Edit: The following was written amidst frustration and anger. I’m not going to delete it, but I’m also not very happy with it; I see that, at times, I can be a really ugly person.
Warning: rant ahead.
I’m dying here. I can’t wait to move out.
Usually, I’m patient enough that I won’t make a fuss about people and the things that they do. But this is beyond anything that I can take. My God.
I’m having a hard time thinking of ways that my housemate can be more selfish. And her selfishness is really infringing on me. Here are just a few examples of how she is making my life miserable:
– leaving dirty dishes around the sink (including all glasses) for the better part of a week
– doing the above every week
– leaving her cosmetics all over the living room table
– doing the above about every other week
– leaving garbage, dishes, and other crap on what’s left of the living room table
– leaving purses, shoes, and garbage lying around the front hallway
– never doing any housework
– complaining that she has had long days of doing nothing at work, so she has to “veg out” all night in front of the tv (and avoiding anything that approaches productivity)
– setting the air conditioning at a ridiculously low temperature, citing the risk of a condition that causes her to pass out when it’s hot
That last point really irks me. First, it’s not some special medical condition. It’s called heat exhaustion. And that doesn’t happen when it’s around 25C. And her passing out doesn’t differ too much from what she does all day anyways. Second, it doesn’t help that the thermometer is completely off. I bet it’s in her freaking armpit because the stupid air conditioning runs for hours on end without stopping. Third, it’s annoyingly noisy (since the unit is on the other side of the wall from where my head is) and ridiculously cold (so much so that I have taken to wearing socks to bed). The combination of the two makes it really difficult to sleep at night.
I swear, I am going to snap. And when I do, something bad is going to happen; I don’t think that I’ll be particularly Christ-like when I explode.
I hate this.
August 1st, 2006 at 9:10 am
I would just like to point out, at this juncture, that you have now _sworn_ to snap at her. That’s binding, Johnson.
Can I please be there? 😀
August 1st, 2006 at 1:16 pm
Funny rant. So… you’re complaining that it’s too cold. Have you ever thought of the possibility that.. ya know… she might be too hot? It has been mighty hot lately.
Also, that stuff with the dishes doesn’t sound nearly as bad as my last roommate; she would leave dishes for weeks all over the place, the best of which was on the floor. She would almost never even take responsibility for all the dishes she would leave and would never really clean; sometimes she would move the dishes into her own room. You should be greatful for who you have.
My suggestion would be to actually talk to her about this (don’t freak out… children freak out) or move out. Good luck.
August 1st, 2006 at 1:40 pm
John: No.
Mike: Do I know you (directly or indirectly)? With regard to your comments, I have considered how hot it has been lately, though this air conditioning problem has been going on for weeks. So even when it’s a nice, comfortable 23C outside, the sucker is pumping out cold air day in and day out.
Indeed, the problem that you faced sounds pretty grim; I don’t know what I would have done in that situation. What did you do?
I actually did talk to her this morning. I tried to compromise by saying that the air conditioning could be turned off at night when the house is already cool and would heat up the least. Unfortunately, she would have none of it. Even leaving the fan on (to improve air circulation) was not good enough for her. All she said, over and over, was “[The air conditioning] HAS to be on all the time.” *sigh*
And as for your suggestion, believe me… I cannot wait to move out.
August 1st, 2006 at 2:58 pm
Damn!