So it pisses me off to no end that my roommate shows up every couple days, runs through here like a tornado complete with the trail of destruction left in her path, then disappears – and I get to either live in filth, or clean up her mess.
Then again, it also means that she’s not here for long stretches of time (and she doesn’t clean up her messes when she’s home anyway).
Perhaps I don’t have it so bad afterall.
Ya-harr matey, I too had a roomate like that. So I would pile his dirty things inside his bedroom door and close it. Only had to do that twice, he got the message the second time because the dishes had really started to smell. Good thing too, because I was about to keelhaul the scurvy dog.
Woah…deja vu.
I had a roommate that did that. He was an ok roommate, but his habit of making a mess and then leaving for long periods of time used to irritate the hell out of me. I really resented the feeling that if i wanted things clean that *i* had to be the one to do it, or it just wouldn’t get done. When they’re not there you can’t even ask them to pick something up, or wash their dishes, or whatever. It drove me nuts :/