Thursday, March 3, 2011

An Explanation

Last semester I dealt with a pretty bad roommate situation. People often wondered why I put up with the crazy things I did.

They wondered why I put up with the storage of alcohol in my fridge (we're in a dry dorm), the complete mess her side usually was, the guys in my room at 2-4 in the morning, sometimes vomitting, the drunken stumbling in early in the morning, the missing objects that were mine, the complete disrespect.

Because I read a story. I think I came across it my junior year, maybe sophomore, and it is truly the worst roommate story I have ever heard in my life.

Worst. Roommate. Ever.

Be warned, not for the faint of heart or the germaphobic. Rule of thumb:  More disgusting than most any of the episodes of Hoarders, even the episodes with animal hoarders.

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