Worst roommate!

I had a roommate once who stole my underwear and used to get wiped on speed and then wake me up to say goodnight to her hamster...not a euphemism...an actual hamster.

All my roommates seem pretty tame compared to these stories. The only negative was she slept a lot and so this made it difficult to do homework (these were military school barracks). The other was the opposite and would stay up until 3am either doing homework or talking to her boyfriend when we had formation the next morning at 545am For the most part they were both nice people, it is just hard to be best friends with someone you have to live with in such close quarters.

My roommate, who was assigned to me by the school I taught at (long story there), had recently gotten divorced and had lost custody of her two young children. She ended up being an alcoholic. And a druggie. And massively in debt.

One night I woke up to her having passed out in bed with a strange guy and her sleeve of her shirt had caught on fire from the lit candle next to her bed. No "thank you" to me who had put out the fire and saved her from what could have been a catastrophe. A month later a guy took a bat to my car in the middle of the night and smashed my windshield and headlights out bc he thought it was her car. No, she didnt' want to pay me back for the damage. She stole from me. Took my jewerly that I had inherited from my grandmother and pawned it.
She drank a box of wine a day, brought home strange guys all the time, stole from me and them. I was scared to sleep some nights because I thought the house would burn down.

One day my principal called me down to her office and told me to go home. A friend had seen my roommate moving my computer and TV into her car to sell. My principal had been nice enough to send me home in time to stop it.

This woman only lived with me for 2 months, but it was the worst two months of my life. Thankfully she got arrested and thrown into jail (failure to pay child support).

I had a college roommate who would open all the windows and leave them all day, in the middle of winter. She wanted to "freshen" the house. Seven others living there, freezing our tushies off. We had bunkbeds, she slept below me., and would also set her alarm to the news, which would go off blaring about bombs going off in Iraq, at 6:30am. We had an unspoken deal that she would learn to wake up for it or I would reach down and yank that sucker out of the wall. Every weekday, waking up to a heart attack. Woo. Another gal would eat crushed garlic straight out of a jar she kept in the fridge. The smell was horrendous. But she let me use her coffee and french press. :-D




Reading the rest of these, I feel bad about complaining.

By far and large the worst roommate that I had was something that I had ended up working with. She was a mother of two but had custody of her minor brother due to his father not wanting him and their mother committing suicide. Her brother had some issues that the state didn't believe at first... until she pummeled the living daylights out of his face and then sent him to school that way! So around the time I lived with her she was going to court for that, and to fight for custody of the other two children from their respective fathers. She saw one of them on Wednesdays, one on Thursdays and both together every other weekend (I so feel for these children).

She didn't clean and never had money to stock groceries in the house. I have no children (unless cats count) and certainly didn't way back when. Well, I ended up making sure that there was food for them. I'd help drive her to get them and the like at times. Mostly because she would close down the bar every night, sometimes bringing random (different) men back to the house! I ended up just bringing her home half the time because I didn't want the entire county having visited my home.

It really got bad around the time she told me she was either going to kidnap her children and run away out of state or she'd have their father's killed. Ye-ah... that's when I knew that I had to get out. Messy is one thing, implicating me as an accomplice to murder is something entirely different.

Funny how around the time I moved out she learned that she was pregnant again. Who would have guessed?

I had a roommate who was a DJ and he would bring randoms home all the time... some were howlers, some were screamers and others well, one night I had to go to the restroom and we unfortunately had to share the one that was upstairs. As I walked in the door was open to his room and I think I saw the girls ovaries!!! Can you say disgusting!!!!

He also was on the Atkins diet and would cook meat and more meat and more meat and I don't eat meat, so the smell was horrid and the greasy mess that was left behind...UGH!!! Can you say disgusting??!!!!!

I owned the house and moved out of state and I let him rent the place and when I left he got a ration of pets and let them pee and poop in the house..... Then when he moved I told him to have it cleaned professionally and he decided to just do it himself (not the cleanest guy) and when I had the place inspected they found pee and poop on the window sills and I told him it was not satifactory and he called me up and called me every name in the book..... DOUCHE!!! Then a few years later kept trying to be my facebook friend!! UM, NO!!!

I had a roommate that was bi-polar and refused to take medication for it. Once a week she would have "The worst day of her life' and walk around the house (stark naked) wailing about how her life is amounting to nothing. She would then retreat to her room and come out an hour or so later and ask me if I would like to smoke some meth with her. I respectfully declined.
I moved out within a few months. I only waited that long because it was really hard to find a new place.

Did I mention the passive aggressive Post-it notes that I received daily?

And she thought she was a weed dealer but she never really sold it, she just smoked a ton of it in order to sleep because of the meth.

My last roommates were absolute slobs. The kitchen was the worst; they never washed a single dish and I could never cook my own dinner without having to first find the least dirty pan on the stovetop and chisel last week's mac & cheese out of it so I would have something clean to cook in. The whole house stayed filthy all the time and I pretty much gave up after a while and stayed in my room 24/7.

The worst, though, was being treated with an utter lack of consideration or thought. I once came out of my room sweaty after a workout on the treadmill planning to take a shower only to find that they'd torn up the bathroom so they could paint it and it wouldn't be available for use for several hours - I had to cancel my plans and stay home because I smelled like a goat and couldn't do anything about it. Seriously, how hard would it have been to knock on my door and let me know what they planned to do five minutes before starting so I could hop in the shower real quick? It was that kind of thing all the time....

I had my daughter when I was 19 and I had her all on my own (her dad bailed when I told him I was pregnant). I had a friend that had a daughter the same age and she was getting a divorce from a possessive husband. So I thought two single parents helping each other out. Where do I start.

1. One time she left the stove on all day, which I almost stuck my hand on.
2. She left the front door open all day, forgot to shut it when she left.
3. Would leave the tied up trash bag right by the front door (Too damn lazy to walk herself to the dumpster which wasn't far away)
4. Would go through my closet and wear whatever she wanted and didn't even bother to ask.
5. Went through my jewelry box and I found a bunch of my earring in my 10 month old toy box. The toy box was next to my dresser. When I confronted her, she said the kids must have gotten into it.
6. Right before Christmas, she asked if I could pay her rent in advanced so she had spending money for Christmas. I knew how it was and know how money is tight, so I did. When she went Christmas shopping for her daughter she bought her all unnecessary clothes. I bought my daughter toys. And then she turns and gets pissed off at me when the utilities came and she told me the amount I needed to pay. I wanted to see the bills first because it sure sounded like I was paying for the whole thing. Well then she fires back at me that I don't pay my bills and instead of paying my bills, I'd go and buy a $20 shampoos. And she wasn't able to give her daughter a good christmas because of my lack of bill paying.. Yeah what it was, she wanted the advanced and didn't have the money to pay the whole rent herself.. Not my problem.
7. Slept with a different guy each night and treated our home like a party house.
This list could go on...

Psh, living with my ex-husband was a nightmare. He was a slob, but only my messes upset him (I'm a shoes-everywhere-except-the-closet kind of girl). He insisted that I clean the kitchen after he cooked, but then that rule went out the window when I started cooking for us. He also refused to turn down his videogames so that I could sleep, declaring that my issue was psychosomatic and that he was not going to restrict his activities in another room just because I *thought* I could hear him playing. It got so bad I started having anxiety attacks/insomnia because I was afraid of not being able to go to sleep (go figure). I was not allowed to open windows/blinds, as he was offended by the sun. I was not allowed to use air fresheners, incense, or perfume. I was not allowed watch movies or TV shows that offended him, but at the same time I was not allowed to watch the shows he liked while he wasn't around.

Ugh. That guy was a pain in the *kitten*.

I had one that used to watch me..... Doing everything.. I would work out she would watch, I would eat, she would watch, I would sleep, she would watch

My worst roommate is from when I lived in residence during university.

She would always change her...how do I word this...feminine hygiene products in our room and would throw them out in the garbage that was in our room. Wouldn't even have the courtesty to wrap them up first! Needless to say people were constantly grossed out when they happened to look in our garbage and the smell was horrible. But who was stuck changing the garbage all the time...that's right...ME! I swear this girl was too lazy to walk the 25 feet down the hall to use the actual washroom.

She also always asked me to remind her when she had to change her tampon. Ugh, I was so happy to get away from her!

I moved to a new city with a friend I known for years because she needed help getting out of a bad relationship. I got her a job, the place and all the bills were in my name (so the ex couldn't track her down), and two weeks after we moved in, she stopped going to work - but I still worked there. My boss almost fired me over it. I then spent the next 11.5 months having to call her MOTHER every month when rent was due. Her mother thought I was trying to pull one over on her and insisted I get her receipts for everything (to give her some credit, she did pay up every month, thank God). The day I wrecked my beloved first vehicle, I came home to her mother and grandmother going through her things on the porch while she was no where to be found. Oh, and she locked her dog up in her bedroom for 24 hours (I didn't know & when I figured it out, I took the poor thing on a long walk and fed him, ect.); her mother then insisted the reason her room smelled like feces & urine was because my cat crawled under the locked door (less than 1/2" clearance). Never in my life did I think a 25 year old woman needed her mommy to take care of her. Ugh. She didn't clean, either. And she burned a hole in my couch even though we weren't supposed to smoke in there. We made amends at a mutual friend's funeral several years later; she had experienced a major bout of depression and I was unfortunately the one who had to pick up the pieces. I'd never live with her again though. Ever...lol

Lesson to learn here:
Never move in with your friend.
Apparently can't end well.

ALL of them were awful. I will NEVER live with another female whom is not related to me ever again.

Roommate #1: She was absolutely in love with our mutual friend who I will admit was attractive, but he was also so obviously GAY it wasn't even funny. I told her multiple times that I thought he was gay and was just not out yet, however she wouldn't believe me. One night we were all partying at our place and he was there, I got sloshed and he ended up carrying me to the bathroom and holding my hair up. This girl has the nerve to tell me if I try to hook up with him she will kick me out of the apartment we shared and was FREAKING out about it. I told her AGAIN that nothing would happen because I don't think he likes women and I wasn't into him anyway because he was way too feminine. Well the next day I did both she and I a favor and moved out. A year later he came out and started dating another one of our mutual friends who is a guy.

ETA: Same roommate as above also had a dog that she let roam all over the house while no one was home and tear up everything and piss everywhere. The place literally stunk like urine. Try having someone over and having to explain to them why your apartment smells like urine!

Roommate #2: We sign an 18 month lease together for an apartment and everything is great, we are the best of friends. One night a friend of mine who had been trying to date me for months that I was not interested in invited me out with him and a couple of his friends, so I invited her to come along. She almost immediately shows interest in him and I tell her to go for it hoping this guy will take the hint that I just liked him as a friend. He texts me and asks if its cool and I say it is. Long story short, they end up dating and a month later they get engaged. So she decides she wants to move in with him only 4 months into our 18 mo lease so she won't have to pay rent! She stops paying rent and I end up having to pay another deposit to move from our 2 bedroom into a 1 bedroom apartment in the same complex to get out of being stuck with paying out of the lease and/or having the leasing company come after me. It ended up costing me $1,000 in total and needless to say we aren't friends anymore.