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[entremet]

I've been pretty lucky with roommates, with the wackiest being a roommate who had is female childhood friend stay over on the bottom bunk. They shared a twin bed and I had the top. It was totally platonic, but she would change in front of both of us. Without a care in the world. I guess she came from a liberated family lol.

A friend of mine in the same college had a roommate who didn't have a laundry or hamper and piled all his sweaty and soiled clothing in one huge pile on the corner. So gross. His roommates complained, but in college, most people are pretty chill lol. The funny thing is that the dude played tons of sports, so the pile was a moldy, stenchy mess. The guy was pretty awesome overall, even though his hygiene habits were questionable. I bumped into him recently and he got married, so I guess he cleaned up lol.

Share your horror stories, either first or second hand.

 

[ruxtpin]

semi-roommate... I guess...

I dated a girl (I'll refer to her as 'girl A'), and I found out from her friend that they they found a rotten sandwich underneath girl A's bed while cleaning out her bedroom. I should have taken that as a sign, because when I'd sleep over at girl A's place there we're bugs everywhere. Come to find out she'd leave out open bags of chips/pretzels, empty yogurt containers, and other half-closed food packages. She was an absolute slob, and wondered why bugs we're everywhere. I stopped staying over there after the flea outbreak.

 

[Xelinis]

Posted this in a thread a few months back, but the story never gets old.

So one of my housemates, the one I share my bathroom with, is a 33 year old man-child. How you ask? Here's the latest in a string of mishaps.

I got back home last Friday night and realized that we were out of toilet paper, so I made a mental note to myself to buy some in the morning. I woke up the next day and decided that, before I left, I wanted to take a shower.

I opened the bathroom door and said to myself, "Huh, why's my towel on the ground? What's that, uh, big brown stain on it?"

A few weeks later...

Just wanted to follow up on this.

We finally managed to get him kicked out and he moved last night. Though, not before the fucker stole my PS3.

 

[entremet]

Posted this in a thread a few months back, but the story never gets old.



A few weeks later...

Oh my god.

 

[XenodudeX]

Posted this in a thread a few months back, but the story never gets old.



A few weeks later...

Wow that sounded like a nightmare.

 

[Ganhyun]

Girlfriend and I had a roommate who had no regard for others' stuff. She scratched at least 4-6 of my 360 games. She also would jump onto the old couch that already had spring issues from a few feet away. She once came in and kicked her shoes off in the direction of my tv, and the only thing that saved it from being hit was that I was in front of it changing xbox games. (The shoe hit me in the face btw because I turned to tell her to not jump on the couch). She would leave dirty dishes out for hours. If we cleaned them up she got mad because she was 'using' them. She would leave her stuff all over. If we picked it up she got mad. She would smoke pot all day every day in her room, so bad that the entire apartment smelled like pot. It even got into my clothes and no amount of washing could get the smell out. I got drug tested again at work because of it. After that we moved into our own place. I had to go over there for something a while back and the apartment was trashed and she was complaining about it not being clean. (She is there alone now)

 

[FO-totality]

I've gotten lucky with my roommates

First college roommate: Annoying and we clashed in sorta a passive-aggressive away, but not a horrible person.

Second college roommate: PC-gamer, gun nut, private, but a real chill guy. Good sense of humor.

Current roommates: Classmates that I've know for a while, friends, gamers

 

[Hot Coldman]

Once, my flatmates didn't wash up.

 

[nVidiot_Whore]

I came home once to what I thought was a crackhead prostitute knocking on the wrong door.

I said "I think you have the wrong door".. and she said "No way, white boy took my rock!" (doors were outside)

I went inside without letting her in and just said "Give me a second, I really think you have the wrong door"... come to find my roommate is in the bathroom.. smoking crack.. and having a nervous breakdown.

I told him he had to go out and deal with his "new friend" and went in my room for a few hours.

He had quite literally invited a crackhead prostitute into our apartment and proceeded to have sex with her and smoke crack.

We lived in Madison Park.. across the street from Lake Washington.. the Seattlites will get how funny and out of place the story is. Our neighbors literally thought we were drug dealing gang bangers.. lol

 

[Tha Robbertster]

It's not about a roommate but a roommate's girlfriend:

About 5 years ago, there was this guy living in the house I now live in and he apparently got his girlfriend pregnant. She didn't tell anyone about being pregnant. Instead, she told everyone her belly was getting bigger because of medical reasons. So apparently, after she gave birth to the baby, she choked it and later dumped the dead body near her parent's house.

Nobody noticed until she get herself pregnant again. And again, she choked the baby after giving birth and dumped the body in a laptop bag in our backyard. Not really sure what happened but somebody found one of the bodies and then, the second one was discovered too.

Really fucked up, considering getting an abortion here (Netherlands) is really easy. Some seriously fucked up people on this earth.

 

[Alucrid]

Girlfriend and I had a roommate who had no regard for others' stuff. She scratched at least 4-6 of my 360 games. She also would jump onto the old couch that already had spring issues from a few feet away. She once came in and kicked her shoes off in the direction of my tv, and the only thing that saved it from being hit was that I was in front of it changing xbox games. (The shoe hit me in the face btw because I turned to tell her to not jump on the couch). She would leave dirty dishes out for hours. If we cleaned them up she got mad because she was 'using' them. She would leave her stuff all over. If we picked it up she got mad. She would smoke pot all day every day in her room, so bad that the entire apartment smelled like pot. It even got into my clothes and no amount of washing could get the smell out. I got drug tested again at work because of it. After that we moved into our own place. I had to go over there for something a while back and the apartment was trashed and she was complaining about it not being clean. (She is there alone now)

One of mine threw a cookie at my TV. Granted it's a cookie and it wouldn't do any damage, but the blatant disregard for other's objects is what pissed me off.

 

[Wolfe]

It's not a super interesting story but when I first moved up to Washington to room with some friends one of them had to move out half a year or so later and we started looking for someone to fill the space till our lease was up.

We looked all over and couldn't come up with anything so reluctantly we let this little guy that had been timidly bugging my buddy about if the room was still available have it, big mistake.

Now I can excuse the guy for being socially awkward for whatever reason(s), but the dude was just weird overall. I won't get into the small details but getting near the time of us moving out we were going through the place to see if there was anything special we had to clean or fix and when we got to his room (he was not home at the time) it was a complete mess. His only furniture was a computer desk/chair, guy slept on a single mattress on the floor and there was dirty clothes/food garbage everywhere. There was apartment dishes (the dude moved in with whatever was in his room, therefore anytime he used anything outside of his room it was someone elses) that he had used and left in his room for weeks and he was constantly ordering dominos online and then 5 minutes later calling them on the phone to change the order somehow, and of course left all of these pizza boxes in his room.

So while I'm sure that right there would gross most people out he just had to one up himself, right in the middle of the floor (the one semi clear spot that was in front of his mattress and adjacent to the door) was a single pair of white briefs, with a large amount of dried shit in them

So glad to get away from that guy.

Edit: Basically it looked like a room right out of a horders house, complete with feces and other nasties.

 

[nVidiot_Whore]

LOL.. threads like this remind me of watching Hoarders.. so many shit stories.

Anyone see the Hoarders (or related show, burried alive, etc.) where the lady had a toilet with shit piled like a foot out of it?

It looked like a diseased monster.

 

[Collete]

When I was living in the dorms, from freshman year through end of sophomore semesters, I had this one roommate I believed was cool and we got along.

Although she had her flaws which make me cringe to this day...
She never cleaned her side of a room it was always a torrent and sometimes bugs would come to feast on what ever decay was in her side of the room.
I remember one time she left a container of uneaten food on my final week at the dorms and maggots were there...
Funny enough, she made a huge damn deal that I should clean my side of the room (when I'm usually a tidy person, just that week I had midterms and my side of the room was a tad disorganized) and saying I'm selfish for not considering others feelings....Logic huh?

What caused me to snap though...
Let's face it, not every person has the brightest memory; I normally have a sharp memory but I'm not perfect right?
Wrong, my roommate thought I sure damn was.
I was studying for a midterm in the morning (I prepared night before but the course was extremely difficult for me) my roommate is probably one of those people who stays in all day if an alarm doesn't wake her up.
It was around 12 pm when I was studying she told me to wake her up to go take her midterm. I didn't really pay attention at the time and just nodded saying "Mhm" and getting back to studying.
I completely forgot to wake her up and when she woke up by herself naturally she just lost it. She went to the midterm but she didn't complete it in time. She just lost it...
She pretty much called me a worthless human being and how horrible I was.
Obviously I did not take this well and lost it. She kept verbally abusing me well into 11 pm that night that I just packed my laptop and just left with her still talking smack in the distance.
I was hoping to just get myself lost or get murdered that night because I was just so distraught and depressed I couldn't handle it...

PM'ed a friend that night and he got me out of it and I went back to my room that night and just slept.
But the verbal abuse lasted a few more days...

It was my fault, however I don't think the way she said all of that to me was necessary...
Especially since she always dropped her classes and she dropped that class anyways.

 

[ScreenSplitter]

It's not about a roommate but a roommate's girlfriend:

Good fucking god and all that is holy. That is seriously messed up.

And to think I get annoyed when the police raid our flat to look for weed... yeah that's literally all that's happened with me. Was a little irritating. Me and my girlfriend were asleep and I had two officers knock on my door. Obviously denied they search, as I had nothing, and the smell wasn't coming from my room. Did best not to drop my roommate in it, but the way he was going about it was pretty damn blatant.

Other than that, they're pretty decent people. Have a little bit of disregard for flat property though; ironing boards went missing, and so many things in the kitchen were broken.

 

[mug]

currently staying with a girl who owns a cat and doesn't clean up the litter box regularly. our entire house smells like a cesspool.

 

[Wolfe]

LOL.. threads like this remind me of watching Hoarders.. so many shit stories.

Anyone see the Hoarders (or related show, burried alive, etc.) where the lady had a toilet with shit piled like a foot out of it?

It looked like a diseased monster.

Oh god I've seen far too much of that show so I do recall what you're talking about, another gem was the old lady with 50 million cats and the guys cleaning the place keep finding dead flattened cats

 

[Devolution]

Whenever I read threads like this I need a shower afterwards and I didn't even live with these people.

 

[Osietra]

This thread is actually disrespecting the ongoing pa wars that a few are experiencing on here.

We've all left post it notes on a fridge door or an oven for someone else, usually with negative intent. "Don't drink the milk" or "I'm leaving you, and I'm taking the children; you can communicate to me through my father, who is an INTENSE lawyer".

Clenched fists, and no eye contact is the Gerstmann way, and thus my way too.

 

[Hobbestetrician]

Lived with two girls (I am male) for a year. Basement drain starts to overflow one night so I have to spend all night vacuuming up water so it doesn't take over the whole basement before a plumber can get there. One of the girl's clothes (washer/dryer was down there) gets some of the water on it, she blames me saying the sewer water will never wash off. Plumber comes next day, unclogs drain, finds out the clog is due to a build up of tampons that had been flushed. Roommate still pissed at me the next day so I open the toilet to find a freshly used tampon floating for me to either remove or flush down.

She was a treat.

 

[Malvolio]

Had a roommate back in college that loved to get his drink on. Woke up on the sofa one night to him stumbling through the living room. He went into the laundry room, lifted the lid on the washing machine and proceeded to take a leak into it thinking it was the toilet.

 

[Devolution]

Lived with two girls (I am male) for a year. Basement drain starts to overflow one night so I have to spend all night vacuuming up water so it doesn't take over the whole basement before a plumber can get there. One of the girl's clothes (washer/dryer was down there) gets some of the water on it, she blames me saying the sewer water will never wash off. Plumber comes next day, unclogs drain, finds out the clog is due to a build up of tampons that had been flushed. Roommate still pissed at me the next day so I open the toilet to find a freshly used tampon floating for me to either remove or flush down.

She was a treat.

The fuck is wrong with her.

 

[ScreenSplitter]

We've all left post it notes on a fridge door or an oven for someone else,=

Oh wow, I find myself being disturbingly PA through post-it notes.

Usually

"The sponges go here, not in the fucking sink where they stink up the place"
"My pizza"
"Could someone clean this up? It smells like something died in here"
"That microwave plate was for everybody."

 

[Huevos de Oro]

Lived with two girls (I am male) for a year. Basement drain starts to overflow one night so I have to spend all night vacuuming up water so it doesn't take over the whole basement before a plumber can get there. One of the girl's clothes (washer/dryer was down there) gets some of the water on it, she blames me saying the sewer water will never wash off. Plumber comes next day, unclogs drain, finds out the clog is due to a build up of tampons that had been flushed. Roommate still pissed at me the next day so I open the toilet to find a freshly used tampon floating for me to either remove or flush down.

She was a treat.

Damn man. I envy your patience. I would have definitely flipped my shit at the sight of that.

 

[Alucrid]

This thread is actually disrespecting the ongoing pa wars that a few are experiencing on here.

We've all left post it notes on a fridge door or an oven for someone else, usually with negative intent. "Don't drink the milk" or "I'm leaving you, and I'm taking the children; you can communicate to me through my father, who is an INTENSE lawyer".

Clenched fists, and no eye contact is the Gerstmann way, and thus my way too.

I did that once during freshmen year, but after it didn't fix shit I just told them in person.

 

[The Outsider]

Never forget.

 

[Clydefrog]

I posted this is another roommate thread:

My first OCD roommate was a clean freak but only his body needed to be clean. Everything else around him was a DISASTER. Everything. He was my college dorm-mate for a year. Half of our shelf space was full of paper towels, toilet paper, and Lysol because he had to constantly clean things before use. He would Lysol the bottom of his shoes before stepping on the ground. He would use a piece of tissue paper to move something and then toss the tissue paper on the ground. He also had a bad case of IBS, so I got to hear the loudest shits after every meal. He did not eat healthy either. He was not a skinny man to say the least and his desk was in the middle of the room; he would get very annoyed every time you accidentally brushed up against him or touched something of his.

I lived with him and another guy in a dorm room made for 2 people. They shared a bunk bed while I had the single bed. My other roommate on the bottom bunk told me one time while he was sleeping that a bunch of tissue paper fell on his face. The OCD roommate was blowing his nose and just tossing the tissue paper down. That other roommate though became my best friend throughout college and is still a great friend of mine. We couldn’t wait to move out. We still recount stories of the OCD roommate from time to time.

My second OCD roommate was more of the "everything needs to be organized" sort. The only good part was that he bought a cleaning lady to come by the house and clean twice a month. I loved that. But he also did random stuff that annoyed me. He stole and threw away my food. He would constantly delete my shows that I taped on the DVR. He would turn lights to save electricity the very second I leave a room. Even when I’m leaving my bedroom to go pee. Stuff in the kitchen, my bathroom, and even my bedroom would go missing. I’d ask him about it and he said he moved it somewhere else. I had no privacy. I confronted him about these things but things would never change.

 

[Alligatorjandro]

Roommates scare me.

 

[Hobbestetrician]

The fuck is wrong with her.

Quite a lot. Worst human being I have ever met.

Damn man. I envy your patience. I would have definitely flipped my shit at the sight of that.

I am usually patient to a fault because I prefer to avoid confrontation but when she wrote me a 4-page letter outlining everything I did to annoy her over the course of 10 months (all small, petty shit all she had to do was ask me about and I would have stopped) we finally had it out. I remained seated and calm when I brought up the letter (I was a full 18 inches taller than her and she would be one to make up an accusation against me) while she stormed up and down the stairs, yelling and getting right in my face about shit like dishes not being spotless. Her (hairless) boyfriend (she made me aware of this fact to show that any hair in the bathroom was mine) sat on the stairs and played his PSP the whole time. She was unhinged.

 

[bengraven]

Moved in with best friend when I was 19.

- invited homeless drug users to sleep on my couch

- held huge parties on nights I had to work...I walked in the door to people doing lines

- destroyed all my furniture: cigarette burns on the couch, razor blade gouges (from cutting coke) in my brand new expensive dining room table

- my VHS collection started slowly disappearing - I lock it in my room and suddenly he's literally breaking my door down and took ALL my movies because "if you're going to be disrespectful and paranoid that my friends are borrowing your movies, then I'm stealing them all"

- I was walking home after my car broke down and he picked me up on his way back home...he asked if I had money because he wanted to buy some acid - I didn't have any cash so he said "Um, I hate to be a bitch, but i gotta turn around because I need to find some money...so you're going to have to get out and walk the rest of the way, since I'm going the other direction..."

- walked in on him smoking crack with two dudes who were notorious for gang raping a friend of ours and that was fucking it. I kicked his ass out and it ruined our relationship forever.


This was my best friend since I was 5 years old.

 

[MrPink93485]

I did have a roommate who kept clogging the toilet and then not plunging it properly which pissed me off, but there was something wrong with the toilet too, I think, because we eventually had maintenance sort it out. Just saying that if you're gonna clog the toilet, then at least fix it too while you're at it, instead of risking overflow. His solution was just flush it 2-3 times, and wait for all the chunks to go down and that was it. Also had the weird habit of listening to Owl City over and over. Since he was Hawaiian, he stayed up till late at night, and one time I heard 'Fireflies' on repeat, and he couldn't really hear me tell him to turn it down. But I was too tired to get up and actually physically move him and tell him, so I hate that song with a fiery passion now.

 

[Puddles]

I had a roommate who played EVE Online about 14-18 hours a day. He slept 4-6 hours, didn't shower much, and occasionally went to class.

He wasn't a bad guy, but he was just always there, always playing the game. And he made playlists of 6-8 songs that he would repeat for hours and hours.

 

[Alucrid]

Moved in with best friend.

- invited homeless drug users to sleep on my couch
- held huge parties on nights I had to work...I walked in the door to people doing lines
- destroyed all my furniture: cigarette burns on the couch, razor blade gouges (from cutting coke) in my brand new expensive dining room table
- my VHS collection started slowly disappearing - I lock it in my room and suddenly he's literally breaking my door down and took ALL my movies because "if you're going to be disrespectful and paranoid that my friends are borrowing your movies, then I'm stealing them all"
- I was walking home after my car broke down and he picked me up on his way back home...he asked if I had money because he wanted to buy some acid - I didn't have any cash so he said "Um, I hate to be a bitch, but i gotta turn around because I need to find some money...so you're going to have to get out and walk the rest of the way, since I'm going the other direction..."
- walked in on him smoking crack with two dudes who were notorious for gang raping a friend of ours and that was fucking it. I kicked his ass out and it ruined our relationship forever.

so uh....how did you not know these things before living with him?

 

[Devolution]

Quite a lot. Worst human being I have ever met.


I am usually patient to a fault because I prefer to avoid confrontation but when she wrote me a 4-page letter outlining everything I did to annoy her over the course of 10 months (all small, petty shit all she had to do was ask me about and I would have stopped) we finally had it out. I remained seated and calm when I brought up the letter (I was a full 18 inches taller than her and she would be one to make up an accusation against me) while she stormed up and down the stairs, yelling and getting right in my face about shit like dishes not being spotless. Her (hairless) boyfriend (she made me aware of this fact to show that any hair in the bathroom was mine) sat on the stairs and played his PSP the whole time. She was unhinged.

I hope you kept that letter, it should be posted for lulz.

 

[bengraven]

so uh....how did you not know these things before living with him?

He's actually incredibly bi-polar. I suspected it for years, but I didn't realize it fully until I lived with him.

On his "off days" I just either wouldn't see him or we'd fight and I'd go home. On his "on days", we were closer than brothers. His off days he would torment me, humiliate me, straight up emotionally devastate me until we finally fought as seen above and then he'd come back later, "I'm sorry...fuck man..."

It was like a really bad relationship, but I suspected things would be okay living together because of all the "good days". I think like abused spouses, after 14 years I was like "oh he's not THAT bad".



Oh and then there was the time he brought home two 15 year old girls I worked with and their friend, a 27 year old carny with a hair lip. The girls kept talking about how awesome the carny was and suddenly I realized what was going on.

My twenty year old friend wanted to try and have a threesome with the 15 year old girls and because the girls felt bad for leaving their friend alone (because he wanted nothing to do with her), they thought I would pity fuck the girl with the hair lip.

 

[Memento Mori]

It's not about a roommate but a roommate's girlfriend:

About 5 years ago, there was this guy living in the house I now live in and he apparently got his girlfriend pregnant. She didn't tell anyone about being pregnant. Instead, she told everyone her belly was getting bigger because of medical reasons. So apparently, after she gave birth to the baby, she choked it and later dumped the dead body near her parent's house.

Nobody noticed until she get herself pregnant again. And again, she choked the baby after giving birth and dumped the body in a laptop bag in our backyard. Not really sure what happened but somebody found one of the bodies and then, the second one was discovered too.

Really fucked up, considering getting an abortion here (Netherlands) is really easy. Some seriously fucked up people on this earth.

This thread escalated quickly.

 

[Aurongel]

Previous roommate got drunk one night Freshmen year and proceeded to vomit ramen and goldfish crackers all over the carpet on my half of the room. He couldn't even stand up so I had to use my wheelie chair to push him to the bathroom. When I went to check on him in the bathroom later I found that he had left all of his clothes in the sink because they were dirty with puke and he walked across the dorm building knocking on random doors looking for me in the nude. According to the person he drank with, he might have had some other substances in his system as well that were also new to him. Eventually found him taking a dump in a garbage can down the hall near the common microwave.

That ended up being the only time he got like that though, he was super chill otherwise.

 

[TimeEffect]

I hope you kept that letter, it should be posted for lulz.

Yeah, I want that letter. Like, right now.

 

[Einbroch]

If this thread is still up in four hoursI have a few stories involving my roommates computer and the FBI, my roommates girlfriend and my underwear, and my roommate and his sister. Thee different roommates, three fucked up encounters.

 

[Whogie]

My memory is a bit fuzzy on this, but I was working on my friend's computer, when I almost touched a pin that was stuck through his power plug.

Turns out my friend had confronted his roommate about not pulling his weight around the house. So the roommate decided to leave, but not before leaving traps like that throughout the house.

 

[Osietra]

If this thread is still up in four hoursI have a few stories involving my roommates computer and the FBI, my roommates girlfriend and my underwear, and my roommate and his sister. Thee different roommates, three fucked up encounters.

Don't spunk away your brain ideas to the Internet, write them down on Word or a piece of paper. Hollywood agents read forums like this.

 

[cheststrongwell]

I had a Chinese roommate named Karen. I kind of had a bad feeling about her, but let her rent because we were desperate to find someone. Other Asian roommates I have had were awesome. Very clean, nice, and quiet. Anyway, she ended up accusing my other roommate of opening a package from UPS and stealing things from it. Karen wanted me to kick this other roommate out. I told her I wouldn't do that. She started leaving vulgar notes on the other roommates door, so I finally told her she had three days to move out. I helped her pack all her things up then went to sleep.

Around 3:30 am I woke up to an awful smell. It smelled like someone had experienced a massive diarrhea attack. I was to tired to investigate, so I fell back to sleep. Around 4:00 am I get a text from the other roommate. She smells it too and thinks I should investigate. I walk out into the living room, but don't see Karen. I stand there for a bit, soaking in the situation. Then Karen pops into the living room from the sliding door leading into the back yard. She is wearing a white surgical mask and a pair of those rubber dish washing gloves. In her hand is a Wal-Mart bag, filled with...something. She bolts past me and heads for my roommates room. Once inside, she flings the contents of the bag all over the bedroom. I managed to grab her and fling her into the wall. After that, she ran out of the house and drove off.

I checked her room and she had bags and bags of shit mixed with rotten fish, chicken breast, and tofu. I think she had been shitting in the Wal-Mart bags and hiding them in the back yard. I have never smelled anything this bad. Took me a week to clean it all up. She had taken off the shower head and shoved this shit into the pipes. Thanks god we found her in the middle of her revenge, because she was planning on putting that shit in the dish washer and drier. It smelled so bad that the police wouldn't even come into the house.

Worst roommate ever.

 

[Spat_triate]

While in college in ATL I had a roommate (well a housemate to be exact) who was a junkie and a crack whore. Think Dave Chapelle's Tyrone Biggins, she was that extreme. She had this odd habit of stealing entire boxes of my juice from the fridge. When questioned she denied it of course, but was so cracked out that she left the empty boxes on the floor outside her bedroom door.

She brought her 'clients' home every night for 5-10 mins of bed squeaking before leaving and returning with another client to repeat the process.


When she was finally kicked out, I helped the landlord clear out her bedroom. It was a minefield of broken crack pipes; burnt carpet; blood; bent needles; and floppy used condoms, brown from months of slow decomposition. It was a fucking chemical disaster. I am still amazed that I didn't leave that room with any number of fatal diseases/viruses.

 

[Collete]

Posted this in a thread a few months back, but the story never gets old.



A few weeks later...

You poor soul...
My roommate didn't steal any stuff, but I have a brother who has a habit of stealing my Wii games (and a Gamecube from a Christmas long time ago) to sell for money for pot/snuff/drinking.
Funny part is my parents blame me even though I actively try to keep my games and consoles away from him in plain sight and hide them away.

 

[ScreenSplitter]

My memory is a bit fuzzy on this, but I was working on my friend's computer, when I almost touched a pin that was stuck through his power plug.

Turns out my friend had confronted his roommate about not pulling his weight around the house. So the roommate decided to leave, but not before leaving traps like that throughout the house.

Told off for being lazy = passively aggressively murder everybody. Reasonable.

 

[Senator Soufflé]

Not a horrific story at all, just a story of how one of my roomates was stupid. The house we rented last year for Uni, one day there was an incredibly odd scraping noise coming from his room for about 10 mins followed by a couple of bangs.

On checking his room the next time he was out he had somehow drilled a coat hanger onto the back of the door, only it was incredibly wonky. No apparatus were found and he never mentioned it nor the hanger. It also could be the reason we got no deposit back as of yet.

 

[Coverly]

Back in college I lived in a frat for one summer so that I could attend summer classes. My roommate was young and extremely fit, ripped muscles and everything. He didn't go to my college but was attending a nearby school and he had a full time job working the graveyard shift. So most of the time I would see him sleeping. Didn't talk much but was friendly enough.

Second week he asks me if I took his $20 because it was missing. Told him it wasn't me.

Few days later he said someone slashed one of his sandals and if I did that. Told him it wasn't me.

A week passes and he says that his toothpaste taste funny and someone might have tampered with that. He think it's someone from the frat playing jokes on him.

More days pass and he tells me that someone put something in the food he was cooking in the kitchen that day when he stepped out for a minute. He thinks the frat is out for him

That week passes and I go home for the weekend to do laundry and stock up on food to bring back to the frat around early monday morning, around 6am or so. When I enter the room he's there sleeping (our beds are elevated so that our desks can fit under) so I go to my desk and drop my food and start to put things away when he says

"Did you do it?" I told him what.
"Did you do it?" I told him I don't understand.
"DID YOU DO IT?" - At this point his eyes were bulging and his voice was at shouting level. He then said
" Do you want to kill me? Is that what you want? Do you want to kill me and sell my body?" He then pointed to his stomach,
" Did you want to kill me to sell my intestines? DID YOU!"
At this point I'm thinking
1. wtf, this came out of nowhere
2. intestines? really? out of all the parts to harvest? kidneys would be a better target

He repeats himself a couple times and his muscles start to flex (I'm so dead) and his eyes are blood red now. Every he would say a line I would say that I don't know what he's talking about (very true) and that I had just come from home into this. He then jumps down to the floor and he's 2 feet away from me. There is no way I could have survived a fight with that guy, he was too pumped up and way too buff so I was still trying to talk my way out of it. I tried telling him that I didn't know anything over and over and that I had to go to class.

So i walk slowly towards the door, with my backpack still on (didn't have a chance to put it down, tons of books inside), and I slowly closed the door. The second I close the door I bolted (I was on the 2nd floor). The second I got to the stairs I heard a huge sound of the door opening and steps and I was sure it was him changing his mind and now chasing me so I didn't think twice and ran even faster. I thought that if I ran to the outside he would find me and catch me, so I ran to the frat next door and hid inside (thank you frats for never closing any of your doors). I waited 10 mins to make sure he wasn't following me. After that I walked to the police station (4 blocks away) and I came back in a cop car with two cops to check things out.

As I was walking up the room with them I was praying that he wouldn't try to play stupid and say I made the whole thing up. Then we slowly opened the door and..
I just want to say that the room I was staying in was decorated from floor to ceiling with surfer posters and surfer magazine pages. There was not an inch of wall that had not a page of a picture of a surfer. That's just the way it was.

So when me and the cops opened the door, we saw half of the wall surfer pages torn up on the floor. It was a mess. Oh thank god he went nuts after I left lol. My roommate was there, pretending to be asleep. The cops asked him to come down and if he did all this. he said yes. they asked why. He said there are cameras and listening devices on the wall that the whole frat has planted against him. They are laughing at him he told them. he wanted to find out the device and he was actually going to call the cops to bring a robot that could scan for these devices.

When the cops heard enough they took me aside. Since he didn't physically hit me, they couldn't arrest him. so they told me to ly low and to contact the frat. The frat apologized to me, gave me the summer free with a room all to myself. They kicked him out after a 72 hr notice.

Forward 2 years.
I am at a community college helping a friend with her enrollment. As we walk out of the building someone calls my name. I look back and it's him.

Or at least what was left of him.

He lost all that muscle. He had white hair, looked much older, and walked very slowly. And he was homeless. He asked me how I was and we made some very quick small talk. Then I left as soon as I could. But what a transformation. I have never seen anyone age that significantly in my life.

 

[indigo-cyclops]

I had a Chinese roommate named Karen. I kind of had a bad feeling about her, but let her rent because we were desperate to find someone. Other Asian roommates I have had were awesome. Very clean, nice, and quiet. Anyway, she ended up accusing my other roommate of opening a package from UPS and stealing things from it. Karen wanted me to kick this other roommate out. I told her I wouldn't do that. She started leaving vulgar notes on the other roommates door, so I finally told her she had three days to move out. I helped her pack all her things up then went to sleep.

Around 3:30 am I woke up to an awful smell. It smelled like someone had experienced a massive diarrhea attack. I was to tired to investigate, so I fell back to sleep. Around 4:00 am I get a text from the other roommate. She smells it too and thinks I should investigate. I walk out into the living room, but don't see Karen. I stand there for a bit, soaking in the situation. Then Karen pops into the living room from the sliding door leading into the back yard. She is wearing a white surgical mask and a pair of those rubber dish washing gloves. In her hand is a Wal-Mart bag, filled with...something. She bolts past me and heads for my roommates room. Once inside, she flings the contents of the bag all over the bedroom. I managed to grab her and fling her into the wall. After that, she ran out of the house and drove off.

I checked her room and she had bags and bags of shit mixed with rotten fish, chicken breast, and tofu. I think she had been shitting in the Wal-Mart bags and hiding them in the back yard. I have never smelled anything this bad. Took me a week to clean it all up. She had taken off the shower head and shoved this shit into the pipes. Thanks god we found her in the middle of her revenge, because she was planning on putting that shit in the dish washer and drier. It smelled so bad that the police wouldn't even come into the house.

Worst roommate ever.

DEAR GOD what the fuck? That is horrible to imagine.

 

[Hobbestetrician]

I hope you kept that letter, it should be posted for lulz.

Yeah, I want that letter. Like, right now.

It was an actual physical letter. Fairly certain I kept it but it would be in some random stuff I left at my parents' house. Will be back there next week and will see if I can dig it up.

 

[Lionel Mandrake]

I don't have the link offhand, but surely someone has the forum posts where the guy detailed his "roommate from hell" who let tarantulas run around their apartment, until the poster locked himself in his room, using an RC car- Rube Goldberg machine to get in and out of his sliding glass door and barricading himself inside.

Edit: Here it is.