I need to VENTUIGVKjbdsc,oigbrfkndjv
First off: This is a post about roommate issues.
So today I went to Chicken Express for lunch, and then came back to my apartment. It was
hot in here, folks. Like really fucking hot. I couldn't breathe. Naturally, I go and check the temperature; my roommate has it set to 95 degrees in here.
95 degrees.
I turn it down to 76 because, as far as I know, that's a good average temperature.
I go in my room so that I can sit down to eat, and my roommate comes out of her room and knocks on my door. I answer, and she says to me, "Leave the temperature up. I'm sick and I can't have it too low. I have asthma."
I'm trying to figure out if this is a fucking joke, like some mystical force set this scenario up to troll me. I have asthma too, and the thought of having it 95 degrees in an apartment to help
fix my asthma problems boggles my mind. Whenever I go anywhere and it's too hot, I don't stand a chance of catching my breath. I've been this way since I was but a wee lass, fresh from my mother's uterus.
How did I make it in the maternal oven?
So I tell her, "Well, I have asthma too, and the heat in here is choking me.
I can't breathe."
She says to me, "Turn on your ceiling fan and open a window or something," and I just shut down. Something in my head broke, because I didn't even say anything. I just went in my room and sat on my bed so that I could try to gather my thoughts.
Guys, she sets it to 95 degrees all the time. We have this back and forth where I'll turn it down to 76 and she'll turn it back up to 95. So I pretty much give up. I have been leaving my ceiling fan on 24/7 and I have one of those little rotating fans next to my bed that I also leave on 24/7. It's been this way for the past three months, and IT'S STIL TOO HOT IN HERE. I can't sleep at night so, I'm pretty sleep deprived.
It's really fucking cold outside, so I'm not gonna open a window. Hell, even if I did, I
still wouldn't be able to breathe because of how damn dry the air is. (Asthma sucks lolz)
A little history: I have to bitch at her to get her to give me her money for our internet bill (she JUST paid me for the first time
last week for the
last two months. I had to get angry to get it.) And she doesn't clean out my microwave so it's filthy in there. That irks me. :/
Am I overreacting or what? I don't know what to do because she pays rent here too and has a right to comfort but FFS, 95 degrees! Who does that shit?
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