Living with girls is not an easy task. Some people are inconsiderate. For example, I often leave my laundry in the washer and/or dryer, thus prohibiting another person’s laundry doing. However, I am always patient with the people who use the washer and dryer before me, and if they leave clothes in there, I will fold the dry ones and be very careful about where I put the wet ones. If I wash a load of clothes that includes Amber’s clothes, I make sure I wash it with her detergent because she is allergic to most laundry detergents. I clean up after people, and I usually do this without complaint. I do most things that are involved in living in the apartment that hate/silence built without complaint, in all reality. HOWEVER, I am about done with the downstairs roommate having company over. She doesn’t have any girlfriends (She is a freshman who lives with three juniors. She doesn’t live in the dorm due to circumstances beyond all of our control, and I actually like her a lot. It’s just a shame that I am never really home and that she can’t live with the freshmen girls and make friends and be goofy with them.), so she usually has boys over. Don’t get me wrong: I LOVE boys. These boys, on the other hand, I do not love. They don’t clean up after themselves, and the downstairs roommate doesn’t clean up after them, either. NOT OKAY.
I had free time today. I wanted to nap. I like sleeping when I can. I put on a pair of shorts because it is (thankfully) unseasonably warm outside and, therefore, unnecessarily warm upstairs. I climbed into my bed and heard someone knock on the door. Knowing the downstairs roommate was home, I let her answer it and tried to fall asleep. I’m pretty sure it’s not five minutes until I hear cackling and just generally ridiculous conversation. At one point, her company was pretending to be an auctioneer. Y’all, I’m not kidding.
Is it so much to ask to have a little respect for your roommates? No, we’re not all friends, and no, we do not hang out with the same people, but honestly, turn it down a notch. Have company over, but make them clean up before they leave because I am most certainly NOT going to clean up after them. Keep the volume level down. No one wants to hear an auctioneer in her apartment, trust me.
1 Comment
February 21, 2007 at 4:24 am
Sometimes living with other people sucks.