Before I start, I've had about 40 roommates before these "women" showed up in my life to try to ruin my sense of dignity and self-confidence.
I was living in an apartment with 3 other women. Last semester, one of them already turned out to be a nightmare from the get-go, she didn't hide her psychotic behavior, which will be the first one or "Mortimer." Mortimer wanted all the roommates to be super quiet, like a mouse, like to the point that she can't even hear you with her super-sonic hearing. But of course, closing or opening the microwave or refrigerator makes noise, cooking makes noise, turning on the shower makes noise, washing one's hands makes noise, walking can make noise, talking makes noise etc. And it doesn't help that there are four women living in one apartment.
I came home one day early in the semester and was told about the "noise issue" by Mortimer. To which I sat down Mortimer and Cassandra (I'll get to Cassandra later, at this point she's sedated by Mortimer) and we all (including the additional roommate) came to a decision that myself, Cassandra, and the other roommate would try to be very quiet but that Mortimer was to wear earplugs and or headphones to drown out whatever noise we happened to be making. Mortimer agreed.
But then, for the next week, Mortimer would call the RA (without giving us any notification first and at odd hours of the night) to come up about a "noise problem" (ie cooking is making too much noise) from her roommates. During which time she would blame C, claiming she's the one making all the noise. And Cassandra would cry, eliciting sympathy from me; which meant that after a while, I would stand up to Mortimer for Cassandra. After this week, Mortimer would start calling the RHD about "noise problems" (also without any notification for us and at odd hours of the night) AT HIS HOME (he has a wife and kids). And I heard from him and one of the RAs that Mortimer said that "she shouldn't have to compromise (ie wearing headphones or earplugs) because she's paying to live here"... Well, so were we! At about the second to third week, someone would make the tiniest amount of noise, Mortimer would call the RA (at 3:00 AM in the morning or whatever) and a shouting match would ensue between Mortimer, Cassandra and myself.
Once, Mortimer called the RA six times between the hours of 10PM and 8AM between Friday and Saturday and we usually only have one RA on call for the night, because that's one usually needs. Well, I was told that the RA's phone goes off like a fire alarm and that every time the RA put her head down to sleep, the phone would go off for that night. I was told that the RA had literally started to cry because she wasn't being allowed to sleep and it was all being done by the same woman.
By about the third week after the start of the semester, our RA and RHD sat down with everyone in the apartment to go over the roommate agreement. We couldn't even get past question one which was "What do you need to do when you are stressed?" because everyone (mostly Mortimer and Cassandra) kept fighting and insulting each other and everyone kept talking over each other. To which the RHD finally said, "I see things are not working out here..." And it was decided that Mortimer find another place to stay since things were obviously not working out.
It took her a week to finally move out. And during this whole week and the two weeks preceding, she was incredibly rude to us; ignoring us at every move, giving off this impression as if all the roommates were out to get her, claiming we didn't get as good grades as her (done during roommate agreement), claiming our school work wasn't as good as hers (also done during roommate agreement), claiming we were going to steal her things, and ended up stealing 20 cans of my Pabst Blue Ribbon when she finally moved out.
At this point, the apartment is finally at peace... but only for about 3 weeks...
Cassandra starts trouble... by inviting people over without giving me much warning even though she knows I need to have a warning about people coming over to our apartment (we might not share a bedroom, but I'm living here too). I decided to give her some benefit of the doubt since it's her first time living away from home (but at 24 years old? Come on).
Cassandra Bizon would yell at me and throw insults at me anytime any tiny, insignificant conflict came up (ie someone asking "Could you take out the trash?").
Cassandra claimed I was being rude when I asked her mom after polite conversation "So how long are you staying?" and threw multiple insults at me and screamed at me during this time.
Cassandra claimed I'm being childish because I joke around and have a fun time or because she "thought" that something that was said might have been rude.
Cassandra would claim I'm not popular because I don't bring any friends up to the apartment (I go to school on the part of campus that consists 85% of men, and I mostly have male friends. If I invite any of my male friends up, they'd get the wrong message.)
I once, accidentally, ate a super-processed 1$ pizza that belonged to Cassandra , immediately afterwards I paid her 2$ (because that's what I thought it cost at the time and it was what she demanded I pay). And she still claimed I was a thief.
She tried telling me to "come to her first" if I had any problems with her even though I found out that she can't talk civilly about any conflict and so I stopped trying. She told me this after she found out I would go down to the RA front desk and complain about the problems I'm having with her to get the problems off my chest because dealing with her was so obnoxious.
Four times, I babysat Cassandra after she got slobbering drunk. And one of these times, I babysat her while she threw up in her trash can.
Cassandra claimed we had a ghost in the apartment and got the other roommate really scared and it also scared me a bit.
The fire alarm went off twice while I was sleeping (scary!) and once while I was awake in the duration that I was there.
After a while, she would just start inviting people over without giving me any indication anyone was coming out of spite for me or some childish nonsense.
Near the end of the semester, Cassandra would just start complaining at me or about me without any reason or trigger; at which point I just started to ignore her and walk out of the room.
It was at this point that I was more comfortable taking my final exams than I was being in my own apartment.
One day a week to the end of the semester, she decided to throw all her insults at me at once to try to bring me down. I laughed in her face at what she said because all her insults were based on her impression of me and what she thought of me and not at all of who I actually am. After this, she started talking about me to her friends out loud in the living room when she knew I was at the apartment and would make fun of me with her friends out loud.
A few days to the end of the semester, her continuous ill treatment of me was so bad that I had to call the Emergency Hotline we have at school and talk to a Psychologist for 30 minutes. And I got a different room in a different apartment the day before everyone was to leave because I was having a panic attack and was close to tears all while telling the RHD (who was completely and totally informed about the situation) that I need to switch rooms for the night. He told me it sounds like it would have been a good idea to switch rooms sooner to which I agreed.
But it's not over yet! I accidentally left my music playing after I left the apartment and in the morning, I come back to the apartment and the fire alarm was going off and C was nowhere to be seen! (Hmm... coincidence?) And I got the RA to come up and disable it. Then Cassandra Bizon claims she took out the recycle when she clearly didn't and she left the oven purposely dirty in the morning even though I cleaned it the night before.
After all this, it took me the entire duration of the summer that I saw a Psychologist to get over the unnecessarily stressful semester due to the actions and choices of my roommates
T.L.D.R.:
First, three roommates in a four-bedroom apartment had one terrible roommate who wanted everyone to be dead quiet and she was passive-aggressive and would call the RA and RHD on her "loud" roommates every chance she got even though she agreed to a compromise with her roommates. Things didn't work , she moved out. This woman was 36 years old.
Then later, one of the other roommates started acting psycho (This woman was 24 years old):
-inviting people over without telling anyone
-yell and throw insults at me any time any little insignificant conflict came up (ie asking "Could you take out the trash?")
-throw insults at me in general (claimed I'm childish and no one likes me)
-Four times, I babysat Cassandra after she got slobbering drunk. And one of these times, I babysat her while she threw up in her trash can.
-Cassandra claimed we had a ghost in the apartment and tried to get me and the other roommate paronoid and scared
-She tried telling me to "come to her first" if I had any problems with her even though I found out that she can't talk civilly about any conflict which is why I stopped trying to talk to her face to face.
-The fire alarm went off twice while I was sleeping (scary!) and once while I was awake in the duration that I was there.
-Near the end of the semester, Cassandra would just start complaining at me or about me without any reason or trigger; at which point I just started to ignore her and walk out of the room. (at this point that I was more comfortable taking my final exams than I was being in my own apartment.)
A few days to the end of the semester, her continuous ill treatment of me was so bad that I had to call the Emergency Hotline we have at school and talk to a Psychologist for 30 minutes. And I got a different room in a different apartment the day before everyone was to leave because I was having a panic attack and was close to tears all while telling the RHD (who was completely and totally informed about the situation) that I need to switch rooms for the night. In the morning, I come back to the apartment and the fire alarm was going off and Cassandra was nowhere to be seen! (Hmm... coincidence?)
After all this, it took me the entire duration of the summer and I saw a Psychologist to get over the unnecessarily stressful semester due to the actions and choices of my roommates.
Submitted November 04, 2014 at 06:49AM by rudolftherednosed http://ift.tt/1x3B4ql badroommates
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