It's Hard to Find Roomies.

Adrien C

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So I'm starting to look for room mates for next year. The first reason is that I'm really bored of living alone, and the second reason is that house pricing is getting quite expensive in France.

Today I went to a house where 4 young people lived, and, alas, I think its going to take quite a time to find the right roomies. The 2 girls and 2 boys that lived there were all communists, alter-globalisation, green, union members and hippies.
Man, they actually thought I was going to live with them when I'm actually quite a capitalist, liberal and goverment supporter.

So, do any of you have some good roomie stories ?
 
I could never live togheter with someone like that. It whould make me insane.
 
When I was in university accomodation, one of my flatmates came home from a night of drinking and dancing at about 3am, and there were already a few people in our flat just sitting around doing nothing. Flatmate insisted we stay up playing poker, and as soon as we started playing, she fell asleep.
Whenever we tried to move her to her bedroom so we can all go to bed, she'd bat us away and murmur "keep playing" or "no I don't wanna go to bed", while actually asleep face down on the kitchen table.
Come 5am, she woke up when we'd finished the game, and didn't believe us when we said it was 5am.

I miss my flatmates :(
 
So I'm starting to look for room mates for next year. The first reason is that I'm really bored of living alone, and the second reason is that house pricing is getting quite expensive in France.

Today I went to a house where 4 young people lived, and, alas, I think its going to take quite a time to find the right roomies. The 2 girls and 2 boys that lived there were all communists, alter-globalisation, green, union members and hippies.
Man, they actually thought I was going to live with them when I'm actually quite a capitalist, liberal and goverment supporter.

So, do any of you have some good roomie stories ?

lol Solaris
 
I lived in a house in which no contact with the owner had been made in eleven years of prior renters that I knew of... the house had an address scribbled on the wall in the kitchen. As long as we got $500 to that address every month, that was it. No contract, no first/last, no security deposit. One of my roommates was very into snakes, and at the peak of his reptilian husbandry, had about thirty snakes, varying from harmless corn snakes to a couple that had padlocks on the lids. One was a Gaboon Viper, the other I'm not sure, but there was a wild rattlesnake in a tank that didn't warrant a padlock. Anyway, he'd save money on food by buying bulk euthanized rats/mice from the pet store, and storing them in the freezer. Our refrigerator was an old one, in which the freezer was a separate, upper compartment of the refrigerator space, and was prone to serious frost buildup (like solid). He'd put the extra rats in there without containers, and let the ice freeze them into a big mouseberg, with whiskers, feet, and tails sticking out of the edges in places. When it was feeding time, he'd chisel some out, put them in a coffee cup with water in it, and microwave them until they were approximately body temperature (so the snakes would eat them). If the refrigerator went into a defrost cycle or we lost power, the mouseberg would melt and woe was the person whose food was below the dripping rodent purge. So one day he goes to feed one of the snakes, which involved letting one of the snakes out into the middle of the living room and dropping one of the rodents near it. One snake, don't remember which, went for it and missed by about three inches and instead geot a pretty solid purchase on the extraordinarily crusty shag carpet. Being a contrictor of some sort, it began to valiantly try to get a grip on the floor, which amounted to the creature knotting up and constricting its own head. The roommate tried to get the mouth open with his bare hands, actually got the mouth off the carpet, but slipped and the snake got the carpet again. He wound up cutting a circle out of the carpet around where the snake had bitten and pulled the piece out with a pair of pliers (before the snake tried to swallow it). That hole in the carpet was probably our best conversation piece. He also had snakes go missing. Fortunately, both were pythons (a Burmese and a Ball, at different times), so there was no reason to leave the house. If it was the Gaboon Viper or any of the other 'biohazard' jobs, I might not have returned until I knew exactly where it was. One of these escaped vipers was gone for about three months, and we figured he had slithered outside and was free to see what a California winter could be like for a change. However, one of the first time one of my girlfriends came to the house was the day we found him. The dog, who barks occasionally at the local skunk, raccoon, or whatever, was going to town at the back porch. It didn't dawn on me that this was odd, since it was the middle of the day and typical forest vermin don't come out until the evening. There was the snake at the edge of the porch (a 20' drop) cornered by the barking dog. We scrambled into action... I grabbed the dog, my roommate grabbed a burlap sack and his u-hook. While we were doing this, the cat, who's curiosity was naturally aroused and had never seen a snake before, went over to have a sniff. Both he and the snake were sniffing each other about an inch apart, both as tense as they could be given everything that was going on, when I bounded over and grabbed the cat to get him away. I believe the snake had the cat's undivided attention because I scared the cat pretty good when I picked him up... he exploded in a frenzy of claws and hisses and tore my arms up from the elbows down. This apparently was too much for the snake, who then fell off the edge of the porch into the weeds (brown, about a foot and a half tall). The sun is going down at about this time, and we're about to have a hard enough time finding the snake in the brown grass so off we go. He's pretty agitated however, and is actually leaping into the air, striking blindly. I've never seen a python do that, but we got it in the sack and went back to the house. The girlfriend was shaken, but was still there when we got back. The cat developed an irrational fear of anything tubelike (dead pine boughs, vacuum cords, anything), and upon finding one, would freeze for a moment and then run away, which was actually mildy amusing. The snake lived happily ever after.


Make sure your roommates are skilled in the ways of herpetology if they plan to keep reptiles, and get your own refrigerator.
 
My roommate and i have been mates since high school, his parents own the flat and we rent at a heavily reduced rate. Pretty cool guy every now and again we have a flat party and almost everyone wants to try to backflip from the balcony into the pool. Not nice. He works in the mines so he only comes back to stay one week out of four so the missus comes in and stays. :naughty:

<3 my flat
 
I couldn't just find random people to live with me, I'd commit suicide.

Or anybody that's just flat out annoying.
 
I got an apartment with a 24 month lease with a guy I met on IRC and had never seen before.
 
I married a girl that I met on 4chan but have never met IRL.
 
I married a girl that I met on 4chan but have never met IRL.

Sorry to tell you this, peshy, but you married a trap.
Seriously, pesh.
Seriously.

I room with a guy from the Ukraine. We spent a good 2 hours talking about nothing but ancient Carthage and "the Tin Isles" one late night. Awesome conversation.
 
She showed me pics.

Although... come to think of it, she didn't put a timestamp on them...
 
I have a lot of bad roommate stories.

My favorite is the furry. FurGirl for short.

It was the end of the term, and I stupidly signed up late to stay in the dorms. They found me a room almost immediately which was a shock. The university usually took months to process anything.

Walking into the room, I found out why...

It smelled like gross, stale food. Hot pockets, ramen, chips. It smelled like a high school cafeteria. It made me feel queasy. There were J-Pop posters everywhere, and half-open boxes of Cheeze-Its spilled on her floor. It was definitely not a girl's room.

And then I saw her. The blob at the desk. Suffering from typical I'm-Large-and-In-Charge syndrome, she was wearing fishnets and a miniskirt, but probably weighed over 250lbs. She had bright red lipstick on, and cat ears.

Yes, cat ears.

Anyway, she was friendly, so I didn't run. She was actually pretty nice, if a complete freakshow. The one thing I appreciated about her was she went to conventions across the country so in my whopping month there, she was gone every weekend to some new place. The room always smelled so I just doused my side in perfume and opened the window whenever possible.

One time she left her laptop open and screen saver off, so I got to see pictures of her that were open in the browser. Some of them, she was holding a knife in her hands and cutting parts of her body while naked; in other ones, she was doing questionable things with cat ears and a tail on. Seriously was shit you'd see on 4chan or SomethingAwful, but it was 100% her. She hosted them on Photobucket. My friends didn't believe me, so I linked the Photobucket, and they wished they had of just taken my word for it. Most of them got taken down because of traffic and breaking ToS; I think a friend put them on a website or something.

The weirdest thing about her, though, was she had a 50-something year old fiance who I met once. He lived in another state and was really nasty looking. We were both 19 at the time. He dumped her right before I left, and I had to deal with her threatening to jump off the roof and tell our RA that she was "at risk" for suicide.

I hate roommates now. Randomized ones, anyway.
 
Just looked her up on Facebook--most of them are banned but I have a few tame winners.

edit: NM just found a video of her and I think I want to die now.
 
I room with a guy from the Ukraine. We spent a good 2 hours talking about nothing but ancient Carthage and "the Tin Isles" one late night. Awesome conversation.

One thing we know how to do is to talk well :thumbs:


Monique, your roomie makes me cringe.
 
the miniskirt and the cat ears got my attention, but the rest was disgusting
 
Please don't pertain to show that shit over here.
 
Suicidal people are so lame. **** them.
 
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