tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232502542011-08-15T11:49:38.990-04:00Bad roommates. We've all had them. But have you had five at the same time? Read on for for the epic saga of dumb vs. dumber as they compete for the stupidest, most inconsiderate and least-common-sensical act.Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1152460853980333442006-07-09T11:53:00.000-04:002006-07-09T12:00:53.983-04:00

In the interest of reinvigorating this site a bit, Ken and I have decided to start adding stories from our past living situations. He's got some great ones from first year; mine are a bit spread out though.To whet your appetite, let me give you a synopsis of a 4-month period I lived and worked in London. This should give you an idea about the types of stories that are forthcoming.1. I move

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1152417724007424432006-07-08T23:51:00.000-04:002006-07-09T11:52:44.243-04:00

Well, it's been a while. It's not that my roommates got smarter, it's just that there was nothing new. Well, until today.So, if you notice on a bag of fries, it'll give you oven instructionss. In these instructions, it probably mentions something about putting the fries on a pan before you put them in the oven. And then it'll likely say something about flipping them halfway through.Well, one

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1146948834679830042006-05-06T16:51:00.000-04:002006-05-06T16:53:55.746-04:00

I'd just like to reinforce the previous stupidity of my roommates by saying I found more dishes when I rummaged through the old garbage.  Man that was gross.  That said, it wouldn't have been so bad had people not just tossed LOOSE garbage on top of that bag.  There are no words for these people...

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1146928514396908862006-05-06T11:12:00.000-04:002006-05-06T11:15:14.396-04:00

According to the landlord, there should be four people living here.  Then why do I count five rooms being used?  That's right, one of them hasn't found a new place to live.  So he squats.  I love the morals of these people.  He doesn't ask us if we mind, he just stays.  Granted, it's not a major inconvience, but still, wtf?  Does he not have friends he can crash with?  He says he's moving out,

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1146928297562928552006-05-06T11:09:00.000-04:002006-05-06T11:18:02.276-04:00

So, we've had stupid roommates.  But none of them have stolen stuff.  Until now.  The floor of my house is a bit sketch right, so for the past few years, I've had a pair of sandles that I wear outside my room.  Now, one day they go missing.  I figure I just put em under something - I lose stuff often.  A couple weeks later (after I tear up my room twice looking), I find 'em.  On my roommate's

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1144961379034732082006-04-13T16:47:00.000-04:002006-04-13T16:49:39.653-04:00

So, remember K from the post about the potential threesome?  She's now getting mail delivered here.  Mastercard bills.  Lets have a vote: who thinks I should just write "Recipient Not Known" and toss it back in the post office box?  Reply in the comments!

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1144517142421942152006-04-08T13:24:00.000-04:002006-04-08T13:25:42.420-04:00

OK, we've now seen the results of what happens when you leave doors open during the winter (other than high heating bills): rodents.  Thanks guys, I'm charging you for the traps and the bait.

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1144516979212617852006-04-08T13:21:00.000-04:002006-04-08T13:22:59.213-04:00

Here's a simple one.  If there's mail, drop it in front of the person's door.  Not the kitchen table that's usually full of random stuff.  That way, oh, I don't know, bills will get paid on time.  Useful, no?  Honestly, it's just common sense and common courtesy.  And they can't say that they've never heard of the concept before.  Because I have done it for all of them (with one possible

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1144516778145489162006-04-08T13:18:00.000-04:002006-04-08T13:19:39.713-04:00

When this saying came into popularity a few decades back, the idea of sharing bathwater was not necessarily novel, but made for some great jokes.  What they didn't intend, however, is how my roommate is sharing the water from his shower with me.  No, no, sorry, nothing kinky.  It's on the floor.  Every day.  Puddles of it.  Puddles deep enough that ripples form when you walk by.  Honestly man,

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143918790335984682006-04-01T13:58:00.000-05:002006-04-01T14:13:11.163-05:00

We've been having internet troubles all term. Flakey wireless connection, router going up and down like a demented yoyo, cable modem seeming like it needs viagra... the whole works. The stupidity of at least one housemate has been causing this, over and over, despite our attempts to remedy it:1. We swap routers, the net starts working. Then, someone comes and swaps it back. It stops working.

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143471397074410532006-03-27T09:46:00.000-05:002006-03-27T09:56:37.103-05:00

This might be one of the worst things one of the roommates has done. About a month ago one of our stupid roommates, not sure who, wrote a note saying if people don't wash their dirty dishes he will throw them out. Now the problem with this is that the people that left dirty dishes on the counter may not be the same people that own the dishes, so it is unfair to throw them out. Leander then writes

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143212536440643572006-03-24T09:57:00.000-05:002006-03-24T10:02:16.440-05:00

With regards to the toothpaste that I mentioned below: there was a large amount of toothpaste-foam spat onto the mirror, and allowed to slowly slide down the wall leaving a green trail a-la-Slimer onto the sink, and tap. No, this isn't just normal spray from brushing your teeth with your lips open. This is a big wad of toothpaste-foam. Spat on the mirror a bit below eye level. I don't get it

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143212232176239602006-03-24T09:47:00.000-05:002006-03-24T09:57:12.210-05:00

It's sure a good thing that there're two bathrooms in this house. Because, (what seems like) every weekend day from 12-2, the one downstairs is unavailable for use. Is that because that's when the maid cleans it? Damn, I wish. No, it's because the guy next door and (at least one of) his girlfriend(s) (see references below to the Mystery Girl) tag-team the bathroom. Yes, for two hours; I

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143030151162609152006-03-22T07:15:00.000-05:002006-03-22T07:22:31.173-05:00

Ok guys, I understand that if a breaker flips, you need to turn it back. When I took the room with the breakers, I realized I had to be willing to have people in my room to do that. But, when I come home from class, at least have the courtesy to put stuff back where you found it! Don't leave my desk pulled out, the breaker box door wide open (knocking some stuff over) with the monitor and

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1143018128474352692006-03-22T03:54:00.000-05:002006-03-22T04:04:30.586-05:00

When I saw a former roommate had e-mailed in, I got worried it would be about me. Luckily it was about a roommate at a different house. Here is Mark's submission:One summer term, I was living out the last four months of a contract and my landlord (and his other tenants) weren’t going to be around for the summer. One of my roommates managed to find a subletter, so I figured it’d be cool…two of us

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142947577926195962006-03-21T08:23:00.000-05:002006-03-22T03:58:37.310-05:00

This is our 3rd submitted post, sent in by BAGUMWe were moving out of our suite in a rental house and the landlord left us a canister vacuum cleaner to use while we were there. My roomie was cleaning her bedroom carpet and there were spots of make-up, talc, lotion - you name it around her dresser area. She wetted the area with soapy water (mistake) which drove the substances deeper into the

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142937703125288862006-03-21T05:36:00.000-05:002006-03-21T05:41:43.126-05:00

This post has been submitted by JarrettOne of my roommates is a real stoner. I don't judge, but I do take issue with bullshit.It's one thing to hear a stoner defend the use of marijuana - that's cool, whatever you do to yourself is your business. And, you know, there's like, you know, NO bad side effects from the use of marijuana. You know. Totally good for you 'n stuff, right?That may be

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142613171468388412006-03-17T11:28:00.000-05:002006-03-17T11:32:51.480-05:00

What do you do when you're unloading groceries and there isn't enough room in the freezer? It's one of the fundamental questions of life. My roommate has come with a novel solution. Take my food out, put it on top of the freezer, put his in, and leave.It's a short post, I know, but, honestly, what more can I say???

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142480808540375572006-03-15T22:43:00.000-05:002006-03-15T22:49:48.703-05:00

Here is the first ever submitted entry at Stupid Roommates, sent in to us by "Kiwi":You know you hear stories about various food left in the fridge? Well I have a housemate who enjoys cooking. Which is all fine and dandy until you see how much he makes in one sitting. For just one person, he makes enough to feed an army.. And I mean pots full or sometimes 2 pots full!!! Not only does it take up

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142434238574135392006-03-15T09:44:00.000-05:002006-03-15T09:50:38.576-05:00

One fine, wintery day, I decide to emerge from my gopher hole and go forage for some food. As I enter the kitchen, I notice the oven on. This in itself is as much an oddity as a day without a "Your Mom" joke, given that I seem to be the only one who bakes, and the microwave is really faster for TV dinners. Anyway, I look in the oven, in case it was left on. Lo and behold, someone's cooking

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142392786828645972006-03-14T22:16:00.000-05:002006-03-14T22:22:53.516-05:00

Ok, this is a quick one. When a light burns out, you replace it. If you don't have a bulb, you replace it in the next couple of days. Or, you ask if anyone does. You don't ignore it.You don't rinse and repeat until there is one working lightbulb in the kitchen, and one in the living room, none in the stairwells. Maybe I'm insane. By the way, the reason all the bulbs are burnt out is a

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142392561613879822006-03-14T22:09:00.000-05:002006-03-14T22:16:01.630-05:00

Ok, so when you sign a lease for an individual room, the understanding is that it's for an individual. Or so I thought. Sure, if you've got a significant other, he or she is often over. Fair enough. But what, I ask, does one do if you have two? I've recently had that question answered by Roommate D: let them stay over ... together.Yes, yes, maybe he only has one girlfriend, but here's what

Leanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12821180696139480390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1142244281447749352006-03-13T04:55:00.000-05:002006-03-13T05:04:41.466-05:00

For some unknown reason, our roommates have no clue how a door works. They get the opening to walk in or out of the house part, but somehow can't master the next, and arguably the most difficult, step of closing the door behind them. You may ask, "Aren't you in Canada, it is cold in the winter, right?" Damn right it is cold! Plus we pay for utilities, so the furnace has to make up for their

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1141366286105775812006-03-03T00:56:00.000-05:002006-03-03T01:11:26.110-05:00

For the first roommate story, I will recount the story that inspired the creation of this blog. Yesterday one of my roommates, I'm not sure who because he was nice and just left after committing this stupid act, left the bathroom and locked the door from the inside before leaving. There is no key to the lock, so the door was locked from the inside with no one in there. If you make a mistake and

William Josephnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23250254.post-1141359176882853382006-03-02T23:05:00.000-05:002006-03-02T23:32:14.803-05:00

Hello and welcome to Stupid Roommates! Leander and I will be posting a series of posts on our stupid roomates.However, we do not want this blog to just be for us, if you have any stupid roomates, please e-mail us your stories at YourStupidRoommates@gmail.com and we will be posting them. If you link to this blog on your blog, please post in the comments section of any post and we will add a link

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