I was supposed to live with my friend in an apartment, but he backed out at the last minute. I had to get a random roommate since all the single rooms were taken.
The first day I moved in, there were 4 trash bags that had been sitting on the porch for at least a week in the 80-90 degree heat. After moving everything inside without vomiting, of course my mom and I had to take the fly ridden rotten bags to the dumpster. After that I thought I could live with a slob who leaves his trash everywhere. I constantly clean up the trash but no big deal. I was ok with that, until one night before I had a 9 am biology exam, he decided to be obnoxious with his friends. They were taking shots and slamming the glass on the glass table. They were yelling and screaming at each other to touch their boners. They were listening to Aretha Franklin and jazz up so loud I could feel the vibrations of the music. That set me over the top.
Now it is currently getting colder so I run the heat. As soon as he gets home he turns on the air conditioner. Sometimes its colder inside than it is outside. I hate my roommate. Don’t ever room with someone you don’t know.