One of my college roommates was nuts. Her dad built her a custom bunk bed for our teeny dorm room (despite the college providing beds that could be elevated to bunk level). She cooked everything in our room on a George Forman grill, even though we had free meals at the cafeteria.
But the kicker: She decided to be a tutor and was hired by a mom for her teenage son. There was no actual tutoring happening. The mom was basically paying her to bring the boy to our dorm room and sleep with him (obviously, unbeknownst to the mom).
I am pretty sure I win the worst roommate ever competition. College was fine; this was the year after law school when I was clerking in a big city for a year and turned to Craigslist for a roommate. I will add tl;dr summaries throughout bc I know this will be super long, but trust me, worth a read.
My roommate was in many ways a very nice, fun girl. She just was also insane. I eventually paid a penalty to break my lease and moved out to a tiny studio because I honestly was nervous living with her (my friends jokingly called her Single White Female per the movie). Anyhoo, here is a hit list of my favorite crazy stories:
1) She advertised that she was a second year med student. I moved in during August, so it made sense that she was not in school yet. It became clear, however, that she was not a student at all. No books, no studying, and she did not have even a basic understanding of medicine. To this day I have no idea what she did while I was at work. I decided to pry a bit, saying she went to a good med school and she must have done well on the MCAT. She said yes, she got a 160 (back when the MCAT was a max score of 45). When I mentioned that, she was like, oh, actually, they let me take the GRE instead of the MCAT. Oh really? NO.
Tl;dr: She pretended to be a med student and I have no idea what she did during the day.
2) When I first moved in, she had apparently just broken up with her fiancé. Turns out, this was not true. She had been dating a guy for a few weeks, then started using his last name as her own around town (at the gym, etc. etc.) and he was freaked out and dumped her. So I get home from work to here the two of them arguing loudly. He comes out to the common area and says he needs me to weigh in on something. I hesitate, but he said, "She is telling me she's pregnant, but look at this pregnancy test - she wrote on it with a marker." AND HOLY SHIT SHE HAD JUST PUT A RED LINE ON A PREGNANCY TEST. I said that I didn't want to get involved, said I had to meet friends for dinner, and left the apartment.
Tl;dr: She tried to get back her ex by claiming to be pregnant and drawing a line on a HPT.
3) She claimed to have been a model for FHM and Playboy (she did have a rockin' bod and amazing implants and loved to walk around naked). She said her dad, who was a big Hollywood producer (not true), was so proud that he had a huge framed picture of her nude Playboy photo in his office (WTF?). She also claimed to have dated Adam Levine and said she'd get us backstage passes to a Maroon 5 concert.
Tl;dr: She was in Playboy and dated Adam Levine. Or not. And her dad is creepy. And she was naked a lot.
4) I came home one day to her crying. She said that a dump truck being driven by a drunk driver had t-boned her in an intersection. She said her neck and back were hurting so bad. I was horrified and tried to help her with things around the apartment. Two days later she invites me to go with her to dinner and says she'll drive. Her supposedly totaled car appeared to be just fine without a scratch on it.
We had 4 people to a room at my college, but 2 shared a bedroom.
My first roommate was the sheltered-home schooled who went nuts after she got cut loose.
Second year I roomed with one of the girls I shared the big room with the first year. She ended up joining sorority and then started dating a guy 10 years older who bought her a ton of stuff. He slept on our couch in the apartment a lot. They both ended up getting arrested the last week of school for battery on campus.
I was then a RA for the rest of college so I didn't have to have a roommate.
My roommate adopted an abused border collie and brought it to our apartment with no backyard. It was scared of everything and had diarrhea and least once a day somewhere on the stairs or kitchen floor.
Post by bunnyfungo on Sept 14, 2016 11:04:24 GMT -5
I thought this was going to be about the girl who wrote a list of demands to her new roommates that has blown up on Twitter. Or some other social media I'm not young enough to understand.
Post by nachobutt on Sept 14, 2016 11:38:06 GMT -5
not a college roommate, but a roommate.
It was my BFF and I, and we both were out of college and starting our careers. Coincidentally, I met my husband not long after we moved in together. So I wasn't at my apartment, MUCH. But I still paid my half of the bills.
We all had the same friends, and they were always at my apartment. It turned into, my friends sleeping my my room. No biggie, I wasn't there anyways.
Then they started trashing it, taking clothes, etc. I would come home be left to clean up their messes. I got a LOCK and key for my bedroom door. I'm the one paying the bills, and if I want my room left alone, it should be.
One morning i came home before work, to change, and shower. I could not get into my bedroom because someone stuck something in the lock and it broke off, and my door was permanently locked. All of my work clothes were in my room, and I couldn't get in. I WAS PISSSSSSSEED.
We ended up getting in a fight about how I was never at the apartment, and all this stuff. Even though I paid HALF of everything. We're good now, and i laugh about it. I still love them all. Just that one incident made me soooooooo mad.
One of my college roommates used to meet army guys off of MySpace and bring them back to our apartment after they got off duty. The base was about 2 hours from our house so they always were arriving after 11-12. One night one of them began sleep walking after passing out from their work out. He was standing over her and was pointing his weapon at her. It was real fun to wake up to her yelling "don't kill me!"
My freshman roommate arrived before I did, so she had already posted photos all over her side of the room. I asked who the obviously much younger guy was in all of the photos was, assuming it was her brother. Nope. It was her brother's best friend, who was also her boyfriend. My 18 year old roommate was dating a 15 year old who was still in high school and unable to drive alone. His MOM used to drive him the 3 hours to visit and leave him at our dorm for the weekend, basically so they could have sex all weekend in our dorm room, unbeknownst to me (and in Texas that's totes illegal, even with consent of both parties). Also, his dad was a police officer and apparently cool with this? So yeah.
Also, I worked at the dorm for three years. Oh, the stories I could tell...
One of my college roommates used to meet army guys off of MySpace and bring them back to our apartment after they got off duty. The base was about 2 hours from our house so they always were arriving after 11-12. One night one of them began sleep walking after passing out from their work out. He was standing over her and was pointing his weapon at her. It was real fun to wake up to her yelling "don't kill me!"
My freshman roommate moved out at winter break to live with her friend. I didn't mind; she plastered the room in DMB posters and played that shit all day.
I got assigned a new roommate. She brought in a trunk on day one. I never saw her until she moved the trunk out at the end of the year. I still don't know what her name was or where she lived all that time.
My freshman roommate moved out at winter break to live with her friend. I didn't mind; she plastered the room in DMB posters and played that shit all day.
I got assigned a new roommate. She brought in a trunk on day one. I never saw her until she moved the trunk out at the end of the year. I still don't know what her name was or where she lived all that time.
My freshman roommate moved out at winter break to live with her friend. I didn't mind; she plastered the room in DMB posters and played that shit all day.
I got assigned a new roommate. She brought in a trunk on day one. I never saw her until she moved the trunk out at the end of the year. I still don't know what her name was or where she lived all that time.
My freshman roommate moved out at winter break to live with her friend. I didn't mind; she plastered the room in DMB posters and played that shit all day.
I got assigned a new roommate. She brought in a trunk on day one. I never saw her until she moved the trunk out at the end of the year. I still don't know what her name was or where she lived all that time.
Post by jax1182014 on Sept 14, 2016 18:53:10 GMT -5
When my H and I were dating in college he lived in a 3 bedroom apartment. It was my husband and another guy who kept to himself. Luckily they got along fine, but when it was time to get another guy to live in the other room, it was the same time my husbands older brother was looking for an a place to live around here. My husband felt bad so they offered the room to his brother. We were all in college so there was plenty of partying. His brother was in his early 30's and started to feel like my husband had a drinking problem so he told their mother he had concerns. His mother than called me asking if she needed to send my husband to rehab. It was really weird since I was drinking just as much. That situation was just bad.
Won't win this thread for sure but... (Might poof later)
I had a klepto roommate my first year of college. I would be missing a textbook, or clothes, or something, and I'd look over at her desk and there's my textbook lying open on it.
This went on for a while. Then one day I lost my school ID. It had money on it, like a debit account for meals and stuff. I was terrible at keeping track of things, so figured whatever, but I logged into my account just to make sure it wasn't being used. I saw it was, at the student union. So I called campus police, got them to report it missing, etc., basically I just wanted the money back.
Well, the transactions were time stamped, and the union had a security camera. So the union manager pulls up the footage from checkout matching the time of the purchases - there's my roommate, using my ID, while wearing my sweatshirt. Later it reappeared on my desk - she said she "found it" in the lounge.
Best part is that the manager who pulled the footage id'd her because she WORKED THERE. She lost her job.
This was middle of the school year. At the end when we were moving out, my other roommate found her dvd's in klepto' suitcase. We finally reported her to the dorm and she had to go to student life and got a bunch of community service or something.
I still don't know what happened to some stuff. She's probably still wearing my watch.
My first college roommate sucked. She never went to class, listened to terrible music, sneered at me, and was all around a lame person. A few weeks after moving in I talked shit about her on (what I thought was) my secret Livejournal. (So now you know how old I am.) She snooped it, complained to the RA, and I had to get a new roommate.
Post by hoosiermama76 on Sept 14, 2016 23:48:42 GMT -5
My freshmen roommate told me when we met for the first time that she had crabs, and I didn't know until she had unpacked that she meant hermit crabs. Her thirty year old boyfriend stayed in the dorm room with us, and it was incredibly creepy, creepier the older I get.
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