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Not totally a roommate story, but more of a suite-mate story.

Junior year, I was in a residence hall that had single suites that were adjoined by a shared bathroom.

I had lived in the same bldg. for the past 2 years because it was awesome. You don't have to share a bathroom with a whole floor of people (a big deal), and the room is a nice size, heat and AC (not every dorm had that at the time). Pretty sweet as far as dorms go, right?

Both prior years I lived there, I had never had a problem with any neighbor that I shared the bathroom with. They were always courteous, clean, and everything was fine.

So, junior year I show up and my neighbor is a Jamaican woman who is at least my MOM'S AGE. Weird. But I don't think too much of it because we're only sharing a bathroom and as long as she's clean and not a bathroom hog, it's cool.

Well, apparently, she didn't like the idea of sharing. I overheard her talking to the RA one day about how she didn't want to live here and that she had applied to live in the non-traditional student apts (for families, grad students, etc) and didn't get in. The only reason I heard it was because she was yelling and I was right next door. This isn't something she wanted.

The semester started. The first few weeks were cool. Then she decided she didn't want to share anymore.

Like I said, our rooms were attached by a common bathroom. So our rooms each have doors that lead into it. There are locks on the inside of either door. She would LOCK my side so I couldn't get in!

The first couple of times she did it, I thought she was doing it on accident, so I would go over and knock on her door and ask her to unlock it. She'd wait like 10 minutes and then go unlock it. Fine, whatever.

Then she started locking it and not answering her door when I went over and asked her to unlock it. There was music on and I could HEAR her talking on the phone, so I knew she was there. She was just being an a-hole.

Imagine waking up to go to class and just NOT being able to get into the bathroom and get ready. ANNOYING.

Since she was locking me out all the time, I started having to CALL the RA to come down and ask her to unlock it. Then she would play dumb and say she "forgot to unlock it." Or tell the RA that I never asked her to unlock. Bullcrap.

So this happened pretty much everyday. I wake up, I am locked out of my bathroom. I knock. I go next door and knock and beg (while I can hear her laughing). I call the RA and she comes down and tells her to unlock it. I must have been late for classes at least 3-4 times a week because of this.

The RA got tired of having to let me in obviously. So she told the RHD about the situation. I didn't know she had done this, but the RHD called me and told me she had talked to Neighbor and that Neighbor agreed to stop locking me out.

Problem solved, right? Wrong.

Now she's pissed because she can't lock me out anymore. So she starts MAKING HUGE MESSES in there instead. I'm not exaggerating. Huge. Peeing/pooping and not flushing. Stuffing up the toilet with too much toilet paper and clogging it. Leaving toilet paper on the floor. You name it.

I went next door and told her nicely that she's been leaving a mess and I had to call Maintenance like twice to unclog our toilet. She slams the door in my face. Ugh.

We have Housekeepers that would do a deep clean of the bathroom like once a week. Even she was like "who is leaving this mess in here?" one day because it was terrible. If I wanted to use it, I had to clean it. When I got fed up and told the RA, she told me to try to talk to her. When I told her I already did, she suggested that I leave a note. I did. She tore it up and left it in the bathroom with her mess.

Then she started locking me out again. You can imagine how terrible this was for me. I had started staying overnight in the guestroom of the sorority house because I knew I was either going to be locked out or have a mess. Either way I was going to be late for class and I couldn't deal with it.

So the RHD got wind of the messes from Housekeeping and Maintenance. She called me down because they thought it was ME. I told her it was my neighboor. The RHD must have told her to quit clogging the toilets because Housekeeping was complaining.

She was REALLY pissed off now. Now she started not only leaving messes, but banging on the walls at 2 AM, playing LOUD MUSIC at 5 AM, and really trying to annoy me so I couldn't sleep. I had a friend up one weekend and she made it a point to be EXTRA loud and lock us both out of the bathroom. Awesome.

At this point, my RA suggested that we have a sitdown mediation. I figured why not, I just wanted her to quit keeping me up, clogging the toilets, and putting toilet paper all over the floors. So we go, and she acts like she has never done a thing and says that I am the one with the problem. We fill out a little neighbor contract detailing that no one should be intentionally keeping people up, locking them out, etc.

I figure everything's gonna be all good because she signed the contract. FALSE. She was REALLY PISSED now.

She started doing everything x10. She started pouring water on the floor and FLOODING the bathroom so that water would come into MY ROOM. One time I came back from chapter and my room floor (which did not have carpet everywhere) was COMPLETELY SOAKED. Everything that I had on the floor was wet. My printer was on the floor under my desk and it was ruined because it got wet.

On top of this, she had started taking almost WHOLE ROLLS of toilet paper and basically tee peeing our bathroom everyday. I had gotten smart and had started taking pictures of the damage (water, TP) for the future. I tried leaving notes, and talking to her, but everytime I talked to her or left a note, there was a FLOOD with TP and pee the next day. I'm pretty sure I cried one day because I was getting no sleep and waking up to a flood or a mess.

The final straw was around November-ish when she started writing stuff on the mirror like "I HATE THIS PLACE" or "You're a BITCH." I took pics and sent to the RA and told her that I felt threatened, wasn't getting any sleep, MY STUFF WAS BEING FLOODED, and pretty much didn't know what else to do.

She sent it to the RHD. I was really nervous that they were just going to tell her to knock it off and that it was going to get worse. To my surprise, the RHD called me and told me that they had found a spot for her in the family dorms!

I came back from Thanksgiving Break and she was gone! I have never been so happy in my life. The next semester, I got a new neighbor who was so quiet I didn't even know she existed.

By the end of spring, I was the FIRST person to apply to live-in at Sigma. There was no way I was going to live in the dorms again. I moved into the house with 16 other girls and a roommate and had NO PROBLEMS AT ALL.

The end.