I actually do have a bad roommate story. When I moved out of my mother's house when I was about 18, I moved in with my cousin(she was like 19). My cousin had a big house of her own, but she had kids. I didn't realize that one of the reasons she was so amped to have me there was because she was NEVER HOME!!! My cousin was a dancer (read=stripper), and she went to work usually about 8-9pm, sometimes the kids would go over her mom's, or sometimes she would ask me "Well if you are going to be home, can I just leave them?"
The problem arose when my cousin just lost ALL morals for herself and started not only dancing, but leaving the club with different guys and when I woke up to leave for work (I worked 7a-3p then), she wouldn't be home. I would be late for work getting the kids dressed and off to school/daycare. Or she would ask if I would be home and that she would be going to the "store", and come back hours later with no goods! I finally got fed up because I felt like I was the kids mother, I was taking the kids to the doctor when they were sick, I was cooking/cleaning/etc....not to mention by this time I had started back to school.
When she DID come home in the wee hours of the morning, there was usually some guy with her...there was always a different car outside(and I am talking big-money rides, Mercedes', mercedes trucks, lexus', BMW X-5, Yukon's, Cadillac's, etc..). One morning I woke up and went to the bathroom, (with only a night-T shirt on), and there was some strange dude laid out on the couch. Apparantly he was the friend to whatever dude my cousin was in there "befriending". So he's like "Damn, who are you...
" He's all up on me, I guess he was thinking that "birds of a feather flock together", and that I was as loose as her...needless to say he got told real quick, and took his ass outside and waited in the car.
I finally found my own spot after like a year, and don't you know her younger sister moved into my room not even a week after I moved out...guess she needed another live-in babysitter.