Maybe I am just bitchy and prematurely geriatric, but it seems like I have had issues with just about EVERY neighbor I've had. There really is nothing worse, in my opinion, than having the precious few hours you have to relax/study/be at home ruined by impolite, psycho, oversexed, lazy loud ass, obnoxious, trashy roommates. So, I feel complete empathy for any of you who've had a nightmarish experience.
My first terrible experience started in college, where my roommate and I just about committed a double homicide that year. I lived in a co-ed dorm (ya, that was fun...and YES, we even had a co-ed bathroom. Two words: P. U. ) and naturally we had the worlds biggest partiers next to us. It was pretty cool at first, or so I thought, because I was able to meet a lot of cool people during orientation and the first few weeks of school. We just naturally thought that these guys would tone it down when academics started to sink in. Um..well, that didn't happen. Let me just tell you about one party they had (ON A WEDNESDAY NIGHT).
The hall outside our rooms smelled like the biggest doobie known to man, and was so filled with smoke, I could barely see, muchless breathe. People were leaning on our doors and pounding on walls. They played total butt-rock music, which made the walls shake. I felt bad because my poor roomie had her bed right up next to the dividing wall. They were total delinquents.
Well, never one to bitch and not do something diplomatic about it, I went next door and asked them nicely to turn down the music, and at least keep in in their room and maybe tone it down by 1am...well, apparently one of their drunken high party guests didn't like that, and decided to throw a beer bottle at my head.
Let's just say, that's when I decided to take matters into my own hands. My roommate and I called not only the campus cops (who usually didn't do anything because they didn't want the place to look bad if a ton of students were reported for MIP, etc.) but also called the REAL cops. So, when the cops show up to bust their asses, someone apparently offers one of the cops a beer - oh yes, a beer - DUMB ASSES. Long story short, I heard the next day that basically everyone in the room was busted for underage drinking and a few more got nailed for the green stuff. I was pretty afraid of retaliation, but lucky for me the cops told them something about being able to hear the party from the street, blah blah blah. Needless to say, once the parents of these 2 guys found out, guess who was moved to the Substance Free dorm with the rest of the candy asses?? Too bad it was almost the end of the year anyway.
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