This is a post from another thread about My Very Worst Roommate Ever.
My very worst roommate ever was a guy my other roommate, Beth, and I decided to rent with. Oh man. He looked awesome on paper. Good job. Often went Other City where his girlfriend lived on the weekends. Told us he lived with his sister 'the neat freak' for a while so he knew how to clean up after himself.
Ha. HA HA HA. Oh, John.
John did have a good job. Too bad he routinely bet his entire paycheck on sports. Thank DEITY he was either very good or very lucky.
The cleaning up bit? Oh, that was just because he knew that's what we wanted to hear. The reality was that he was the biggest slob ever. Cleaning was women's work and he was a man. ::Chest thump::
His job provided breakfast and lunch so he never went grocery shopping. Why would he do that when he could just eat our food? We had MANY conversations about that but he just ignored us. It got so bad, we had to keep the non-perishables in our rooms.
One time, I bought some special ingredients to make a treat for coworkers. When I went to make the dessert, half of the chocolate I needed was gone. I confronted John who said, "Well, you didn't tell me NOT to eat it!" I never knew was 'seeing red' meant until that moment. It was true that I didn't tell him not to eat it but it was IN MY ROOM.
He liked to leave pots of our food he cooked out so we could clean it up. He also had a really hard time with aim, so cleaning the bathroom was always a treat. He refused to clean it up himself and we just couldn't stand not to. I was vacuuming in my room one day and he got angry because it was interrupting his football game. (That was the day we discovered his gambling habit. It wasn't looking good and he was...tense.)
He belonged to X Religion and often preached to Beth and me that we were going straight to Hell because we were of Y religion (same basic religion, different flavors) and we occasionally went on dates with boys. But on the weekends he didn't go home to his girlfriend, it was a constant parade of ladies.
It was always so awkward to walk into the kitchen on Sunday morning to see a half naked girl we'd never been introduced to rummaging through our fridge. I didn't care if he wanted to sleep with half of the city but the hypocrisy and double standard was disgusting. I'm sure his girlfriend back home would have been pretty disgusted too.
I think the straw that broke the camel's back was the $$$ phone bill we got. The utilities were in Beth's name and we just split them accordingly. The phone bill was split with basic service and then any calls you made, you paid for.
One weekend, we both happened to be out of town and John had a big party. We know because we came back on Sunday evening to find the house completely trashed and John nowhere to be found. We were both pretty mad and talked about how we weren't going to renew the lease once it was up because of John and other reasons. And of course, we had to clean it up, the place reeked of booze and cigarettes.
A couple of weeks later, I came home to find Beth in a rage. It was scary, I'd never seen her like that before. It turns out that on the weekend we were away, one of John's friends called some s*x line overseas. For an HOUR. We confronted him and his response was "::shrug:: So? Whaddaya want me to do about it? Joe is a jerk." Our phone bill was in the neighborhood of $600, which we didn't have the means to pay. (Normally it was around $30-$50)
Beth told him that someone was going to pay this bill and it wasn't going to be her and it wasn't going to be me. I don't remember how we accomplished this but he got his friend to pony up. Things were tense after that, with us being the hags trying to ruin his life.
We told him of our plans to not renew the lease and he responded by skipping out one day a month before the lease was up. We got stuck with his part of the rent, phone, lights and cable but since he neglected to leave a forwarding address, we couldn't send his security deposit. So we figured he either meant for that to happen or he's just a jerk wondering where we ran off to.