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 Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 1:05 pm
This is a thread for people to share the little things that their mother, father, siblings, extended family, flatmates, etc do that annoy them, and also share potential solutions to problems.
For example, as Matasoga knows, my flatmates aren't the easiest to live with. Think of any disourteous things someone you live with can do - they will have done it. And it's driving me up the wall.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 1:11 pm
Freaking leaving trash in the sink & having the nerve to complain if I leave a little bit of food in the sink after washing the dishes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 2:31 pm
Living with my fiance's grandparents is . . . special. They are really nice people, and they try to help whenever and however they can.
However, they sometimes fail to respect our belongings, moving them to places where they are very likely to get damaged or stolen. They are constantly attempting to throw away any food we make that isn't rushed into the fridge as soon as we're finished eating, even if the food is still piping hot.
The most irritating thing is how they pound on our door if they need us for something. Don't get me wrong, I do not mind in the least to do something for them. Like I said, they're really nice and I love them to pieces. But it always makes me jump/yelp/squeak in surprise when they do it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 2:50 pm
Honestly... I can't stand it. The stove makes this clicking sound whenever it's being used, which in and of itself doesn't bother me, terribly, but it sounds just like it Kenny's wheel, when he was running in it. (For those just tuning in, Kenny is my beloved chinchilla who died two months ago.) I still can't walk past the room where he lived without some part of my mind thinking "Oh, I should go see what Kenny's doing," or "I should go get Kenny so we can play with him and spend time with him." All of my chances to do that have passed, now. I just have to live with that and know that his empty cage will always be empty, never to hold anything but the two sympathy cards on top of it, reminders of the cage's emptiness.
I don't want to forget him, but I don't want to have to remember him like this. I hate it. I want to move.
Not that anywhere else in the city would be better. My friend count in the city, or rather in the state hovers around zero (now that Kenny's gone). I haven't found a friend or a job in the two and a half miserable and impoverished years that I've spent here, subsiding solely on the charitable whim of others (currently my wife) as I take the bitter slog through school (that I had, ironically, been looking so forward to for years before), directing most of my venom into (only recently) unhealthy relationships or angry artwork.
I used to look forward to the day when I wouldn't have to choose between food and art supplies. I can't imagine it, anymore, but I could probably figure out where-abouts it happened.
So I want out... Of my house. Of the city. Of the state. But I'm in it now, until I'm out of school. I and the six figure debt that I'll take with me can only leave once I fail out or graduate.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 5:45 pm
Hey, now! You better not fail out, buddy! That's a horrible attitude to have and you know it!
I like our neighbourhood. We have a pretty nice landlord, and there's no major crime. My only real complaint with the apartment is that it can get pretty cold since we live in a basement. And I wish my monster would clean up after himself so we could have a nicer living space while we're here.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 3:03 pm
tinuviel_nyx Hey, now! You better not fail out, buddy! That's a horrible attitude to have and you know it! I like our neighbourhood. We have a pretty nice landlord, and there's no major crime. My only real complaint with the apartment is that it can get pretty cold since we live in a basement. And I wish my monster would clean up after himself so we could have a nicer living space while we're here. Well, i will say losing all paper and electronic items when we woke up to a half a ******** foot of water that one day was indeed a grand impetus to keep most of my s**t off of the floor.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 3:28 pm
Today, my dad came back from being in town and one of our trash cans was missing. And he demands to know what happened. I tell him I didn't see anything, and he's all "you were home all day, you should be aware of everything that goes on"
Gee dad, it's not like I was preoccupied for 2 hours mopping and vacuuming today. Or that there's a car, truck, or person on the street every 20 minutes, 99% or which aren't stopping by our house.
I mean are you seriously suggesting that every time something goes by I stop whatever I'm doing to watch it. If you are, then when the floor's still wet when you come home, you can't really yell at me can you.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 3:32 pm
My flatmates are currently not speaking to me. Why, you might ask? Because I went away for 2 days and forgot to put my clean dishes away. On top of that, I left a bowl and a spoon in the sink, and had the gaul to request that they not stick my mail behind the posters on my door. ******** I'm terrible to live with.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 7:33 pm
Anei Nushi Today, my dad came back from being in town and one of our trash cans was missing. And he demands to know what happened. I tell him I didn't see anything, and he's all "you were home all day, you should be aware of everything that goes on"
Gee dad, it's not like I was preoccupied for 2 hours mopping and vacuuming today. Or that there's a car, truck, or person on the street every 20 minutes, 99% or which aren't stopping by our house.
I mean are you seriously suggesting that every time something goes by I stop whatever I'm doing to watch it. If you are, then when the floor's still wet when you come home, you can't really yell at me can you. That's why you should keep them close to the house or in the back/ side yards.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 8:07 pm
Lady Kira X Anei Nushi Today, my dad came back from being in town and one of our trash cans was missing. And he demands to know what happened. I tell him I didn't see anything, and he's all "you were home all day, you should be aware of everything that goes on"
Gee dad, it's not like I was preoccupied for 2 hours mopping and vacuuming today. Or that there's a car, truck, or person on the street every 20 minutes, 99% or which aren't stopping by our house.
I mean are you seriously suggesting that every time something goes by I stop whatever I'm doing to watch it. If you are, then when the floor's still wet when you come home, you can't really yell at me can you. That's why you should keep them close to the house or in the back/ side yards.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 6:47 pm
Wow something I can actually say alot about...where to start. I HATE my apartment. It's a very nice 2 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment with washer and drying in unit and it's huge! But I have a landlord that lies. Before moving in I asked her a lot of questions such as can I install and air conditioner if I'm on the 3rd floor...important question since I'm allergic to heat...she said yes...turns out it's a no. I asked her if the apartment is a safe environment for kids. She said yes although I may occasionally get a drunk person knocking on my door...Well I get a lot of drunk people knocking on my door and there is a family with 8 kids that run up and down the hallway pounding on every door they pass. Not only that but my neighbors right next door to me always fight and scream and the guy beats up the woman all the time and there is no point in calling the cops cause out of the 20 times I did they never showed up. Not a safe place for my 5 year old. They don't allow ferrets or any dog that is over 20 pounds. I have college chicks that live below me that blare their music till 3am on a work night...not to mention that they run thru the court yard in their braws and underwear. Then this morning I got up at 5 am to find a homeless person sleeping in the hallway. I could complain more but this is long enough I'm sure. xd
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:53 pm
I am incredibly happy to inform everyone that my flatmates and I are getting along AWESOMELY! And I have my godson next to me sleeping peacefully. Which I achieved all by myself! biggrin
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 7:51 pm
Lets see, just moved in with bf and roommate in a nice little 2 bedroom apt. It's actually pretty nice, though one day we were woken up to our firealarm because the heating unit(which is above our bathroom) decided to burn all the dust on the heating coils. There was no fire, as the maintence guy assured us, but after that I went to work and came home to find our heating wasnt working. we called the next day to find out a cuircuit and gone out, easy peasy fix.
Roommate is abit of a problem half the time. He's in love with our dishwashing machine, because he and bf came from a horrible apt complex. Well the thing is, he only puts like 5 dishes in the washer and starts it. After we tell him to fit more multiple times he just all out never does them. When we call hi out on it he complains we b***h at him when we do, so there's no winning with him sweatdrop I could go on all day about him and how he feels he knows everything because hes a marine, but I wont....yet.
But over all, nice apartment to live in on our own...
P.S...Did I mention we'll soon be having a drum kit?
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:36 pm
Well, things recently reached breaking point in my flat, with my flatmates threatening to call the police if one of my (harmless) friends came around again, so yesterday I began moving my stuff out. I'm meeting with some guys about a room today. Go me!
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