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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsHow many here had a "Room-mate From Hell?"
I had one, he got really stoned on PCP and beat the crap out of me.
Later he made the local and then the national news, when he tried molesting a little girl and the judge made a bad ruling on it.
https://www.twincities.com/2007/09/13/sheboygan-county-judge-dismisses-case-after-jurys-guilty-verdict/
But some of these were really bad too.
http://www.cracked.com/pictofacts-880-your-23-most-nightmarish-roommate-horror-stories
gopiscrap
(23,765 posts)he almost burned down the apartment
The Velveteen Ocelot
(115,839 posts)A college roommate was an enthusiastic member of Youth for Christ. She kept trying to drag me to her church services and Jesus-freak meetings, and would lecture me when I stayed out late to party.
Needless to say, as soon as I was able to change dorms I did so. She was a censorious PITA.
Wellstone ruled
(34,661 posts)Son of a State Assemblyman, he thought he was above the Law because Daddy was a State Assemblyman. He later went to Jail for Robbery and Drug Dealing.
Ugly demon nightmare roommate from hell.
Archae
(46,345 posts)That were particularly egregious?
2naSalit
(86,780 posts)there have been more than one. I suppose one of the worst was my former spouse who thought my biological assignment defined my role as house-slave/business partner and thrive on no sleep or rest of any kind. This was partly made more miserable by their never being made to do anything for themselves growing up, not even make their own bed or ever doing dishes or laundry... which meant I had to do it. That scene didn't last long, I was met with fierce retribution for speaking up and that pterodactyl just doesn't fly in my world.
I usually seek out solitary digs anymore, don't know if I'd even live with a romantic interest at this point.
kimbutgar
(21,188 posts)And would be doing them in the room while I was there. It was an L shaped room and I couldnt see but I heard. Once after she finished the guy woke up and asked me if I wanted to take turn. I got and dressed and spent the night on the couch in the common area.
Cirque du So-What
(25,980 posts)to scratch his ass.
Nay
(12,051 posts)weeks -- was not exactly from hell, but she was mentally unwell so I felt sorry for her rather than angry at her.
Here we were, two 18-year-olds. I came home one evening to find her on the bathroom floor, throwing up. She was just able to tell me that she had taken a whole bottle of pills and wanted to die. This was waaaay before cell phones, so I ran to the nearest pay phone and called an ambulance. They saved her and she went back home. For me, an introverted bookworm, the experience was pretty scary, if not hellish. I was glad she was OK, that's for sure.
Hoyt
(54,770 posts)He didn't last long. I mean, this guy would have been with the Bundy Militia, Charlottesville marchers, McVeigh, and would likely have ended up a tea-bagger and trumpster. I had no idea because he seemed decent when he needed a place to live after getting a divorce. I see now why his wife kicked him out.
After that, I did my best to avoid roommates (unless there was some long-term romance and plans for the future involved). When my late wife moved in, we were just going out and she needed a place, but she ended up staying together for over 20 years.
Awsi Dooger
(14,565 posts)My first roommate there. He took my car keys off the dresser and stole a leather portfolio out of my car. Sold it for 40 bucks. Hell, I would have given him the 40 bucks.
I didn't care about the portfolio. But it contained college clippings from my student newspaper a couple of years earlier, along with a few papers I wrote in college and the student directory from that school. Obviously I couldn't replace those things. He told someone that he took all the paperwork and threw it in a nearby dumpster.
jmowreader
(50,562 posts)Both these guys were good kids, so...
I was on Charge of Quarters one morning and Troop A came downstairs...
I need a new roommate right fucking now.
Why?
Because he staggered into our room ten minutes ago drunk off his ass (this was at 8 in the morning), pissed in my dresser drawer, then got into my bed with all his clothes on while I was in there and went to sleep.
Wheres he now?
Hes still in my bed. Nothings gonna get him up until six tonight.
So I call my CO (really, really nice guy) and told him what Soldier B did. Then I called my relief to get to the desk quick. Soldier A, the captain and I went up to their room. All was as he said: the guys sock drawer was full of Soldier B piss and Soldier B was in Soldier As bed. The captain woke him up.
Do you remember anything about last night?
No.
Do you know you peed in your roommates sock drawer then got in bed with him?
Now, this is how fucking awesome this captain was. After we got Soldier B downstairs, the captain found out Soldier Bs problem (lots of stuff going on at home). Then we noticed Soldier A is really organized and put all his Army underwear and nothing else in the drawer that got pissed in, so the captain wrote a memo authorizing reissue of all his undergarments. I had a drawer I wasnt using so I gave him that. We had a room with one PFC who liked Soldier B, so we moved Soldier B into it. Then the captain called the big Army hospital at Landstuhl, got them to accept him for evaluation, helped Soldier B pack a travel bag, and drove him down there. A week later they gave him leave and got him a military flight to the states so he could take care of the problem. We got us a shiny new Soldier B who made the most of his second chance.
hunter
(38,327 posts)... I was more "Room-mate From Another Planet."
I had some roommates from hell, but I didn't really know earth customs then and figured their behavior was earth normal.
Myself as a roommate, I'd inexplicably disappear for days, or even weeks and I didn't always pay the rent on time.
One of my favorite roommates was driving drunk one night and ran into a traffic signal. He decided to throw it in the back of his truck and bring it back to our apartment. He put it in a corner and asked me if I could make it work. I did too. It could cycle red-yellow-green, or could be stopped in any state. Mostly we left it green or yellow. Red signaled dangerous times.
During one of my obsessive running phases I got picked up by the police. (The police all knew me, I was an interesting graveyard shift diversion from their usual sordid business.) The cop took me home. I hadn't been there for a few days because whenever I wasn't running I was living in the computer lab. The cop and I were standing outside the door and we could both hear some very loud sex happening on the other side. I thought we should come back later and I said so, but the cop insisted, pounding on the door and identifying himself as the police.
Soon enough my roommate and his girlfriend answered the door in a disheveled state, and the cop shoves me forward and demands, "Do you know this guy???"
I was afraid they'd say "NO!" but the girlfriend, a friend of a friend said, "Yeah, he lives here," and that's where I was left, roommate from hell.
red dog 1
(27,849 posts)but what I have now is infinitely worse....A NEIGHBOR "from hell"
This asshole is, by far, the worst neighbor I've ever had.
He's a huge guy who has a police (felony) record, keeps a criminal lawyer on retainer, cranks his massive stereo speakers as high as they can go (neighbors 1/2 block away have complained),
lets his dog run loose several times a day, (which causes all the other dogs on the block to bark) and so much more it makes me sick just thinking about it.
becca da bakkah
(426 posts)....Since then I've had boyfriends and live-in's from Hell. But only one actual roommate, and she was more than enough to cure me forever. We were best friends in high school, so it made perfect sense to move in together when we graduated HS and got jobs.
And that's when her evil side came out. Talk about a control freak! She'd tell me how to dress, what men to date, criticize my taste in clothes. Final straw came when she told me "one of us is leaving here tonight, and it won't be me!" I called my parents, packed up and moved back home that night!
They say you never know someone until you live with them. Soooo true!
Upthevibe
(8,071 posts)some good, some not so good.....