- Dec 14, 2009
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I usually don't take a whole thread to post my troubles, but I need some Mom/College Kid help. Plus I figured it can be a run-on when everyone else goes back to school and also needs such advice. Whenever I have these sorts of issues I usually just ask my sister (who's a former RA and therefore genetically equipped to handle this sort of thing lol), but I want a variety of opinions. Also I'm SO SPITTING MAD I could probably kick an adorable fluffy animal right now. And we can't have that..
So I have two roommates: Caiti and Harry. Caiti is possibly the best roommate ever. Case in point: yesterday was my birthday. She bought me a pizza, a cheesecake, and PENGUIN THINGS (aka a penguin cookie cutter and penguin wine key. I cried.). This is not about Caiti. This is about HARRY.
The three of us started off getting on GREAT. As time went on, it became a Caiti and I thing vs Harry. It started with simple stuff: Harry would leave dishes lying around and not clean them for DAYS. To the point Caiti would just do them herself, even after we'd cleaned around them and it was obviously JUST his dishes. We would take out the garbage and recycling, but Harry would never do it. I think to this day I've seen him do it ONCE, and in apt this small you notice when things change. Caiti and I cleaned the floors and bathroom- never seen him do it. We cleaned the kitchen floors (Surprise- we have white tiles!) and he didn't notice.
Around about 3 months ago, Harry basically moved back to Boston, only to stop in for a few days at a time if needed. It was miraculous. The apt got clean and STAYED clean. We scrubbed our bathroom top to bottom. About 2 months ago, my friend Nadine moved in temporarily. While she couldn't afford to pay us, she paid us in cleaning- she washed our floors TWICE since she came here. Cleaned the kitchen. Always did dishes. Did our ENTIRE bathroom because she cared. Took out trash and garbage. She sat around my house for 8 hours, waiting for the delivery guy to bring our new oven and fridge, and let me know how they set it up. I love her. I want her to live here. Harry's friend, by contrast, was loud, was a slob (constantly crumbs in the living room from food. Cooked stuff and left the dishes for a few days, would leave cheese and other stuff on the counter or in the fridge til it molded), as soon as she moved out, we cleaned our living room spotless which took an HOUR for a 15x15 space that's mostly taken up by furniture. She'd stuck a drink label to our glass table. It took me 20 minutes to get the SDF@%LIJV*E glue off the dang table!
Yesterday was my birthday. Caiti got me pizza. We sat and ate it, but then moved it to the kitchen. We both then ran out the door because we were running late: me to meet people for drinks/cake, her to Ren Faire. We forgot to move the pizza to the fridge. I come home and crashed. I wake up in the morning to a facebook post greeting me:
*Its amazing how many young people can go into the world not knowing simple common sense sorts of things: how to cook, how to do laundry, how to pay a bill on time, how to clean up after yourselves and NOT leave food outside so as not to attract bugs and/or mice - especially when you live in a big booty urban area like New York City. Has Gen Y been coddled this much? Its absurd. I'm ashamed to be bunched in with such a sorry group of people. /end rant*
.....I'm stunned. STUNNED. I'd like to post back on there asking if HE'S learned to do any of those things? Seriously? He's let a full garbage pail sit for DAYS- and not moved it (I was trying to see if he'd take it out. Answer was, unsurprisingly, no). The swarm of flies greeting me as I opened it suggested I should stop waiting for him to do something. He's left dishes with food encrusted to them for days. HE, TOO, HAS LEFT FOOD OUT OVERNIGHT.
So, what do I do? I'm obviously confronting him, but I need to know what to say and when. I've wanted to post things on facebook about him, but I've refrained. Because I'm an adult. I won't lie, Nadine and I have been making passive-aggressive loud comments all morning, though lol.
So I have two roommates: Caiti and Harry. Caiti is possibly the best roommate ever. Case in point: yesterday was my birthday. She bought me a pizza, a cheesecake, and PENGUIN THINGS (aka a penguin cookie cutter and penguin wine key. I cried.). This is not about Caiti. This is about HARRY.
The three of us started off getting on GREAT. As time went on, it became a Caiti and I thing vs Harry. It started with simple stuff: Harry would leave dishes lying around and not clean them for DAYS. To the point Caiti would just do them herself, even after we'd cleaned around them and it was obviously JUST his dishes. We would take out the garbage and recycling, but Harry would never do it. I think to this day I've seen him do it ONCE, and in apt this small you notice when things change. Caiti and I cleaned the floors and bathroom- never seen him do it. We cleaned the kitchen floors (Surprise- we have white tiles!) and he didn't notice.
Around about 3 months ago, Harry basically moved back to Boston, only to stop in for a few days at a time if needed. It was miraculous. The apt got clean and STAYED clean. We scrubbed our bathroom top to bottom. About 2 months ago, my friend Nadine moved in temporarily. While she couldn't afford to pay us, she paid us in cleaning- she washed our floors TWICE since she came here. Cleaned the kitchen. Always did dishes. Did our ENTIRE bathroom because she cared. Took out trash and garbage. She sat around my house for 8 hours, waiting for the delivery guy to bring our new oven and fridge, and let me know how they set it up. I love her. I want her to live here. Harry's friend, by contrast, was loud, was a slob (constantly crumbs in the living room from food. Cooked stuff and left the dishes for a few days, would leave cheese and other stuff on the counter or in the fridge til it molded), as soon as she moved out, we cleaned our living room spotless which took an HOUR for a 15x15 space that's mostly taken up by furniture. She'd stuck a drink label to our glass table. It took me 20 minutes to get the SDF@%LIJV*E glue off the dang table!
Yesterday was my birthday. Caiti got me pizza. We sat and ate it, but then moved it to the kitchen. We both then ran out the door because we were running late: me to meet people for drinks/cake, her to Ren Faire. We forgot to move the pizza to the fridge. I come home and crashed. I wake up in the morning to a facebook post greeting me:
*Its amazing how many young people can go into the world not knowing simple common sense sorts of things: how to cook, how to do laundry, how to pay a bill on time, how to clean up after yourselves and NOT leave food outside so as not to attract bugs and/or mice - especially when you live in a big booty urban area like New York City. Has Gen Y been coddled this much? Its absurd. I'm ashamed to be bunched in with such a sorry group of people. /end rant*
.....I'm stunned. STUNNED. I'd like to post back on there asking if HE'S learned to do any of those things? Seriously? He's let a full garbage pail sit for DAYS- and not moved it (I was trying to see if he'd take it out. Answer was, unsurprisingly, no). The swarm of flies greeting me as I opened it suggested I should stop waiting for him to do something. He's left dishes with food encrusted to them for days. HE, TOO, HAS LEFT FOOD OUT OVERNIGHT.
So, what do I do? I'm obviously confronting him, but I need to know what to say and when. I've wanted to post things on facebook about him, but I've refrained. Because I'm an adult. I won't lie, Nadine and I have been making passive-aggressive loud comments all morning, though lol.
And yes, he lives with his mother when not here. Funny thing- only times I've ever seen him take out garbage was times before she visited. Not his friends- he's made messes with them and LEFT them!
