This is nowhere near being in the running after some of the nightmare stories I've read here, but I'll go ahead and share mine anyway,

So, I went to school in a state where people smoke SO MUCH that I had to stop showing horses in that state because outside the cloud of smoke was too much for my smoke allergy. I ended up being given TWO choices for roommates: either you get a single or you room with someone you vet. My parents were very concerned…

Is there a requirement that on every dorm floor there has to be one person with a hygiene issue? Freshman year two girls would always shower at the same time and sing Hakuna Matata.

I had a roommate who was shocked that I didn't want her boyfriend moving in with us. Boyfriend in question had just gotten out of an inpatient anger-management program, which he was forced to attend after threatening Roommate with a gun and then nearly beating to death some random dude who annoyed him in a liquor…

Your roommate was horrible. But I totally get why you contiued to pay rent.

I like that this piece isn't just a photoshop "Gotcha!" but points out exactly why it matters: it proves how overrated this sicko is.

YUP! When I was pregnant my (then) boyfriend's cousin stopped by, ate my last muffin, then left me the empty container to clean up. I was pissed and hormonal and hungry, and I complained about it to my ex in front of my ex's father who then called the cousin that night and made him come over with a new pack of muffins…

The fact that he gets paid to take these blurry, no-technique, bullshit disposable-camera-looking pictures makes me want to set things on fire. Even if he wasn't a total shit as a person, he should not be employed in anything involving photography.

The first time I moved to NYC, I was 20 years old and moved into an apartment owned by a woman (middle-aged) who was a friend of a friend. New Yorkers will find this amusing: This was in DUMBO, I had 1,800 square feet to myself (NOT including shared living room, bath room, kitchen, etc)... and I was paying $500 a…

There's a snake in my boot.

UM WHY WOULD NOT PAYING RENT MAKE YOU A DICK?! That's revolting and if people don't learn consequences at 19 it becomes less and less likely that they will learn them ever.

Outside would also have been appropriate (or, more appropriate). There were like 8 of us in one house and we had parties on the regular, so puking in the yard would have been at least better than inside.

Back in the day, I lived in a town house with three roommates. I wasn't close with any of them and they weren't terribly clean, but they were nice enough and I'm fairly laid back.

she didn't get the job and wound up marrying a guy 25 yrs her senior and living as a housewife in Connecticut.

I'm reading them just to find out IF any of them are about me! I can't have roommates for the opposite reason as you - inconsiderate-ness throws me into a passive-aggressive rage. It's bubbling up just reading your sentence describing yourself as free-spirited!

By common area, do you mean "common area of the dorm" or "common area of the body?" If the former, then no. If the latter, then yes.

I just don't get feet......I find nothing sexy or erotic or pleasing about them. There are so many other things out there to "fetishize" why are people drawn to feet? (exclusing shoes of course. I totally get being turned on by a beautiful well crafted pair of heels)

I guess that's why you're supposed to keep your underpantsies on.

Even hunting with an old-school rifle has its... skill required. But when you have a laser scope and all those trappings it seems ridiculous. Same with bow hunting. The bows people use for that nowadays are not exactly what Katniss is carrying around.

Hunting for play isn't okay.