Coping with roomates
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Places for Rent
Looking for a new place to live?
Here is a map with a variety of different apartments and town homes throughout the Topeka area. Be sure to check out my other page in case you're looking for a new roommate, I have posted a few links there where people post about looking for roommates.
Final Countdown
Here are some photo's I have used throughout my blog so far. I am going to add more soon. The plan is to eventually have a picture to represent every post in my blog.
Messing with the Wifi
We're always messing with each other in our house. Whether it's waiting for someone to walk up the stairs at night to scare them or hiding their food somewhere else in the kitchen. We all mess with each other in different respects. One way that I have found to be the funnest way to get back at my roommates when they mess with me is to kick them off the wifi.
When I moved into this house their was no router because the people who lived here before took theirs with them when they left. When I brought mine over I set it up in such a way that I would be able to easily access it whenever I wanted to. I was able to see who was using the wifi and on what devices through their IP addresses.
Whenever someone would mess with me, usually by scaring me when I come home, I would block them from the wifi. The first few times I did this stunt, it was hilarious. B-fresh was the first victim of my plan. It was late on a school night and he had just finished all of his homework for the night and wanted to start playing a video game before going to bed. Earlier in the day, B-fresh hid my toilet paper from me, which gave me a terrible stomach ache. I decided it was time to unleash the Wifi blockage on him. He was in the middle of a match on Destiny when I decided to turn off the Wifi to his Xbox. His instant reaction was anger. He started screaming at the Wifi as if it were a person who had just harmed his mother. I was in my room dying of laughter.
Eventually I left my room and asked him what was making him so upset. He told me that the internet kicked him out of his game and that it only stopped working for his Xbox. I asked him if he tried unplugging it and plugging it back in, he said "yes like 5 ****ing times!". I couldn't help but burst out in laughter. He figured out that I was the one messing with him and got extremely pissed and told me to unblock him. I felt kind of bad, but it was still a hilarious prank.
Lesson to take away from this: Pranks are great fun, as long as you know don't take it too far and know when to end the prank.
When I moved into this house their was no router because the people who lived here before took theirs with them when they left. When I brought mine over I set it up in such a way that I would be able to easily access it whenever I wanted to. I was able to see who was using the wifi and on what devices through their IP addresses.
Whenever someone would mess with me, usually by scaring me when I come home, I would block them from the wifi. The first few times I did this stunt, it was hilarious. B-fresh was the first victim of my plan. It was late on a school night and he had just finished all of his homework for the night and wanted to start playing a video game before going to bed. Earlier in the day, B-fresh hid my toilet paper from me, which gave me a terrible stomach ache. I decided it was time to unleash the Wifi blockage on him. He was in the middle of a match on Destiny when I decided to turn off the Wifi to his Xbox. His instant reaction was anger. He started screaming at the Wifi as if it were a person who had just harmed his mother. I was in my room dying of laughter.
Eventually I left my room and asked him what was making him so upset. He told me that the internet kicked him out of his game and that it only stopped working for his Xbox. I asked him if he tried unplugging it and plugging it back in, he said "yes like 5 ****ing times!". I couldn't help but burst out in laughter. He figured out that I was the one messing with him and got extremely pissed and told me to unblock him. I felt kind of bad, but it was still a hilarious prank.
Lesson to take away from this: Pranks are great fun, as long as you know don't take it too far and know when to end the prank.
Sunday, November 22, 2015
Meetings and Group Texts
Living with other people requires you to communicate with each other or the place you live in will quickly fall apart. My roommates and I are constantly talking to each other about whose dish is in the sink or whose turn it is to take out the trash.
We're able to stay in constant communication with each other through our group text message. The text group started because B-fresh needed a way to tell all of us how much bills are going to be for the month. It has turned into a much more useful tool than we've expected.
The best part about the group text is being able to send out a text to everyone asking someone to ask if anyone would want to do dishes, and then coming home to clean dishes. Any chore that needs to be done around the house can be done whenever because we're able to ask each other to do stuff while we're gone. Our house has actually been clean the past month because of our group text.
Our constant communication with each other has not only improved the cleanliness of the house but has also helped our relationship as roommates
Thursday, November 19, 2015
What Not to Flush Down a Toilet
With all of the other common sense issues I've had to deal with at my house, this one takes the cake. Only because B-fresh and I had mentioned to our other two roommates, on multiple occasions, not to do this. They had been using paper towels for toilet paper. They had been doing this because they kept forgetting to go buy toilet paper for themselves to use. We all agreed, before we moved in, that we would buy our own toilet paper. We didn't want one of us always being the one person responsible enough to buy it, so we decided to put it on each other to buy our own toilet paper.
Eventually, we came to regret that decision. I remember one week before the accident happened, I saw Markie Mark and Kaveman leaving the bathroom with paper towels in their hands. Each time i mentioned to them not to be using paper towels as toilet paper because they don't dissolve like toilet paper does down the drain. Both of them acted like I was just trying to be rude and trying to control how they wipe their ass.
They obviously didn't heed any of my warnings. One day while Kaveman was taking a shower, he said he heard the toilet starting to make a bubbling noise. The toilet had taken in too many paper towels for it to handle and now everything that had been flushed was getting stuck in the pipes. That is until their was no room left in the pipes. The bubbling noise he heard was the pipes pushing out all the feces and urine from the past couple days out onto our bathroom floor.
The smell was overwhelming. Imagine driving by the water treatment plants during peak hours and sticking your nose right where they bring in the sewer water. It was horrendous, words do not justify the stench was pouring out from our bathroom. Thankfully, B-fresh acted quickly and called a plumber.
When the plumber was finished snaking the toilet, he found the source of the problem. Just as we suspected, there was a giant glob of paper towels clumped together, creating a impassable bottleneck in the pipes.
Lesson to take away from this: Do not use paper towels as toilet paper!
Bed Bugs Are Disgusting
The most recent disaster befalling upon my house is a disgusting one; bed bugs. They were discovered initially by Markie Mark. He decided to pass out on our couch in the living room one night and woke up the next day with bites all over his right arm and shoulder. He told us about it but we thought they were oak mite bites. Until the other night B-fresh found one crawling by our router.
Once he found that one, we looked up on the internet how to get rid of them. There were so many different ways to get rid of them. We went out and bought about $60 worth of different stuff to kill these pesky bugs. We pulled the couch apart and threw away all the cushions and pillows. We steamed the entire couch along with spraying bug killer in the corners and lining of the couch. We read that these bugs don't like to travel more than 15-20 feet to find a host, so we knew where to look to find the source.
When we finally called the exterminator, we had two ideas as to where they originated. Markie Mark and Kaveman room's were the two closest rooms to the living room. We had him look all throughout each room. In Markie Mark's room he only found a single bed bug. We had him check my room and B-fresh's room for safe measure. Thankfully he didn't find any bugs or any signs that they had been in our rooms.
When he checked out Kaveman's room, he found the source of the bed bugs. He lifted up Kaveman's box spring and it was just riddled with bed bugs. The exterminator said that they had to have been living there a while for them to get as bad as they were. He also mentioned that some people aren't really affected by their bites and some are. Thankfully Markie Mark noticed the bites on himself or else we could've had a full blown infestation on our hands. Once we figured out they were coming from his mattress and box spring, we instantly took those two objects outside for trash.
We asked Kaveman how he thinks he acquired bed bugs. He said his friend stayed over a couple months ago and brought a blanket with him from home. Kaveman said that he found a bug on that blanket that night but didn't think anything of it.
Lesson to take away from this: don't underestimate the power of small bugs in your house. If you think you've seen a bed bug in your house, look them up on the internet and see if that's what you have so you can take care of it ASAP.
Monday, October 26, 2015
Throwing a Party Responsibly
Our house is a great place to have a party. We have a huge living room, a large kitchen, and enough space to fit about 50-60 people comfortably. Recently, we haven't had very many parties due to the fact that two of my roommates can't seem to be responsible enough to have one on their own. They forget that they're partying at their own house and treat it as such. Letting people go into other people's rooms (including mine), not getting the sick drunks to the toilet, or letting random people drink alcohol that isn't theirs.
The last party that was thrown at my house was about three months ago. We had a huge argument afterwards because Markie mark hadn't cleaned up the mess from the party for at least four days. On the fifth day we had to all tell him to clean it up, and he got mad at us for not helping. He was the only one who was home during this party and he wanted us to help! Eventually we decided to help him clean up the mess because we all agreed that we weren't going to have another one for a while.
The worst memory I have of one of my roommates throwing a party is from one of my old roommates. It was the new year's party going into 2014. I was in Kansas City at some bar while this party was going on at my house. When I came home the next morning I find that my sheets were in the washer and freaked out. Come to find out, some girl passed out in my room and threw up all over my bed. I was infuriated with my roommate for letting someone into my room. Apparently he had locked himself in his room after being pissed off he couldn't get a new years kiss from any of the girls that were at the party.
The lesson I took away from this is that I should never trust any of my roommates to not let someone into my room, which is why after that night I changed my doorknob to one that requires a key to enter my room.
The last party that was thrown at my house was about three months ago. We had a huge argument afterwards because Markie mark hadn't cleaned up the mess from the party for at least four days. On the fifth day we had to all tell him to clean it up, and he got mad at us for not helping. He was the only one who was home during this party and he wanted us to help! Eventually we decided to help him clean up the mess because we all agreed that we weren't going to have another one for a while.
The worst memory I have of one of my roommates throwing a party is from one of my old roommates. It was the new year's party going into 2014. I was in Kansas City at some bar while this party was going on at my house. When I came home the next morning I find that my sheets were in the washer and freaked out. Come to find out, some girl passed out in my room and threw up all over my bed. I was infuriated with my roommate for letting someone into my room. Apparently he had locked himself in his room after being pissed off he couldn't get a new years kiss from any of the girls that were at the party.
The lesson I took away from this is that I should never trust any of my roommates to not let someone into my room, which is why after that night I changed my doorknob to one that requires a key to enter my room.
Monday, October 19, 2015
Laundry Rotation
In our house we all have to share one washer and dryer. Considering there are four of us, these appliances are being used all the time. Whether someone forgets to move their clothes from the washer to the dryer or they leave their clothes in the dryer because they don't want to deal with them yet.
The first couple months of everyone living here we were constantly bickering at each other to remember to move your laundry or take it out when it is done. Most of the time if someone had left there stuff in the washer or dryer, we would either move it to the dryer or just place the clothes on top of the dryer. We all got tired of this after a couple months.
We decided the best thing to do was to dedicate certain days of the week in which we could do our laundry. Since there are four of us, we had to figure out a way to evenly divide the days up. We each gave ourself a day during the week, Monday-Thursday. Then two of us would get Friday, and the other two would get Saturday. Sunday is a free-for-all day. I ended up with Tuesday and sharing Friday with B-fresh.
The rotation we dedicated to our laundry days has worked perfectly for us. We always remember when to grab our laundry and what days we have to do laundry. We have yet to have any other problems with our laundry or dealing with other's laundry.
The first couple months of everyone living here we were constantly bickering at each other to remember to move your laundry or take it out when it is done. Most of the time if someone had left there stuff in the washer or dryer, we would either move it to the dryer or just place the clothes on top of the dryer. We all got tired of this after a couple months.
We decided the best thing to do was to dedicate certain days of the week in which we could do our laundry. Since there are four of us, we had to figure out a way to evenly divide the days up. We each gave ourself a day during the week, Monday-Thursday. Then two of us would get Friday, and the other two would get Saturday. Sunday is a free-for-all day. I ended up with Tuesday and sharing Friday with B-fresh.
The rotation we dedicated to our laundry days has worked perfectly for us. We always remember when to grab our laundry and what days we have to do laundry. We have yet to have any other problems with our laundry or dealing with other's laundry.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Coming Home Late
My three roommates and I have very different schedules. We all work different hours, have different sleep schedules, and one of us works nightshift sometimes. The entrance to the upper level of our house is through the backdoor which is near my room. You have to walk up a flight a rickety stairs then walk down a long hallway to get to your room. I hear every person who comes in and out of the house because the stairs are so old, every step makes a obnoxiously loud noise when you walk on them.
The first couple of months I lived here, I had my bed situated up against the wall where the stairs were on the other side. There would be times I would be passed out in the middle of the night and one of my roommates would come home around 2-3 A.M. A couple of them would run up the stairs, making the already obnoxiously loud stairs even more annoying.
At first I tried asking my roommates not to run up and down the stairs because it was so loud. I learned very quickly though that they weren't going to walk slower because I wanted my beauty sleep.
After a few times of being woken up in the middle of the night, I finally decided to move my bed to the opposite side of the room. I can still hear people coming up and down the stairs, however it is not nearly as loud. The lesson I took away from this is that I should attempt to make the situation easier for myself before asking my roommates to change their own habits.
The first couple of months I lived here, I had my bed situated up against the wall where the stairs were on the other side. There would be times I would be passed out in the middle of the night and one of my roommates would come home around 2-3 A.M. A couple of them would run up the stairs, making the already obnoxiously loud stairs even more annoying.
At first I tried asking my roommates not to run up and down the stairs because it was so loud. I learned very quickly though that they weren't going to walk slower because I wanted my beauty sleep.
After a few times of being woken up in the middle of the night, I finally decided to move my bed to the opposite side of the room. I can still hear people coming up and down the stairs, however it is not nearly as loud. The lesson I took away from this is that I should attempt to make the situation easier for myself before asking my roommates to change their own habits.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Don't Mess With the Thermostat!
As I have stated in previous posts, our house is fairly large. It is a 7-bedroom house with four of the bedrooms being on the top floor which is where we live. The house has been set up so all the utilities are independent of each other for each floor, meaning we don't have to worry about splitting utilities with the person on the first floor. Living on the second floor though can create higher energy bills since heat rises and the cold air sinks, especially in the summer.
Our utility bills are typically higher in the summer because of the A/C usage. But the last couple months they have been insanely high, reaching into the $300 range a couple times this summer. For a while we couldn't figure out why they were so incredibly high, until we checked something other than the temperature setting on the thermostat.
The thermostat has an option on it that can either leave the fan on auto or turn it on 24/7. We found out that it had been turned on for the past few weeks, making our electricity bill immensely high. I was extremely upset with whoever had turn this option on without remembering to turn it off. I ended up asking everyone who did it and of course everyone's response was "it wasn't me".
I set the fan back to auto. The next morning I find Kaveman sleeping in the living room because he said his room was too hot. I automatically assume he is the one who had kept the fan on because he constantly forgets to turn off his own TV, lights, and fans in his own room. He admitted that he was the one to turn it on but said he didn't realize that it would stay until it got switched back to auto.
My other two roommates and I asked him not to mess with the thermostat anymore because it was causing higher energy bills.He was upset at first but eventually realized that we shouldn't have to pay extra because his room gets a little toasty sometimes. The lesson to take away from this is don't mess with something you know nothing about, in this case the thermostat!
Importance of Labeling
Sharing one kitchen between three other people can become hectic sometimes. Especially when everyone has a similar diet. It can become very confusing at times when there are four gallons of milk in the fridge that all look the exact same. We realized this was a major issue within the first couple weeks of us living together. One night we literally spent 25 minutes trying to figure out whose carton was whose.
This happen to us a couple times with a few different items. One time I came home to Kaveman and his friends eating all of my potato chips because he forgot that he left his own bag in his room. It may sound petty, getting upset over a bag of chips, but when it consistently happens it becomes an extremely irritating problem.
We decided that the best option for us was to start labeling everything we bought. From cartons of milk to the small packages of ramen noodles. We all came up with our own ways of how to label certain items. As you can see from the pictures, I have these special sticky notes that I put on everything that is mine.
Labeling everything we get might sound somewhat annoying but it saves each one of us from being mad at one another for eating someone else's food. It also stops anyone from using the excuse of "Oh, I thought it was mine excuse" to eat another person's food. Labeling our food items has worked out very well for us.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Settling Arguments
Living with other people can be extremely difficult, especially with three other guys. You're almost certain to get in some sort of argument or disagreement. How you hand those arguments can determine whether the rest of your time living there will be enjoyable or just plain hell. Here are a few different things you can do to keep any disagreement from turning into full blown argument.
- Ask for someone else's advice
- Getting input from a non-biased third party, preferably not another person you live with. It's a great way to get input on your problem, possibly even settle the dispute.
- Don't make any rash decisions or comments
- If the problem really upsets you, try to calm down before attempting to talk to your roommate. Out of frustration you could easily say something you don't necessarily mean. Which could cause even more problems than the original dispute itself.
- Don't try to get revenge
- Attempting to get revenge on your roommate will turn itself into an endless vicious cycle trying to get revenge upon one another. It will get you nowhere except for more arguments.
- Make things better, not worse.
- For example, if the issue is over dishes, don't be the jerk that just adds more dishes to the pile. At least clean your own dish and put it away instead of making matters worse.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Bringing Nature Inside
The door to our house is on the back side of the house. You have to walk down a long driveway before reaching some stairs that lead up to the second floor of our house. This path is extremely dirty and becomes even worse during the fall and winter season with all the rain and snow. Whenever someone comes home, they drag all the mud and leaves on the bottom of their shoes throughout our house. Which has created a major problem for B-fresh and I because we love to walk around the house barefoot.
I have no problem vacuuming the hallway a few times a week to keep it clean. However, that is not enough to prevent me from stepping on certain foreign objects. One week in particular finally made me realize something else had to be done about the carpet situation.
When you walk into our home, you go down a long hallway where all the rooms are located. The hallway leads into a large living room and one other room. My room happens to be the very first room as you come to the top of the stairs. It is also where the carpet begins. The majority of mud, leaves, dirt, sticks, and any other things from outside get dropped off right in front of my door. Since 90% of the mess is in front of my door, no one else bothers to clean it up.
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Around the outside of our house there is a bunch of vegetation. Walking down our pathway sometimes feels like you're walking down a nature trail. Some of the plants have thorns and a few of them produce burrs, which are the tiny balls that stick to your clothes.
One week during the summer they all seemed to have bloomed at once. For almost a week straight when I would walk out of my room in the morning I would step on one of those damn things. After the third day of this happening, I had to do something.
I sent out a mass text to all my roommates to please take their shoes off before stepping onto the carpet. They took their shoes off for about a week before going back to their old ways. I decided to put up a sign to remind my roommates to take of their shoes. Ever since I have yet to step on another burr or thorn
Four Men, One Bathroom
The house I live in only has two bathrooms. One upstairs and one downstairs. The house is also a duplex. This means my three roommates and I have to share one bathroom. This creates a couple different problems. First, everyone has to use the bathroom in the morning. Second, no one ever wants to help clean the bathroom.
The first couple of weeks after Kaveman and Markie Mark moved in, we noticed that we were all using the bathroom at the same time in the morning. This dilemma created a time issue and plenty of awkward situations.
I only need the bathroom for a couple minutes in the morning, as to where Kaveman needs it for about 30 minutes to get ready for work. We would get upset at each other for taking too much in the bathroom because someone else needed to use it or they would end up being late to work or class. It'd also create awkward moments because someone would forget to either lock the bathroom door or shut it all the way. It We started to get tired of everyone walking in on each other every other morning and using the bathroom for too long. We decided to make a morning bathroom schedule.
We figured out each other's schedule and allotted a certain amount of time each of us had to follow, otherwise that person would be forced to do yard work alone.
The schedule has been working very well for us. The other issue that took a while to resolve was keeping our bathroom clean
Our bathroom, especially our toilet, can become extremely dirty. Myself and B-fresh have been the only two that contribute to keeping the bathroom clean. We buy all the cleaning supplies as well as being the only ones to use them. We have made multiple attempts to get the other two to help us, but they never do. We got tired of being the only two to ever clean the bathroom, so we asked our roommates how they felt about splitting the cost of a maid to come in once a month to clean the bathroom. We all decided that would be the best option.
Lesson to take away from this: Bringing in outside help is never a bad idea, especially if someone is going to split the cost with you.
Monday, September 14, 2015
Privacy Issues
Privacy can become a major issue when you have 3 roommates. If privacy is important to you as an individual then having roommates isn't the best idea. You learn a lot about a person's personality through their living habits, I feel as if I know Kaveman extremely well but he and I hardly ever talk. I have had my privacy invaded a few different times while living with my roommates. Each one of them could have been avoided by taking certain precautionary steps.
The lesson to take away from this: No matter how much you think you can trust someone, always take extra cautionary steps when it comes to your sensitive information.
One of my most unfavorable memories about my privacy being invaded is when my card got declined while on a date with my new girlfriend. My girlfriend ended up having to pay for our dinner, thankfully we're still together. How does this pertain to my privacy with my roommates? One of my roommates friends stole a bank statement from my desk in my room. Unfortunately, I had written my account information on this particular statement. The bank was able to recover all my money from the person because he was caught on the ATM camera, which made it extremely easy for the police to identify him.
I know that this could have been avoided if I would have never written down my account information on my bank statement. However, I thought I could trust everyone that came in and out of my house. After this incident I learned that is not true.
Since this has happened, I have taken two steps to further prevent such situations from happening. One, I put a lock on my door that uses a key. Two, I bought a paper shredder for my all my personal documents that contain sensitive information.
Photo taken by me
What makes a good roommate?
Living with three other men can become very complicated sometimes, between deciding who takes out the trash and who does the dishes when no one wants to do it, your patience gets tested as a person. But it is easy for me to sit back and point out everything I believe my roommates do wrong. Personally, I think I am a great roommate. However, I wanted to find out what others opinion's are on what makes a good roommate.
I searched around the Internet and read a few different articles about how to be a good roommate. Here is what I gathered from around the web that seem to be the top three factors to being a good roommate.
1. Communication
- Be honest with each other. If I leave a dirty dish on the counter and someone asks me about it, I should just be honest and say "yeah I'm sorry, I'll take care of that right now".
- Be clear with each other. Always be open with each other about things the other person may do that upsets you. If one of your roommates doesn't like shoes worn in the house, then be sure to let them know that it bothers you, in a nice manner.
- Willing to negotiate with each other. When living with others, it is inevitable that you're going to disagree on something. If there is a laundry list of chores that need to be done around the house then negotiate a "contract" of some sort with your roommate to determine who does what chore. Instead of opting to do all the easy chores and leaving the hard work to your other roommates.
- Be respectful of each others decisions and beliefs. If you see that your roommate is taking part in something that you find to be wrong or "stupid", unless it is directly affecting you, leave them alone and respect their life as an individual. In other words, do not to harass your roommate because of some view they may have on political issues.
- Be respectful of their belongings. You should treat every item in the house as if it were your own.
- Respect their privacy. People do strange things when they believe no one is watching. Don't be a jerk and record your roommate dancing in his underwear to his favorite song.
3. Accountability
- Be accountable for your actions. If you accidentally break something of your roommates, let them know what happened and that you will pay them back.
- Lock the door. If you're coming home late at night then you are accountable for locking the door to make sure a burglar doesn't easily walk into our home and take our belongings.
(I have had this happen to me once before) - Do your part. If you and your roommates have agreed upon who does what around the house, then be sure to always do your part. A lot of arguments are started over something that didn't get done.
These are the most common guidelines to being a good roommate that I found on the web. If you and your roommates can follow these simple guidelines then living together should be easy. Personally, I find these guidelines extremely helpful. There are plenty of other aspects that make a good roommate but I found these to be the most important.
Here are a few websites I visited to gather the information:
https://www.unigo.com/in-college/campus-life/how-to-be-a-good-roommate-a-college-student-perspective
I also found this video that had good information on being a good roommate. I like the video due to its simplicity and how it is straight to the point. I watched a few other videos and all of them were completely off topic within the first minute.
Monday, September 7, 2015
"Hey I didn't know you bought milk"
When there are 4 full grown male adults living under the same roof, your food is bound to get eaten by someone other than yourself. Whether it is because one of your roommates is so stupid drunk that he cant formulate a coherent sentence or they use that oh-so infamous line of theirs "I didn't know...". Around our house, the food items that go missing the most is milk and pizza.
This problem usually arises when 2 of us buy the same exact item from the grocery store. We all drink the same kind of milk, 2% low fat from Dillons. One time I noticed that my brand new gallon of milk had been opened and used, not by me of course. I text all my roommates and ask them if they accidentally drank my milk, mistaking it for their own. All 3 of them told me that they didn't drink my milk. I gave all of them a chance to tell me, without me getting extremely upset over the issue. Instead they all chose to lie, which infuriated me.
I am usually not a man of action but when my milk is consistently being drank by someone other than me, I needed to come up with some solution. I decided to label my carton of milk with my name. Having my name on the milk stopped my roommates from opening the carton but not drinking from it. Therefore, I decided I had to take one more step. I drew a line on the carton that was level with the milk. This way I would know for sure if someone had taken drank some of my milk.
This may seem like an unnecessary and drastic step to take for preserving a little bit of milk. I thought it was too until I woke up one morning expecting to eat a bowl of cereal before a huge test. I always remember my teachers in high school telling me to always eat something before a test day,apparently it helps with information retention. I figured out that this statement was all too true when I failed my test because I was so hungry while taking the test.
(Photo taken by me)
The lesson to take away from here: If you aren't going to share groceries amongst each other, then always label what is yours to avoid confusion and arguments with your roommates.
This problem usually arises when 2 of us buy the same exact item from the grocery store. We all drink the same kind of milk, 2% low fat from Dillons. One time I noticed that my brand new gallon of milk had been opened and used, not by me of course. I text all my roommates and ask them if they accidentally drank my milk, mistaking it for their own. All 3 of them told me that they didn't drink my milk. I gave all of them a chance to tell me, without me getting extremely upset over the issue. Instead they all chose to lie, which infuriated me.
I am usually not a man of action but when my milk is consistently being drank by someone other than me, I needed to come up with some solution. I decided to label my carton of milk with my name. Having my name on the milk stopped my roommates from opening the carton but not drinking from it. Therefore, I decided I had to take one more step. I drew a line on the carton that was level with the milk. This way I would know for sure if someone had taken drank some of my milk.
This may seem like an unnecessary and drastic step to take for preserving a little bit of milk. I thought it was too until I woke up one morning expecting to eat a bowl of cereal before a huge test. I always remember my teachers in high school telling me to always eat something before a test day,apparently it helps with information retention. I figured out that this statement was all too true when I failed my test because I was so hungry while taking the test.
(Photo taken by me)
The lesson to take away from here: If you aren't going to share groceries amongst each other, then always label what is yours to avoid confusion and arguments with your roommates.
"Whose turn is it to do the dishes?"
"Whose turn is it to do the dishes?!" is a quote I often find myself screaming throughout my house. When the two new guys, Markie Mark and Kaveman, first moved in I noticed that they would help B-Fresh and I with dishes all the time. They would consistently rinse their plates off and put them in our dishwasher. However, after about a month of them living with us they started to become very lazy.
Our very first fight as new roommates came around a little after the second month of them being here. It was over the dishes. I remember it so vividly. I had not been home for about 3 days. As I walk through the door, I am instantly smacked in the face with an utterly disgusting smell combination of raw chicken juice and old milk. It was gut-wrenching, I have worked in the service industry ever since my first job and I have never smelled anything so potent before. I was gagging as I walked up the stairs and into our kitchen. Every single dish that was in our house was in some way stacked in this heap of rot where I thought our sink should be.
After realizing where the unbearable smell was coming from, I tried gathering all 3 of my roommates together so we could get these dishes clean. Both Markie Mark and Kaveman refused to help B-Fresh and I do the dishes because they were both in the middle of playing an online video game. I asked them to come help us when they were done and they both agreed to after acting extremely irritated that I asked them to help with the dishes.
After about 35 minutes, B-Fresh and I had finished all the dishes, between the two of us. We went and asked the other two why they didn't help and both said "they forgot about it". This has happened to B-Fresh and I more than once. Every time we would try and get help from one of them, they would act as if they had no contribution to the giant pile of dishes. Their most famous line though is "that isn't mine".
Our solution to the problem was the picture you see below. I am always having to remind Markie Mark and Kaveman to put their dishes in the dishwasher because they "forget" to do so. Instead of trying to constantly remind the two to put their dishes away, I just made it so they couldn't use the "I forgot" excuse. I have this reminder on our fridge so they can't even make food without being reminded to put their dishes away.
Our very first fight as new roommates came around a little after the second month of them being here. It was over the dishes. I remember it so vividly. I had not been home for about 3 days. As I walk through the door, I am instantly smacked in the face with an utterly disgusting smell combination of raw chicken juice and old milk. It was gut-wrenching, I have worked in the service industry ever since my first job and I have never smelled anything so potent before. I was gagging as I walked up the stairs and into our kitchen. Every single dish that was in our house was in some way stacked in this heap of rot where I thought our sink should be.
After realizing where the unbearable smell was coming from, I tried gathering all 3 of my roommates together so we could get these dishes clean. Both Markie Mark and Kaveman refused to help B-Fresh and I do the dishes because they were both in the middle of playing an online video game. I asked them to come help us when they were done and they both agreed to after acting extremely irritated that I asked them to help with the dishes.
After about 35 minutes, B-Fresh and I had finished all the dishes, between the two of us. We went and asked the other two why they didn't help and both said "they forgot about it". This has happened to B-Fresh and I more than once. Every time we would try and get help from one of them, they would act as if they had no contribution to the giant pile of dishes. Their most famous line though is "that isn't mine".
Our solution to the problem was the picture you see below. I am always having to remind Markie Mark and Kaveman to put their dishes in the dishwasher because they "forget" to do so. Instead of trying to constantly remind the two to put their dishes away, I just made it so they couldn't use the "I forgot" excuse. I have this reminder on our fridge so they can't even make food without being reminded to put their dishes away.
Photo taken by me
The lesson to learn here is: Be patient with others, especially someone you live with. Small things such as doing dishes is no reason to get in arguments and possible fights with your roommate.
Here's a link to a site in which others with roommates have posted notes that they leave for their roommates Passive-Aggressive notes
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Selecting the Wrong Roommate
For my first post I need to establish the foundation on how I became stuck with two terrible roommates and what I could've done to prevent my unfortunate situation. I say that I am stuck with them because our landlord didn't make us sign a lease agreement because her son ( B-Fresh) lives with us. She trusted his judgement in that he would keep the house in tidy condition. She was wrong.
It started with my old roommate wanting to move back home, due to money concerns. B-Fresh and I were upset that he was leaving but we couldn't convince him to stay. B-Fresh's mother is the owner of the house I stay in, she had mentioned to us that she knew someone that needed a place to live. Fearing that it would be some weird person we didn't know, we sent out mass texts to all our friends asking "we need another roommate. rent is $250 plus about $50 for bills." We got a response from one guy who was good friends with our one roommate who just left. So we made the assumption since those two are friends, they must live somewhat alike and therefore he's a pretty clean and tidy person. The filipino flier moved in within a couple days.
Marky Mark's first two months were great. He helped with trash, dishes, swept, and cleaned up after himself. I don't know what happened after those first two months but ever since then, he has done everything but help. To this day, it is like trying to get a five year old to help me whenever I ask him to do something. He whines about how hard it is to do the dishes, or how annoying it is that we always ask him to help. B-Fresh and I knew that for our next roommate we needed to get more information on the guy before letting him move in.
Kaveman came into my life when I was working at Jimmy Johns. He was extremely nice and was always making jokes at work. B-Fresh and I both worked with him at Jimmy Johns for a while before we thought about asking him to move in. We loved his personality but that doesn't mean he would be a good roommate, meaning he would help us with all the chores around the house. We found out that he lived in his own house, therefore we made the assumption that he, the gentle afro-american, knew how to take care of himself and his house. We heard that he was wanting to move out due to where his house was located (by 5th & Topeka). He was more than happy to move into our place, but we realized it was a mistake after the first week.
The lesson to take away from all of this is: Never move in with someone until you have seen where and how they live. Never make the assumption that they are going to be clean and tidy people just because they are friends with someone who is.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
The Roomies
My name is Kempton Redman and the intention of this blog is to give others advice on how to deal with incompetent roommates without completely losing your mind on a daily basis. I will do this by sharing multiple stories about my roommates and how I was able to handle the situation without going up to them and saying "are you sure you're not mentally challenged?"
I currently live with three other guys, two of them are my friends and the other guy is someone I used to work with. I am going to do my best from releasing there names on here because I will be discussing certain grotesque and embarrassing things they do. Things they definitely don't want other people knowing about.
I'll refer to them as the B-Fresh, Marky Mark , and Kaveman. Throughout the course of the blog I will refer to them using those names.
I have been living with these three guys for about a year and a half. Over the course of the past year I have become a more tolerable person due to their incompetence in a multitude of different situations.
I currently live with three other guys, two of them are my friends and the other guy is someone I used to work with. I am going to do my best from releasing there names on here because I will be discussing certain grotesque and embarrassing things they do. Things they definitely don't want other people knowing about.
I'll refer to them as the B-Fresh, Marky Mark , and Kaveman. Throughout the course of the blog I will refer to them using those names.
I have been living with these three guys for about a year and a half. Over the course of the past year I have become a more tolerable person due to their incompetence in a multitude of different situations.
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