Nest Princess

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A. and I had been acquainted for years, so when we were both looking for new housing we thought we’d be a good roommate match. I quickly realized that she was rather spoiled, but we had enough in common to least make nice.

I realized just how spoiled she was when she convinced herself that an affair with a married co-worker twice her age was a rite of passage. I expressed my disapproval, but it was clearly her business. After the husband of the co-worker’s other mistress killed himself, the affair ended and she eventually struck up a relationship with someone who was single and age-appropriate—then began demanding that I retreat to the basement when he came over so they could be alone. I had no clue why they couldn’t go to his house instead, since he lived alone, nor why they insisted on leaving used condoms in the kitchen trash.

Her dog was old and had trouble with his bladder. He began pissing on the kitchen floor daily and it was clear she expected me to do the work. Her version of cleaning was mopping up the pee with a towel, then walking away and leaving the towel on the floor. I started putting pee-soaked towels in her bathroom, to at least keep them out of the kitchen, but she would actually pick up the towel and drop it back on the kitchen floor!

I’d finally had enough and found a new place. It took a few weeks to coordinate the move, during which she repeatedly asked when I’d be leaving so that she could nest in HER house. I vacated as soon as I could and haven’t spoken to her since. In fact, after that I vowed that I would never have a roommate again.

Comments (12)

MichelleDecember 28th, 2009 at 12:23 pm

I hope you plan on never getting married, because that’s what a husband/wife is… a roommate! While your roommate sucked, it sounds like you suffered the typical problem with first time roomming — communication! Did you speak up and set boundaries? A passive aggressive approach to moving the dog-pissed towel won’t get you anywhere, so learn to speak up and set boundaries.

JTRDecember 28th, 2009 at 11:27 pm

Dear Michelle, My friend DID speak up and attempt to set boundaries, but her roomate was a selfish, spoiled brat. How dare you imply it was her fault! And I doubt my friend would marry someone who would neglect their geriatric pet and be inconsiderate like that!

JTRDecember 28th, 2009 at 11:31 pm

p.s. michelle – it wasn’t first time rooming. all folks involved are grown ups in their 30s. her roomate should have known how to share space respectfully.

mDecember 28th, 2009 at 11:43 pm

Michelle, this was not my first roommate by a long stretch. We were both in our early 30s at the time. This girl was waaaay beyond rational compared to any other roommate I’ve ever had. Don’t you think I TRIED talking to her?! Perhaps I should have put more emphasis on the fact that when I said spoiled I meant ROTTEN, as in she did not once concede that she was doing anything wrong. You’re pretty nervy for assuming I was somehow in the wrong considering the offenses I listed. Oh – and the best part? She yelled at me about not doing the dishes while I had a fucking splint on my arm from an injury. So how’s that for passive-aggressive?!

mDecember 28th, 2009 at 11:46 pm

Also, dude, you’re as bad as she was if you think that a grown woman actually needs to be told that piss on the floor is gross. That’s pretty much a given.

MichelleDecember 29th, 2009 at 12:30 pm

Lol, troll alert! Next time get more friends to defend you online. I stand by my comments. Just because you are in your 30’s doesn’t mean you aren’t passive aggressive. Yes, I believe that you shouldn’t assume that “a grown woman actually needs to be told something” to get her to do anything. I often have to remind my grown mother of inconsiderate, passive aggressive behaviors she displays.

One does not just KNOW how to live with another. End of story. It’s called learning, speaking up, and setting boundaries through communication. I expect a grown woman to do ONLY that. Not to just magically known that she or shouldn’t do something. What if she grew up with a maid that cleaned the house? Or better yet, crappy parents that the cats and dogs piss everywhere? There are COUNTLESS reasons why the idiot didn’t know better… Petulantly putting a piss soaked towel into her bathroom teaches her nothing. Trust me. She instead focused on you being a disgusting jerk rather than a rightful roommate who was tired of the dog piss.

Now, M… take a step back… no where in your story did you explain the methodology of speaking to her. This is a COMMON mistake in many of these stories… the over emphasize how crappy the roommate was without explaining how they tried to maintain the peace. I read nothing but your disapproval of her disgustingly inconsiderate liaisons.

And it’s not passive aggressive to yell at someone for doing the dishes with an arm injury… it’s inconsiderate, thoughtless, rude, and down-right spoiled, but passive aggressive? I see only aggression in that one.

I don’t doubt that she was an spoiled rotten idiot, but my initial reaction is based on how you wrote the story. That sucks, but you’re not the first to leave out details that leave people thinking you screwed up just as much as the roommate.

mDecember 29th, 2009 at 8:10 pm

Touche, Michelle. I will grant that some of your points are valid – but believe me, if I had told more than the one friend about posting here, others would back me up whole-heartedly. The website asks that entries be limited to 200 words, which meant that certain key details, like my attempts at communication, had to slide in order to squeeze in the juiciest bits. Suffice to say, I really did try to make clear that I expected a kitchen free of semen and piss, that I didn’t want a creepy old marrid man showing up on my doorstep, that I was ALWAYS faithful about doing dishes short of my time in the splint, etc., but this girl freely admitted that she was raised by a mother who was raised to be a princess and felt entitled to live the same way. Anyhoo, this was just a way to vent and I’m not interested in trolls or flame wars. Peace out.

MeshellDecember 30th, 2009 at 12:46 pm

“I really did try to make clear that I expected a kitchen free of semen and piss” BWAHAHAH I almost snorted my spinach salad up into my nose. Nice wording.

Yeah, that’s probably the issue. TBH, I should have added a disclaimer “I really know the issue here, but I am feeling snarky and bitchy.” If anything, living with a self-entitled, spoiled little brat is a pain the ass. Semen and piss puts it over the line, lol.

BryGuyJanuary 29th, 2010 at 4:47 pm

I bet whoever wrote this story is hot.

mJanuary 29th, 2010 at 5:06 pm

And who might you be, BryGuy?

SwLJanuary 29th, 2010 at 6:21 pm

BryGuy she is hot…and smart…most likely out of your league

BJanuary 29th, 2010 at 9:47 pm

Michelle,
I feel very sorry for you that you compare a spouse to a roomate. Maybe you should work on your own issues before making assumptions and passing judgement on someone you don’t know. It is just a story someone shared. I like how you “defend” yourself by getting pissed about people defending her.

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