A Gifted Goodbye

After being someone else’s Very Worst Roommate (by not paying the utilities when I was supposed to, and her boyfriend hating me), my very best roommate and good friend moved out. I could afford the rent and utilities (now turned on again) on my own and lived alone for a while.

Then, I learnt that a guy I knew in the neighborhood was losing his place because his roommates were leaving for a different state. Since I had the extra room, I told him we could give the roommate thing a shot. He arrived on the first night with a duffel bag containing all his belongings and a jug of cheap wine.

He planned to sleep on the couch until he could move his bed.  That first night, after I went to sleep, he apparently drank half the jug of wine, and apparently peed it all out onto my couch.The next morning, he was gone without a word, leaving his half jug of wine behind. He called a few days later to make plans to come back. I told him it wasn’t going to work out and not to bother coming back. He never mentioned the couch or his jug of wine, which I gave to my next roommate as a welcome gift.