Dirty Hairy

Pig-Pen

My sister and I moved in with a mutual friend my sophomore year at college. A month into the fall semester, he adopted a cat, who would spray all over clothes that he began to leave in the hallway which led to my room. Since he didn’t pick up said clothes, the smell became so unbearable that I began to sleep on my sister’s bedroom floor. He would then wear some of those clothes; I never saw him do laundry the entire time we lived with him and his white shirts turned dark yellow. I would, at times, come home to find that he was using the bathroom next to my bedroom – with the door wide open – and would get mad that I came home at that time and slam the door closed. Also, it wouldn’t be unusual to come home at 3pm and find him sound asleep on the living room futon, butt naked with his (hairy) backside facing the front door.

We refused to do dishes that we did not eat off of, therefore his would stack up in the sink and even began to pile next to the sink (since it could hold no more). Out of the goodness of her heart, my sister decided one day to do them for him. Once she got to the bottom of the stack, she found dishes with mold growing in the advanced stages. Another time, I told my sister that she didn’t have to clean his dishes; he came out and started arguing with me and we got into a shouting match over his dirtiness. He would leave food in the refrigerator for months, and once they were covered in mold, my sister would throw them away. For some reason, he did not like this and would broadcast his displeasure toward her. Toward the end of the school year, he allowed two of his friends to “move in.” Of course, they did not help with the rent and contributed to an already high utility bill (without paying that, as well).

Since the lease we signed expired soon, we decided that we were going to move somewhere else since the other two “unofficial” roommates were not contractually obliged to pay rent. One day, the landlord came to fix the water heater that had been broken for about a month; he had not told us this and we had to go elsewhere to take warm showers. After seeing the clothes plus the two extra roommates he allowed to stay over for free and the disaster of a kitchen, he was evicted.

Comments (7)

AshleeFebruary 18th, 2010 at 2:37 pm

I’m confused. Your water heater was broken for a month and you didn’t figure it out?

AndrewFebruary 18th, 2010 at 4:14 pm

That confused me as well.

SkullturfFebruary 18th, 2010 at 5:20 pm

I assume they mean there was something relatively minor that was wrong with the water heater, but they probably still had hot water. Maybe it leaked or made weird noises or something.

HeatherFebruary 19th, 2010 at 12:45 am

Forget the water heater, why didn’t they raise a fuss to the landlord before? Why would anyone put up with all of that? The rent couldn’t have been THAT great.

MeshellFebruary 19th, 2010 at 9:52 am

Your answer is YOUTH. ;)

Author of the postFebruary 26th, 2010 at 12:24 pm

To answer the question about the water heater: it was initially a minor problem but got worse over time until it stopped working altogether. And at that point in my life I was messy too (only I kept my mess confined to my room, the door of which I kept closed).

Author of the postFebruary 26th, 2010 at 12:25 pm

…And rent was reasonable, but we didn’t have a lot of money to spend on the high utility bills.

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