The Uninvited
While living in the dorms on campus, I shared one medium-sized room with three other guys and when two of them moved out to cut costs, it was just D and I. So all was well, until two of D’s friend’s moved in unannounced. D flipped out when I called him since these guys never told him that they were moving in, but they were having roommate troubles so we agreed to let them stay. The two never showered, which only intensified their already pungent odor considering they played basketball every night. D and I ended up buying Febreze, Axe, whatever we could find just to get rid of their smells. Not only that, but they’d play video games until 7 in the morning, which was incredibly inconvenient considering I worked full time in the mornings and took night classes.
So it all came to a head one day when I was getting up in the morning like I normally did, and one of the new roommates was woken up by the noise I made. As I put on my work clothes, I watched him step out of his bunk, smell himself and bed sheets, then spray Febreze on said sheets and go back to bed. That’s right, he smelled so badly that he couldn’t stand his own scent. So that very day I got out of my housing contract and moved in with my sister. And apparently they’ve both dropped out of college, while D and I are still great friends.
How nice of them to move themselves in without permission.
What kind of a fail-ass parent would raise their kids so they think Febrezing themself is a viable alternative to showering?
it amazes me that we provide wells to third world companies and yet there are people here who don’t know how to use soap and water.
it was pretty lame not to tell them to get the fuck out
I would have told them to move the hell out! Who doesn’t bathe daily or after exercising/playing sports? Like don’t they feel gross and dirty? Yuck!
They were in college dorms, where I’m sure it would be hard to get roommates kicked out just for being really smelly.
Do you know their Xbox gamertags?
You are D’s friend = you have no standards and love gossiping about people who are not you.
Think, just think, peacefully, on your own, no smells, no music, no noise – what would your life be like otherwise?
How many other friends would you have otherwise?
Knowing that you hang out with D and his – hold on a minute.
Does D have a sense of smell? Seriously?
I know, yeah, yeah, you’ve nagged and bored and bonded with D over various smells. Does D even register those? I’m curious now. If you objected to partying people all night, what if D were deaf? OK, he’d back you up, but does he even realise that his ‘pet slobs’ are not appreciated, or why not?
Ask your sister. Does she have friends? Does she have less friends since you moved in, adding this clumsy man to her liabilities, subtracting you both from her assets?