My very worst (and current) roommate is a co-worker. We both worked in retail; for me, it was a survival job to support grad school and for him, it was his sole job after getting sacked from an $80K/year finance position. He was professional and we got along great…until we became roommates.
Within two weeks of living together, he admitted that he’s extremely insecure. He’s despondent that at 31, he has no wife, kids, savings, or decent job. Ageing terrifies him, so he compensates by getting drunk every weekend with much younger co-workers and dating language students who barely speak English.
Meanwhile, he’s insanely jealous of me for accomplishing more in my life than his in terms of education, work, finance, looks, travel, confidence and the ability to maintain friendships with sober, mature people.
So, he takes his insecurities out on me. When I’m studying or writing papers, he turns up his rap music or chats loudly on the phone. He uses as many utensils and dishes as possible to cook his ‘Hungry Mans’ and won’t wash anything because he knows that time I have to spend washing takes away from my study time. All this juvenile stuff yet he can’t be bothered to work on his career rut or anything else, but he whines about it all day.
After four weeks I told him that his lease, which is until the end of the month, will not be renewed and that I want him gone ASAP. He now sends me 10-15 texts per day with vile insults and tells co-workers that I’m bossy, mean and controlling. It has got so bad that I have wound up quitting my job and have threatened to sue him for defamation. I’m almost done with school, however, and have job interviews lined up (which ticks him off). We now communicate solely via text.
Just 60 days to go until he’s gone!