Weirdest thing your housemate has done?

kylith

El Horseboxo wrote: »

He done loads of weird stuff before going missing 2 weeks later. Never took his stuff and we filed a police report. I moved from Chicago a few months later and his stuff was never claimed. No idea what happened him in the end. Had looked out for his name in the media but didn't see anything.

Probably got his willy frozen to something.

Billy86

Subcomandante Marcos wrote: »

At first we thought sweet, maybe we can go visit Miami or Naples during one of the holidays but then we found out he was an absolute hillbilly from the pan handle near Georgia and Alabama.

He was a political science graduate doing law in grad school, so we assumed he'd be grand.

All he did was sit on the couch watching Fox News and reading books about the US constitution by racist scumbags like Glenn Back and Rush Limbaugh.

I hate to stereotype, but as soon as I heard Georgia I knew exactly where this was going. Apart from Mein Kampf there was nothing there I expected not to read. That part of the US is the Western answer to Saudi Arabia, a scarily awful part of the world.

Reiver

Lived with


a bona fide sex addict who was in his 20s and using viagra for that extra kick. It didn't matter what they looked like, once they were female, he went for them.

A former raver who went straight edge after meeting God on a lsd trip. Was also a biker.

Another former raver who was mad into MMA, sleeper holded a lot of people and punched through one of our windows once.

a Chinese lad who cooked in his room and was a mad online gamer. Barely ever saw him but he was nice.

a science student who would wash himself in the back garden in full view of passer bys, was cultivating an interest in naturism and also liked to jump out at people randomly to wrestle with them.

We lived together ten months. I'm not sure how I survived. I'm weird too but I'd say in their company I was the normal one.

Hank Scorpio

Stayed there on a Saturday and one of the other lads living there thought the house was empty as I usually go home. Was awoken by screams of DJANGOOOOOOOOO and him running up and down the hallway outside. Bear in mind at that stage we barely knew each other. Was hard to get out of the room that day

ArnoldJRimmer

Was sharing a house with 4 other random people for years. Lots came and went, and often strangers would move in in their place. The vast majority were sound and easy enough to live with, apart from one absolute freak.

It started out harmless enough, in that he would just kind of stare at people in the living room while making really weird conversation. Then he started sitting at the very back of the living room in silence so that you couldn't watch TV in peace without being freaked out

Then the late night furniture moving started. My bedroom was right above the living room, which had a tiled floor. I'd wake up in the middle of the night to hear him dragging the couch, table, chairs etc across the floor and then back again. Repeatedly. When I pointed this out to him the next day, he said he didn't know what I was talking about. One night another flatmate came down for a glass of water in the middle of the night, turned on the light in the kitchen and he was just been standing there, staring into space.

Then I got stuck with him one night when one of his equally strange mates called over. They were having a few beers in these tankards, and would only talk in 'Ye Olde English.' Whenever I got up to leave they started shouting at me and asking what was wrong. they kept shouting out the window as I walked down the street

Eventually, one of my other flatmates had enough and made every threat under the sun, from having the landlord kick him out to knocking his teeth in. He was gone by the end of the week

ash777

ArnoldJRimmer wrote: »

Was sharing a house with 4 other random people for years. Lots came and went, and often strangers would move in in their place. The vast majority were sound and easy enough to live with, apart from one absolute freak.

It started out harmless enough, in that he would just kind of stare at people in the living room while making really weird conversation. Then he started sitting at the very back of the living room in silence so that you couldn't watch TV in peace without being freaked out

Then the late night furniture moving started. My bedroom was right above the living room, which had a tiled floor. I'd wake up in the middle of the night to hear him dragging the couch, table, chairs etc across the floor and then back again. Repeatedly. When I pointed this out to him the next day, he said he didn't know what I was talking about. One night another flatmate came down for a glass of water in the middle of the night, turned on the light in the kitchen and he was just been standing there, staring into space.

Then I got stuck with him one night when one of his equally strange mates called over. They were having a few beers in these tankards, and would only talk in 'Ye Olde English.' Whenever I got up to leave they started shouting at me and asking what was wrong. they kept shouting out the window as I walked down the street

Eventually, one of my other flatmates had enough and made every threat under the sun, from having the landlord kick him out to knocking his teeth in. He was gone by the end of the week

Jesus.

gormdubhgorm

ash777 wrote: »

We got a new housemate a few weeks ago. Suffice to say, given the title of the thread, he's fairly weird. I can't type out all the sh*te he's pulled over the past few weeks, because I don't know if he goes on Boards.

But, I've just come from the bathroom to find the bathroom seat up (annoying, but not that annoying), and, when I put it down, there were drops of liquid (either water or pee) all over the seat. That didn't get there from peeing with the seat up, and hitting the seat - they were far too central on the seat. I don't know if that's understandable. But, probably took some effort? It wouldn't surprise me at all at this stage if he urinated on the seat, then put the seat up, just to leave a disgusting, urine 'surprise' for the next person to go to use the loo.

Ugh.

He's the most disgusting creature.

I know this is off topic but I don't get this "he left the toilet seat up" equals crisis logic.
1) it is easy to put it back down
2) It would be far worse if he left it down and peed
3) you never hear a guy whining about how a girl left the toilet seat down! Which is an inconvenience for men (see previous point)

gormdubhgorm

liz lemoncello wrote: »

Women only ever use it with seat down. guys use it both ways so it makes sense to keep it down.

No bad logic number 1s are more frequent then number twos!

gormdubhgorm

Lingua Franca wrote: »

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Then there's the fact that especially once you've had a kid or two you don't get much warning at all that you need the loo combined with our urethras being much shorter than those of men, which adds up to sometimes running in with barely enough time to get our trousers and knickers down before spinning super fast to sit down. If the seat is up we're going to end up in the bowl risking a urinary tract infection whilst trying not to piss ourselves.

Hope that finally explains things for you.

Not really you could just squat instead!

kylith

gormdubhgorm wrote: »

No bad logic number 1s are more frequent then number twos!

But in a house with both male and female occupants Seat Down is more frequent than Seat Up, so seat down should be the default.

john the one

kylith wrote: »

But in a house with both male and female occupants Seat Down is more frequent than Seat Up, so seat down should be the default.

No, seat down is pure laziness and you know it it.

Seat up, boys have a bigger body mass than women, therefore drink more liquids to stay hydrated and obviously do pee pees more, seat up.

Subcomandante Marcos

john the one wrote: »

No, seat down is pure laziness and you know it it.

Seat up, boys have a bigger body mass than women, therefore drink more liquids to stay hydrated and obviously do pee pees more, seat up.

Women have smaller bladders than men and pee more frequently, on average.

Shemale

boobar wrote: »

Strangely no, he was afraid that someone would think he was breaking into the place.

Serious spate of burglars doing handstands going in windows feet first, not worth the risk

john the one

Subcomandante Marcos wrote: »

Women have smaller bladders than men and pee more frequently, on average.

I pissed into a milk carton before and it measured nearly a litre.

Men drink more beer, women drink wine and spirits. More intake

Shemale

Any woman I lived with.

Seriously how do they use one toilet roll a day, even as a single twenty year old with internet access I couldnt manage it

Shemale

john the one wrote: »

I pissed into a milk carton before and it measured nearly a litre.

Men drink more beer, women drink wine and spirits. More intake

So you pissed a litre before, what about the wine drinking women you know

kylith

john the one wrote: »

I pissed into a milk carton before and it measured nearly a litre.

Men drink more beer, women drink wine and spirits. More intake

I watched Mythbusters recently and they did a weeing myth. The blokes both wee'd about 0.9L, the woman 1.25L.

john the one

kylith wrote: »

I watched Mythbusters recently and they did a weeing myth. The blokes both wee'd about 0.9L, the woman 1.25L.

Age, lifestyle, body mass, fitness and intake would all factor in to this.....

john the one

kylith wrote: »

I watched Mythbusters recently and they did a weeing myth. The blokes both wee'd about 0.9L, the woman 1.25L.

And the nother thing! quoting mythbusters as an actual argument....LOL

arayess

used to live with this lad who worked nights in the airport.
He'd come home with a gang at 8am and they'd have a full on party weed, E , coke and music most mornings.
Didn't bother me cos I was leaving for work anyway at that time.

There was 1 guy in the house had internet and a pc , this was dial up days.
the airport fella used to go into that fellas room and masturbate watching porn on your mans' bed.

he couldn't go out on the piss without being beaten-up. every single time. One of those guys who always had an opinion that had to be announced even if it was to a gang of scumbags.

he'd row with me when we were on our own and then deny it to the rest of the lads in the house. And when they were around he was my best mate , beer, weed you name it he'd be giving it to me .

On our own he'd start ranting , raving and threatening me. Came to a head , he punched me once randomly and I boxed the head off him.
Then later that day he was my best mate again when the other lads were there so I figured I'd kill him or he'd kill me so i got a new place.
He ended up in john of gods a few years later.

BizzyC

FFS, less toilet seat debating, more dodgy stories.

Joined a house with 4 other lads on year in college, the others were all friends and moving in togethor for the first time.

One guy was a total weirdo, he'd eat takaways and leave half a plates sitting around with food on them every day, he broke the handle off a door just to see if he could...
Probably his worst habit would be to sit there staring at you and respond to everything you said with "No, you.." followed by whatever you had just said.

Come the end of the year his "mates" wanted nothing to do with him.

kylith

john the one wrote: »

And the nother thing! quoting mythbusters as an actual argument....LOL

Just as legitimate as your self-reported pissing in a milk carton.

john the one

kylith wrote: »

Just as legitimate as your self-reported pissing in a milk carton.

Don't knock it til you try it.

Tzardine

I shared a house with one lad who loved his toast and jam.

He would put the jam on first and then the butter.

Strange fish.

TheSheriff

Moved into a new place this time last year, had yet to meet one of the house mates.

Woke up at about 3am one night to gentle knocking on my bedroom door, it was the housemate id never met, standing there in his underwear, wanting to welcome me to the house and could he come in for a chat!

Arghhhhhh the visuals!

Jawgap

Just after uni I moved into a shared house one of the other housemates used to wash his socks in the toilet.

He'd go in, sit on a chair with his socks on his feet then flush the toiled and wash them in the water. He'd be at that until all is socks were washed.......

......then it was into the oven with them to dry!

We knocked the oven thing on the head, so he moved to leaving them on the hot water cylinder (fair enough).

All his other clothes were washed when he went home to mammy.

Weirdo #2 was another house I shared when I moved jobs. She was a lovely girl when sober, but once when she got to a certain level of drunkenness she became a real handful, picking fights with people even when we were trying to help her. The crunch came when she put one of the other housemates in hospital when she smacked him over the head with a wine bottle - the next morning she remembered nothing but did have the good sense to go get help of her own.

Deub

I had an Italian guy who said he loved a good steak. He came back one day with one and cooked it in the microwave!!! I asked him if it wasn't better to cook it in a pan on the stove. Apparently it takes too long and the taste is the same at the end...

TheSheriff

Also lived with a primary school teacher who everyday at 3pm ( the rest of the house finished work at 5pm) would land back from work, change into her dressing gown, put on one of these mud mask type things and cucumbers over her eyes and LOCK, yes LOCK herself in the living room until about 9pm that night. She didnt have the tv on, she would just sit in there in complete darkness, curtins closed and ignoring if we knockeed (or banged) on the door. When confronted she said she needed to rest after her stressful day at work. Every fecking day was a stressful one it seems.

Without fail, this happened every single day. I eventually lost it with her and took the lock out of the living room door one weekend.

Possibly the most inconsiderate bitch i've ever had the pleasure of meeting

wp_rathead

TheSheriff wrote: »

Also lived with a primary school teacher who everyday at 3pm ( the rest of the house finished work at 5pm) would land back from work, change into her dressing gown, put on one of these mud mask type things and cucumbers over her eyes and LOCK, yes LOCK herself in the living room until about 9pm that night. She didnt have the tv on, she would just sit in there in complete darkness, curtins closed and ignoring if we knockeed (or banged) on the door. When confronted she said she needed to rest after her stressful day at work. Every fecking day was a stressful one it seems.

Without fail, this happened every single day. I eventually lost it with her and took the lock out of the living room door one weekend.

Possibly the most inconsiderate bitch i've ever had the pleasure of meeting

Dafuq?! She not have a bedroom?

TheSheriff

wp_rathead wrote: »

Dafuq?! She not have a bedroom?

this is what got me, she did!

She had the biggest bedroom in the house!

When I first took the lock out she tried to barricade the door from inside the living room with the furniture.

Absolute lunatic.