Disgusting Housemates

I've been living with a decent enough guy for the past few years, he keeps to himself, pays the bills on time and since he started working again is rarely around. It's pretty much as close to living alone as you can get, without actually living alone.

The guy is an alcaholic, the kind of guy who will head to the pub after work at 01:30 and order 6 Guinness and a few shots. While he's a nice drunk he does have his angry spells and this past week I've seen a whole new side to him. Woke up Tuesday morning and noticed a strange smell in the bathroom, I assumed that it was just in need of a clean so mopped the floor and cleaned all the surfaces and didn't think twice about it.

Yesterday when i woke up there was a smell of shit the second I opened my bedroom door. It was foul and oppressive and I assumed initially that the cat had done it's business in the hall. As I approached the bathroom the smell got stronger and thrown in the hall was a t-shirt, trousers, socks, underwear, long johns and runners all sopping wet. In the bathroom I was greeted to the sight of a toilet seat caked in human shit, a floor streaked with it and a towel belonging to me which was encrusted with it. It was the most foul and disgusting thing I ever saw. It looked like someone had set off a **** bomb in the room as it was everywhere. I then noticed that the wall leading to my housemates room was smeared in excrement. Knocking on his door I woke him up and demanded to know what the hell had happened. He seemed oblivious and closed his door, locking it.

Before I go on, a few weeks back he brought a friend of his back to our house who proceeded to piss himself in our sitting room and sleep in it. I was the one left to clean up as his friend left first thing in the morning with my housemate to go drinking and when I rang my housemate about the mess his answer was a simple "cover it with a blanket, I'm not cleaning it up". As such I was forced to clean the mess and there wasn't a hope I was doing anything like it again.

I told my housemate through the door that he was cleaning his mess up and went downstairs to feel ill for a bit. An hour or so later my housemate got up and came downstairs and poured a cup of coffee. He sat down and turned on the TV and seemed oblivious to the mess he had created. I went in to speak to him and he just kept repeating, "so what, i had an accident". I had to head to town for a bit so told him I expected it to be clean when I got back.

I headed back to the house a few hours later with a few friends who wanted to watch a film. When I got into the house I found my housemate sitting in the same chair and when I checked upstairs he hadn't cleaned up. Not wanting to embarrass him in front of my friends I asked him to come out so I could have a talk with him and for the first time noticed that he smelt of shit. It was vile and when I said it to him he got aggressive. I told him he has going to clean up after himself and that a shower was in order. I went to apologies to my friends and my housemate burst in after me to complain about how he was being treated. He kept repeating, "so what if I had an accident. It's not like it doesn't happen everyone". I assured him that in fact it doesn't happen everyone and that had he at least tried to clean up I'd be more forgiving. He looked at me and said, "I did clean up, I used that towel to wipe myself and my t-shirt to clean the floor". All his cleaning had accomplished was to smear it every where and make it ten times worse. I asked him to clean it up and told him I'd got bleach and stuff in town. He nodded his head and went to his room and didn't leave it till this morning when he had to go to work.

I ended up cleaning up after him and it was ****ing vile. Thankfully I had a bit of help from my friends and when it was clean I rang the letting agency to let them know that if they didn't do something I'd be moving out. The letting agency couldn't understand what my issue was and actually said "sure it's clean now so what's the harm". They seemed to think that one of their tenants ****ting himself and leaving a mess was acceptable.

My housemate sent me a text earlier today asking if I had seen the towel that was in the bathroom aswell as his clothes and shoes. I replied that the towel which belong to me was in the bin along with all his **** stained clothes. His reply was priceless, "would you get them out of the bin, a bit of hot water and they'll be fine". He didn't so much as apologise or say thanks for cleaning up his mess and I've got three texts that read "I had an accident, so what"

So any other boardsie suffer the plight of living with an absolute pig?