KICKED OUT (i don't care if you friggin hate me.)

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so, as some of you may know, my roommates (four other people) turned on me and nancy sometime last week. it first manifested itself as an anonymous list of vague "demands" (dishes not done, house not clean, stuff not "shared"...nothing that the two of us are particularly responsiible for alone or [the only ones] guilty of) posted to the fridge, with the unsettling (but silly) coda: or else we will take action. oh, haha, silly passive-aggressive rich snobs, what action (oooh, get us) will you take?, haha.

so - after suggesting a house meeting, dialogue, etc. (this was thurs. night)and hearing that we already had a meeting and nothing came of it, blah blah- we come home from dinner last night to find a letter from the landlord saying i had to be out! obviously one of them went to him out of petty spite and due to draconian US leasing laws, i'm one too many humans for this house! neither of us knew this, and i have until tomorrow night to be out. so, at 1:40 tomorrow i leave on a jet plane back to pennsylvania to stay with my parents for about a month while nancy finishes up school and moves house (the actual lease is up only June 16th!) i have a return ticket for that day...so, it's not as if my life is ruined, just bizarrely, massively disrupted. and nancy has to look for the new place all on her own, blah blah.

it will be nice to clean out all the junk that's piled in my parents attic since i left for college 6 years ago, and also to see my friends. but STILL. how evil can be people actually be? people with their own boyfriends/girlfriends, who basically used me when rent was needed, and now that it's not...

― jess, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

NEW FURIOUS ANSWERS.

― jess, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

what cockfarmers.

― di, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Jeez Louise. What to say to that except...fuck. *shakes head*

My best for you both. That just makes me sick.

― Ned Raggett, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

That sucks, Jess. It really does. I hope yrself and Nancy can get a place together. Sheeeeet, nothing beats moving into a place with someone u know well. I've had my troubles. One of the first times......ehhhh, I wont bother, but it's always the way when you move into a house/apartment that someone's been in for a while, it never feels like yr house does it? Still though "dishes not done"?!!//?!!!??!! oh rejoice!! I thought I used to have it bad. HEH. Be glad to be rid of such WANKERS. ugh..

― michael bourke, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

That's exactly why I still live at home (among other reasons).

― Lindsey B, Saturday, 4 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

sounds like they need a big flaming bag of dog poo on the porch!

― Ron, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

It's pretty clear that your soon-to-be-ex-housemates had a very driven agenda, people's feelings and any consideration be damned. Be glad that you were the mature one and did what you could, even if it didn't work. It's really awful, but relatively minor if you make it so, and keep looking ahead. Whoever said it above is right on: after this headache is over, you won't have to deal with living with them anymore, either.

As you know, I am always sending positive energy your way.

― matthew m., Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Room/housemates suck BIG FUCKING COCK!!!! I could tell so many horror stories here that it would make you laugh with relative frivolity. But as it as I have other needs to address on this board. Perhaps I shall revisit this subject.

As it stands I wish both you and Nancy the best of luck and rest assured you're better off without those assholes.

― S., Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

That sucks dude!

― jel --, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

You should do thee rotten fish trick on these fux0rz.

― Norman Phay, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Either that or write filthy messages on the carpet in cress seed. Just keeps growing back. Bad luck man, better off out of it (were they the sort of housemates who leave notes in the fridge?)

― Matt Fallaize, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Motherfuckers. Channel your hate into enthusiasm about getting the opportunity to see the foax and friends back home. And then take that lil' bit of hate that's left over and channel it into into nurturing vicious revenge fantasies.

I think you are about due for some massively good luck, so keep that in mind when things look desperate. Hoping for the best turnout possible for you and Nancy, as always.

― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

this is shit. people who leave notes on fridges/under your door, whatever, that just sucks. i have been lucky never to have had to live with note writers before, finding decent people to live with is a complete nightmare (you'll never get all of them to be right, if you like 2 or more of the others thats usually enough)

this limbo situation is shitty, at the moment i'm in bradford at the weekends, and then back in london with a combination of dosshouses and peoples floors in the week. really disruptive to any idea of normal life, but hopefully it won't go on too long

this was down to us having a problem with the landlord rather than each other (which, at least, is something), but it means i've had to shelve my new york/philly visit, which is really disappointing...

― gareth, Sunday, 5 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

That's horrible and inconsiderate of your ex-housemates, especially considering Nancy had six weeks of term left and housing limbo at the end of an academic year could impact on her results.

Hiding baby frozen shrimp in the curtain hems, where the weights are, will drive them mad with fish-death smell.

― suzy, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

I wrote a letter once, but it was after the offending person didn't pay any rent for three months, ran our cable up to $300 ordering sex movies, and ate all of the communal food in the refrigerator without ever going to the grocery store. Oh, and he left booty-flakes on the toilet seat.

― Dan Perry, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

i used one of their razors (female) on my pubic hair before i left. but shhhhh.

if i had the opportunity i woulda pulled the vienna sausage routine. but that's more for evil landlords.

― jess, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Thanks for that last image, Dan. *cries*

The loser ex-housemate I idly mentioned at times last fall...well, he's long gone, so I can't really care. I will say that I have taken great satisfaction in knowing I not only helped force him to take refuge in Texas (!), but then helped force him to get kicked out of that refuge and come crawling back here. Heh heh heh.

― Ned Raggett, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Thanks for that last image, Dan. *cries*

Imagine living with it! (Also, his girlfriend would leave the bathroom smelling like a steamy vagina after she got out of the shower. It was awful.)

...I wish I was making this up, but I'm not. *sigh*

― Dan Perry, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Dan, thanks for the steamy vagina talk, really brightens my day. Ha HA!. Jess, I think you need to leave a piece of meat under one of their matresses in about two weeks it will come to fruition.

― Chris, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

I wish I was making this up

I WISH SO AS WELL, THANK YOU.

― Ned Raggett, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Like I said, at least you didn't live with it. Although "booty- flakes" did become a catchphrase for several years afterwards, it wasn't worth the trauma. (I didn't even mention the violently loud sex they used to have.)

I've only had one nightmare roommate experience, but I think it managed to roll up everyone else's into one handy package. About the only thing missing is a murder attempt.

― Dan Perry, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

I didn't even mention the violently loud sex they used to have.

At this point you are clearly tormenting us.

― Ned Raggett, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

I hadn't thought about all of this in years, actually. All of the attacks against writing someone a letter brought the whole situation back to me; I don't think that it was the right thing to do in Jess's case, but it CERTAINLY was the right thing to do in my situation. We ended up having to call this guy's mom so that we'd get the rent and utilities money. It was sad, doubly-so because I'd been pretty good friends with this guy before we lived together.

― Dan Perry, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

It was sad, doubly-so because I'd been pretty good friends with this guy before we lived together.

Lesson, then? Sometimes, your friends can turn out to be your worst enemies. (Not all the time, mind you, but...) Dan, your letter was a stroke of genius!

*hugs* Jess, what happened to you was a total bitch. What a serious bunch of timewasters! You'd expect strangers to screw you around....

I predict you'll soon find your own space, with enough room to stretch out and be free. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

― Nichole Graham, Monday, 6 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

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