Picking A Roomate

CraP I ment to post this on ILX but anyway say something to make me laugh.....

Actually, I do think this question belongs on I LOVE MUSIC, because your prospective roommate's musical taste ought to factor in your decision, no? Believe me, my junior year of college roommate subsided strictly on a steady audio diet of late-career HEART, for chrissakes (I'm not even talking about semi-bearable Heart, like "Barracuda," but big poofy-haired 80's Heart like "These Dreams" and "What About Love?" shit). It was pure hell, I tell ya!

I'm sure he was no less enthused about my predeliction for Skinny Puppy, Killing Joke and the Dead Boys, but still! We found a semi-happy middle ground (one doesn't torture the other with his musical choices when both are around), but it definetly made life difficult at times. If the person you're thinking of co-habitating with is a big fan of music you find distasteful, that ought to give you pause!

I used to have roomates from hell in NYC, who happened to be good friends in high school. One was screwing my friend and telling him that she was pregnant with his kid. I would get frantic calls from him late at night, and I would have to explain "my female roomate uses tampons, and she just bought a new box, which is open, and closer to empty than it used to be, so she is not pregnant!"
He didn't believe me.

I win!

I guess I can tell one of the more net friendly ones. My roommate and I were at this party and she wanted to go home. She decides to just take off w/o telling anyone. I get home the next morning and there's a woman in our driveway trying to break into a car with my housemates clothes on. She had obviously been crying and turns to me and says "Can you smash in my car window?? Do you like Tori Amos??" My loon-dar is going off pretty good by this time so I go inside to see my house mate going about her usual daily routine not fazed by the fact that someone has been outside in our driveway with her clothes on all night.She says "I got everything under control. Go to work." I leave and go to work. When I get home that evening there is big tire tracks in the drive way where this persons car was. My downstairs neighbor asks me "Who was that crazy women who jumped on the front hood of lanlords truck screaming 'You know where Tori Amos is?'" My lanlord calls and says that he had to call the police on this crazy women and how we should never accept rides from strangers,then blurts laughing,"You folks aren't selling umm marijuana are you?" This is why I don't hitchhike :)

Living alone is the best revenge.

hell it doesn't matter what music they like! do they seem like nice people, my last proper house, everyone hated my music, but it didn't matter. people you think you can get on with, thats the key man!

I had the complete opposite problem. I had a roommate that would not leave my record collection alone. I swear he did not buy a record for six months that I did not already own. It just gets annoying because you can't dig through his crates, because they are the same as your own. ;)