Saturday, June 13, 2009

An Impossible Roommate

I can't believe how finnicky my roommate is. You drop a kleenex and he goes into a conniption. Or you've been playing sports and yes, there's sweat; he freaks if you don't shower right away. If you have used a piece of clothing, he expects you to wash it immediately -- if you don't and you accumulate a bagful, it drives him beserk! Now my mom is a fairly hygienic lady, but she does have a laundry basket that she allows to fill up until there's about a washer-load there; then she washes it. Is she a slob? I don't think so.

If you should happen to drop a small item such as a pencil and it goes over into my roommate's part of the room, he takes this as a personal violation from which he will never recover. Worst of all: if you happen to leave just one hair in the shower, he becomes catatonic.

It's really hard to live with a person like that. It won't last, though. One of us will be dead.

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