My roommates in New Zealand (the exception being my boyfriend) were like this as well. I never thought I could get so angry about spoons and plates and stuff, but man. And of course the stuff they cook is the kind of stuff that splatters and dries all over the walls/stovetop/counter/everywhere. Having to try and cook dinner for yourself around a huge mess and no space at all was one of the most irritating things ever and I don't want to live with anyone I don't know ever again. ;p I don't feel comfortable yelling at people I barely speak to. D:Originally Posted by Bunny
Another thing they'd do that would piss me off would be, they would eat something in their room, say yogurt, and then come out, throw the container away, and put the yogurty spoon on the smurfing counter. WHAT THE smurf the sink is right over there asshole. WHY
Oh great now I have gotten myself into a rage
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