Roommate Confessions

You've done some bad stuff to your roommate. It's time to confess.

Roommate Confessions
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Princess Entitlment Issues

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I was studying abroad, living with an assigned roommate. For a while we lived in amicable ignorance of one another due to our conflicting study schedules. But I kept getting weird feelings. I come home and find that my pens would run out much faster than they used to, my laptop would be out of charge, my pencils would be blunt, my fan turned on when I swore I turned it off. I kept my personal bedroom locked when I wasn’t in the apartment, and many of my storage containers also had locks. At first I chalked it up to exhaustion and the new environment but to make sure I did the old hair across the door trick. It triggered off repeatedly, so I bought a webcam and hid it in the room, recoding the footage wirelessly. Imagine my surprise when I discovered my illusive roommate actually picking the lock of my door and making herself at home in my room! She didn’t steal anything, just used it, treated it like it was all her property; writing with my pens and pencils, doing her work at my desk, playing music with my speaker dock, watching my DVDs. My jaw was on the floor, and from the way she managed to return everything to its usual place and lock it all up before I got home, I guess she’d done it a lot. I collected a tonne of video evidence from inside and outside of the room. When I confronted her she had the gall to be insulted that I’d called her out. She thought that because the apartment and the basic furniture belonged to the government, then it was public property and she could do whatever she wanted with it. Apparently my room has more natural light than hers. I told her that if she had to break through a lock to do something, then odds are it isn’t legal and she should never go into my room when I’m not in the apartment. She exploded, rambling about how she had every right to do what ever she wanted in “her” own home. She actually called me a capitalist pig when I told her that using my supplies could be construed as theft and then stormed out proclaiming that I was one of “those” people that brought about the credit crunch and that I would be homeless if I didn’t “grow up and learn how to live with people”. The best part? I filmed that confrontation too. I gave copies of it all to the building manager and the dean of studies she was given a lifetime ban from academic housing complexes and suspended from study pending an investigation into her behavior, two other roomates of hers had complained of back on campus, only with them she had been helping herself to their clothes, shoes and study notes. She got a flight home from her mother. I got a two bedroom apartment to myself for the rest of my course.

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