Last straw
I came home today after classes and found my suite mate in the bathroom trying to fix our clogged toilet. This is the forth time our toilet has been clogged and all signs point to her being the culprit each time. However, this time was different. As I walked in I noticed she was sticking something into the toilet. It was a wooden spoon. MY wooden spoon. THAT I COOK WITH. [WARNING: this is going to be gross] I didn’t exactly know how to react. I was confused mostly. I asked her what she was doing. She said “trying to get my tampon out of the toilet because it clogged it.” Then she laughed. SHE LAUGHED. Then I said “that is my spoon.” She said, get this, “O, no, don’t worry, I’ve done this before.” WHAT?! WTF!?!?! At this point my head is exploding and I don’t even know where to begin. I am not exactly good at confrontation. All I could think was that I have two wooden spoons so I asked her which one she has used before. She said I dunno. FUCK. Great. Now I am out two nice wooden cooking spoons because she stuck them in a toilet. Then I go into the kitchen and see the sink is still full from her nasty mess. She uses all of my silverware and plates so it is all my shit that is dirty. I have left it there for two weeks because I really don’t think I should have to clean up her mess, but I couldn’t take it any more. So I cleaned all of my stuff in there and took it into my room. I was trying to be nice by letting my roommates use my silverware and cooking stuff. While cleaning I found that three of my plates had burn marks on them from being left on the stove, my silverware is rusting, and one of my cups was chipped. There is also something brown on my pot that wont come off. I am really really really really really angry about this. I don’t know how to deal with her any more. While not trying to sound too conceited, I gotta say that I think I am pretty easy to live with. I am quiet, pretty clean, and most of all I don’t stick my roommates’ stuff in the toilet. This has not been a *great* day. Nothing like two doctor appointments tomorrow to make me feel better. At least I am going home tonight where things are clean and I can trust that my silverware has been no where near a dirty tampon.Julia. Somehow get this bitch out of your life.
Jesus… some people are crazy! Follow Cait’s advice asap…
