A true roommate story-psyco surfer

Written by dan the roommate man

My worst roommate (and I've had some bad ones) was on my semester at Tel-Aviv University. It started onrepparttar group flight there, with this obnoxious surfer looking guy who was seated next to me (I was on an aisle, he was inrepparttar 118094 middle). Onrepparttar 118095 ten hour flight, he had me put something in or take something out ofrepparttar 118096 overhead for him at least fifteen or twenty times. He just wouldn't leave me alone, and was constantly begging me to change seats with him, and grab a pen, and put this card in his bag... When we got torepparttar 118097 dorms and had our orientation meeting, it turned out that I was inrepparttar 118098 same apartment as him, though thank god notrepparttar 118099 same room (each apt was 2 double rooms with a common kitchen and bath).

This guy was unreal. He was a bleach-blond surfer, rowed crew, was well over 6' and very muscular (I'm 5'7" and thin), and just a total jerk. He constantly aterepparttar 118100 food belonging torepparttar 118101 rest of us, claiming that he had no money, nevermindrepparttar 118102 $100 packages full of crap he'd send back to his girlfriend in CA. After two weeks or so of his constantly disrespectingrepparttar 118103 other three of us, things got a bit tense. The first turning point was when he used an entire pack of my roommate's razors to shave part of his head, and from then on he seemed to be in ever-lessening contact with reality.

About a month into his stay, he decided to adopt a stray dog that he found nearrepparttar 118104 beach while surfing. This, of course, couldn't happen, because you can't have dogs inrepparttar 118105 dorms, andrepparttar 118106 rest of us weren't too keen on having a stray dog around. Jason,repparttar 118107 psycho, completely lost it when he was told he couldn't keeprepparttar 118108 dog ("if he goes, I go, because he'srepparttar 118109 only one who understands me"). He got right in my face and threatened to kill me if I turned him in (remember our size and strength disparities...), since I wasrepparttar 118110 only one who was home when he came charging in with this poor mutt. Later that day, afterrepparttar 118111 security guards andrepparttar 118112 program people told himrepparttar 118113 dog had to go, he took off, and wasn't heard from for a couple of days.

A roommate story too strange to make up

Written by dan the roommate man

So it's my fifth (and final) year of undrgrad and I am planning on getting my own place; but right before that happens I get an opportunity to rent a house for a total of $750 month, and this includes utilities. Well, no shit, I'm going to go for it. All I have to do is find two roommates. Well I met some dude (we will refer to him as CrazyBones) in a classrepparttar semester before. He seemed a little off, but overall we got along and we had been in touch that summer and coincidently he needed a place to stay and he had met someone (we will call him DnD for Drunk and Desperate) who needed a place to stay and this set up worked well atrepparttar 118093 time.

Less than a week intorepparttar 118094 semester, CrazyBones decides that he doesn't need to go to class anymore. So this, along withrepparttar 118095 fact he doesn't have a job, provided ample free time for him to sit around in sweat pants and be an all around scrub. As a few weeks went by I could just tell by some small actions and a glint he had in his eye something was definitely not right in this guy's brain. But I'll sparerepparttar 118096 small details and go straight torepparttar 118097 shit.

So it all starts one night when we threw a party. Everything is going fine until about 11pm when one of my buddies says that CrazyBones just ran halfrepparttar 118098 party out because he yelled at whoever was in earshot that they were all essentially worthless because they weren't paying attention to his crappy attempt a freestyle rapping (mind you he is 6,4 250 or so lbs and a goony looking white guy). I took this with a grain of salt and continued having a good time until about 4am when some dude comes intorepparttar 118099 basement all bloody and says I need to take CrazyBones torepparttar 118100 hospital. oh, shit.....Well apparentlyrepparttar 118101 two had gotten in a massive fight in CrazyBones' room and there was blood everywhere and a window was broken and his hand was sliced up pretty bad. So I drive him torepparttar 118102 hospital and I wait inrepparttar 118103 lobby as he is being attended to. And after about an hour he comes out having stole a bunch ofrepparttar 118104 hospitals crap saying they were taking too long and he was going to deal with it himself. He disappearedrepparttar 118105 next morning and eventually subsided a few days later fixed up. I don't know and don't want to.

Maybe a week or so after that I come downstairs to find allrepparttar 118106 furniture we had had (which was mostly his) he moved torepparttar 118107 basement, where he set up shop and reversedrepparttar 118108 lock so only he could get in. At this time he is hanging around some pretty shady people (he always did, but these were even worse) going in and out ofrepparttar 118109 house. All he is doing is hanging out inrepparttar 118110 basement and maybe he would run an errand or two duringrepparttar 118111 week. Mind you he isn't going to class and has no job. And there are empty bottles of prescription pills everywhere.

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