Hoarded/hid food and ate everyone else's, would leave dirty q-tips laying around, refused to do any dishes, and one time I caught him spitting on the floor. I backhanded him clean out of his shoes for that one.

TLDR; My Alcoholic roommate stole money I had hidden in my room and drank a bottle of expensive scotch given to me by a deceased friend and lied about it.

Best friend had his girlfriend come live with us. She was constantly coming into my room to ask me to explain some sort of emotional bit about my best friend. Id give her advise and she would never take it. Then she started started fights with him, tried to get me involved. I eventually had to start climbing out my window to go pee because she was such a nut case. Then after he dumped her she started calling my mom to try and force him to talk to her. Yeah she was awful. She apparently has cancer now. And has tried to contact me. I don't feel bad saying I've blocked her, cause I don't believe for a second she has cancer.

We had a shared kitchen, the 3 of us, we had cleaning schedules but they never followed it, they just piled it up until it was my turn. After numerous complaints that i was the only one cleaning i stopped cleaning, 3weeks later there was rotten food and fungi all over the kitchen and even a cockroach infestation. a cleaning company had to be hired, the costs of which spread over the people living there, i objected the bill on grounds of my earlier complaints, they didn’t argue and I did not have to pay, i even got compensation for eating out every night, they got kicked out a week later. Was a win for me eventually but a horrible time before that.

Called me at a friend’s house and told me that my father had died - he hadn’t and was perfectly healthy.

She would brush her long hair, and clean out the brush. Then to dispose of the hair she would stuff it in the *sink drain.* Normal people throw it in the trash. She clogged the sink constantly.

The landlord didn’t tell us there was already someone renting one of the rooms, so surprise roommate to begin with. This surprise roommate was schizophrenic and also tended to smoke inside. It was awful.

It was five of us in a house and rooms were rented out on an individual basis. One guy was pretty awful. He claimed he used to be in the national guard at some point and had this weird sense of entitlement about it. Like, he genuinely believed he shouldn't have to do any communal chores or clean up his own messes because of that. He was also the biggest victim I've ever met. Nothing could ever be his fault and he'd deny any wrongdoing, even with the evidence literally in front of his face. The entire time he lived in the house, he was supposed to be looking for a job but all he did was smoke weed, cook instant ramen (which again, he never cleaned up) and watch Netflix on his phone. We'd hear him getting in loud arguments with his parents about why he was still unemployed and it was always some new excuse that they clearly weren't buying. He eventually left because his parents stopped paying his rent. The worst part of it all is that this dude was 41 at the time but had all the maturity of a spoiled rotten 10 year old.

Found out the dude was keeping his webcam running when he was out. Being secretly filmed was kinda f’d up.

In the middle of a 100F heatwave in August, not only turned off the AC, but turned the heat on To **90F** Even at the coldest days of winter, has no one turned the heat to freaking 90 Came home to a sauna, and she didn't even stay after she did that

My favorite: She would come in drunk at 2am, turn on all the lights, leaving either her keys in the front door lock, or just leave the door wide open and then pass out in the living room. Good times!

They left beans in the fridge so long it became a sentient life form. Then got mad that I threw it out because "they were going to still eat that".

She would invite people over with no notice even during covid shutdown or when we were sick (I didn’t have an issue with people coming over I just didn’t want to be surprised by it)

She made us Patient Zero in a campus wide bedbug infestation.

She let her bunny s**t all over her room including her bed and then wondered why she got a rash

Made his own low-grade wine in the bathroom (which created a stench) and had bi-weekly mental breakdowns in the living room because he was convinced he had contracted AIDS.

He was so drunk one morning, making a gigantic mess in the kitchen in his underwear rambling to me while grabbed a cup of coffee on my way out the door. He then p****d himself and didn't notice until he slipped on it... Fast forward a couple months and he bailed out with two months left on the lease and never paid anything for those months and changed his number. Fortunately the landlord worked with myself and my other roommate. I never had a roommate after that.

I once scrubbed down the whole apartment because the landlady came by. It took literally all night long. He didn't help in any way. I scrubbed pots that had more culture than a classical concert. 5 minutes after the landlady left he went into the kitchen, created lots of noise, and when I awoke from my coma and went in there it looked exactly the same minus the mold.

Disrespect for standards of living. I kept a clean house, and before I agreed to let them live with me we talked about it. While I held my tongue about their room and bathroom, the constant mess in the kitchen and other common spaces was too much.

I had a roommate in college in an apartment setting who worked as a fry cook or something similar at a chain restaurant (can't remember which one, maybe Applebees or Chilis). He fancied himself a real chef but apparently didn't understand the whole cleaning up after himself thing. Anytime he would make eggs or cook something where you trim off pieces or whatever, he would throw the refuse in a grocery bag he hung from the handle of the oven. That wouldn't have been a big deal had he ever actually thrown that bag away. Multiple, multiple times we had fruit fly infestations because he would leave that bag sitting there with rotting food scraps for days. I've dealt with fruit fly-causing roommates a couple of times in my life and thinking about it just makes my skin crawl.

One day I get a text from her that there were ants on the floor due to some Doritos or something she ate. I text back okay and move on and think that's the end of that. Welp. Low and behold it's time to move our a couple months later from our dorm room and she had left so I was stuck cleaning things to not get charged. I find a wet sock covering the crushed Doritos and a whole colony of ants... Clearly it was too much to assume she picked up her Doritos and her way of dealing with it was to cover them with a stocking wet sock.

He was filthy. He would make spaghetti, eat it, and then put his dirty dishes in the dishwasher. He wouldn't scrape anything off. But he would never run the dishwasher unless it was *completely* full, so I would open it for once after three days and see mouldy spaghetti on hos dishes. It smelled awful. When I would point it out, he would be like "Huh? What happened? I don't understand what is wrong ". Bruh Bonus, he would play the same level of the same PS2 game in the living room every single day and laugh very loudly at the same lines.

I wasn’t allowed out of my bedroom when she was with married men :/ still mad I allowed it to happen.

Whenever he ironed his clothes, he would leave the iron on the table. Without turning it off. Next to hanging towels. 4 times in a 2 week span.

His girlfriend basically moved in immediately after he did. She was nice enough but adding another person to a tiny 2 bed apartment sucks.

Not only did he use my butter, but he scraped it lengthwise so he marred the whole stick AND left crumbs all over whole thing. Pretty good roommate butter aside.

He had severe undiagnosed OCD. He had a laundry list of rituals that would consume his entire day and p**s me off. One of his rituals was to play a movie and music at the same time on his laptop and then go take a 2 hour shower. We shared a room so I would close his laptop when he left the room and after his shower he’d come out and ask me, “Why did you touch my laptop?” I would tell him because the noise was really distracting and he would tell me to just use headphones. This happened every Tuesday and Thursday night.

As a child I had to share a room with my brother. If I was snoring, he'd hit me in the face with a pillow from the top bunk.