Most of us can tell some hairy roommate stories. There are the classics: all of your carefully stowed and labeled groceries mysteriously vanish from the cupboards and fridge, the roommate throws wild parties just as soon as you leave to visit friends/family and you return to find FEMA trailers in what used to be your living room (okay… I’m being dramatic here), and any items not tied down or welded to the floor are either broken beyond recognition or beamed to some far away galaxy. Oh, and the filth! The stalactites of cheese growing in the microwave, piles of moldy clothing and dirty dishes, and the plethora of unidentifiable stains which would stump even the finest CSI team.
The chicks are too big to stay in our outdoor chick-tractor but too small to join the rest of the flock on pasture. We temporarily moved them to the guinea pen with the rabbit. Winchester, our rex rabbit, appears to be taking it all in stride. She’s a diplomatic creature who observes her new roommates with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
So, as I watched the roommies interact through the lens of my camera and remembered past roommates (some good and some bad), I thought it would be fun to ask my internet friends to share their stories.
I want all the details!
Bring on the roommate horror stories!