You blog about it and share screen grabs with everyone so they can all see how insane he is.
Okies, so as the title of this post says, my roommate done gone and lost his damn mind.
So just a little background about what happened. On Tuesday, I was going to a dentist appointment after work and I wanted to go to the dollar store before to grab a few things. So I get home from work, change, eat, and get ready to leave for my appointment. As I was walking out of my bedroom, I hear that my roommate is coming in the door that leads to outside, I get to the bottom of our stairs (which is narrow and small and not enough space for us both) and I ask him to hold the door, or don’t close the door, or SOMETHING like that. And then I step back and wait for him to come. Like I just wanted him to not close and lock if it I was going out. So he steps behind the door and off to the side and I decided to pop out since he did that.
I get to the end of our street (a minute walk) and am bombarded with the following (I’m the green, which I’m sure you could figure out because I’m not the crazy one)
So yes, we live in the same space but we are “just neighbours” and I need to take care of MY OWN door.
He is making it really hard to live with him. Like I’ve only been there for two months and I hate it! And him. I can’t go to the bathroom at night without him being all “you’re waking me up” and literally everything has to be his way. And I’m trying my darnedest to not stoop to his level but the ginger in me just wants to be petty and vindictive. Like last night I was cooking and turned on the oven and he had moved the rack to the VERY TOP and I didn’t know until after it was heated up and he was washing dishes so I didn’t even have the room to move it when I was cooking. I could have sent a stupid text like that too but I didn’t. And I’m promising you all that I won’t. That’s like 1300 broken promises if I do and I can’t live with that on my shoulders.
I did have a dream the next night that he was being evicted but the notice was written in purple crayon so I’m guessing it was really a dream and not reality.
Anyway, pray for me because I’m sure he’s going to end up killing me in the middle of the night or like snapping or something.