People are the worst.
A woman in the US could be facing up to 20 years in jail after being caught on a hidden camera contaminating her roommates food.
The footage, captured by her suspicious roommates after a significant falling out, shows the woman spitting into their containers of food and spraying it with a blue liquid.
Turns out that blue liquid was Windex. Which can be deadly when ingested.
So this bat-shit crazy story got our whole office talking about their worst roommate horror stories.
And while ours are decidedly less murder-y, some of us have had some pretty scary/disgusting/hilarious experiences with house mates. All anonymous of course…
“I lived with someone in my uni days who continually did very strange things. For instance, I came home one day to find her attempting to cook an entire duck in my toaster oven. Those things are not very big.”
“I had a roomie who used to send us photos of dirty knives left in the kitchen.”
“My room-mate (a temporary one) once asked for his friend to stay “over Christmas for a few days”. This loser lived in my lounge room for a month. House smelt like boy. They were rude. And gross. And never cleaned. Oh – and NEVER FLUSHED.”
“My friend’s roommate came home drunk one night and ate the other roommate’s lasagne. In his drunken state he thought he should go into her room at 3am and apologise for doing so. She lost her sh*t and stabbed him in the stomach with a fork.”
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Housemate in her 50's. Sometimes at night she opens her door to let her dog out and it trots down the hallway and does a crap there, then trots back to the door to be let back in. This has happened more than once. She also has used my containers and noodle bowls to feed/water her dogs, and left them outside to get completely ruined. She also leaves bags of dog poo just lying around the backyard and driveway, because opening the gate to put them in the bin is too hard. At least she's picked that up, she would go days and days just letting them crap in the yard without cleaning up after them, they never got walked, and then she had a nervous breakdown when I asked her to clean up after them. She told me she couldn't understand why I'd have an issue with my 2yo playing in a backyard covered in poo as there is dog poo at the park when you go there (never encountered any but that's by the by). Oh, and she insists on using air-conditioning when it's 25 degrees outside and complains about electricity and always turns my printer off at the wall to save power (wtf). I hate her.
One of my house mates tried to kill me twice on the one night