Horrible roommates

I guess it's a part of life having a horrible roommate every so often, and now seems to be my turn to experience it with my current roommate, so my question is this: how do you deal with terrible roommates, and if you have any interesting stories, share them.

get another roomate

Never had a horrible roommate.

Have had a few horrible room mates before... Wasn't fun. Dealt with them till a certain series of events led them or I to move away

I never had experience with horrible roommates.

Set up boundaries and learn to ignore them...

-Having to put up with wild, distorted, laughing boarding on yelling every night when I try to fall asleep.
-Listening to him gloat and insult in his games or with his friends at the volume of a full blasting T.V. for hours.
-Him having his own food but eating up everything shared...
-Leaving messes that for some reason, just doesn't seem to register as "existing" to him...
~shutter~ Pissing on the floor or toilet seat...

Can't force others to change, can only establish whats yours and his, and if that doesn't work, find someone else.

Well, to preface, I had to find someone willing to pay $300 (USD) to live in the living room, but, to be fair, with me it's more of a studio apartment alone since I hardly ever leave my room. The guy brings in a bed from the garbage to sleep in (great way to get bugs), constantly has his girlfriend over (and her son, which isn't even his kid), drinks half a bottle of vodka nightly, incessantly bothers me to listen to his innane stories (which are always dotted with plenty "bro, you don't even know me"s), and constantly has the radio and television on. Oh, yes, and he breaks my things, I lost 2 chairs, 3 pots, a pan, a shower curtain and a shower rod to him already. If I didn't desperately need the money, he would be long gone. Oh, and I just found out that his girlfriend is pregnant, good thing he works at Wendy's, because that will clearly be enough for him to provide for a child with.

Way I see it, lots of those people like to be miserable and make others miserable. Don't fall for it.

I wouldn't say that they like to be miserable, but that they only know how to be miserable and don't expect any more out of life. Content with their self destructive habits they choose not to care, which makes it easier to be oblivious to their mistakes, that way they don't have to try and improve themselves so that they don't repeat (the now aware of) mistakes. Unloading personal "crap" on others also makes it less burdensome (like with psychiatrist). They simply live by the moment.

I'm not sympathizing with him just an attempt to analyze and describe from what I heard and have personally experienced.

OT: You really can't force that kind of guy to do better, they have to want to do better, and it doesn't seem like your in a strong position to arouse such a desire to do that.

Talk it out with them. No compromise = new roommates.

YOOOO DAWG, THAT WAS SO SICK, YO. YEAH BITCH, LIKE TOTES JOKES, DAWG. HE DIDN'T EVEN- HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW, DAWG. YO. THAT'S SICK. THAT'S SICK Y'ALL. SO CRAY, DAWG.


I don't own the place. I can't evict them.

I have two roommates, in a very big apartment, and really, they're sweet. Like, they TRY SO HARD. But they fail, and I'm the kind of person who can't live well with people, so as soon as they do one thing wrong, even the way they breathe pisses me off.

I'm guessing, if I had had your roommate, OP, I would've committed murder. So, kudos to you on your patience, because really, even for the money, I wouldn't be able to do it.

Tfw moving in with partner meaning no more flat mates. Its been almost a year and I still think about how much I don't miss flat mates.

Now room mates, that would drive me absolutely insane, I truly feel sorry for you guys.

Does my brother count? He went away for a few months and, even though he was making tons of money, he apparently hated being there (I think he just hated working) and came back. So now, he's home all day, he eats everything, he always has the TV on and he forced me to share my room again just when I was loving having a room to myself. To a person who enjoys his privacy, having an all around the clock bum hanging around is hell.

Oh, and I even forgot the most important: the financial issues. Money is tight, I am always very careful when I spend mine, I'm in college and now there's this parasite around.

Well, good news for me, I'm moving out, bad news for him. I'm quitting my jobs and becoming a full time student because fuck this. I'm through with this guy, through with my shitty 2 jobs and through with all of this bullshit. Amazing what blind rage and general frustration can bring out. I need to be successful because fuck that guy.

Good news then, as long as you make yourself better.

It's amazing how problems can resolve themselves ain't it?

Ive had horrible roommates too, It got to the point where I had a loaded handgun near me when I slept because her and her husband were crazy, he had to get electro shock therapy and she was unpredictable and threatening eviction for the stupidest things (pots and pans being in the sink) I moved out and the last I heard things have gotten worse there, but I needed out and if it puts me in the air for a while so be it.

I still have a pic of a note she left

In this case you have to know who you are in able to know who you will share your room with and how long will you endure it. it must start in your self

Resolution? No, not yet, it isn't that easy, I'm just trading problems. I'd rather deal with the necessary bullshit to get myself to where I want to be rather than tolerate mediocrity. I have a solid plan though, and I even took variables and deviations from the plan into account. Hopefully by the time I have my degree I'll own a small business worth just enough to sell to a competitor to clear the way for the second, and more important round of education, a second degree and graduate level classes ending either in a successful small operation I would personally own, or successful integration into a larger company with room for advancement. I want a 20th+floor apartment artfully decorated and a job that I actually want to do instead of selling shoes, thanks to listening to enough drunken shouted, pointless, rambling stories to last a lifetime I'm going to try to be powerful enough to have people like him slaving away under me building the houses I design. I want to watch from above as him and those like him perpetually squirm their way through life, he's that irritating.