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I am renting a room at the moment with a Nigerian couple in a 2 bedroom flat. What started out innocently enough has become a right nightmare!! For one, they are the loudest people I've met and even when they are casually conversing, it sounds like they're arguing. They are dirty (OH so dirrty), they are tight SOBs and expect me to fork out to buy house supplies when they just steal everything from their jobs (they are cleaners)and bring it home. When I moved in, they told me they wanted to live as a family. I didn't know it meant them using all my stuff (so as not to buy anything) and not bothering to return it/clean it/leave it where they found it. Once I caught the woman cutting her toe-nails with my kitchen knife, you know the one I use to cut FOOD!! I can't decide who is most EVIL, the husband or the wife (fat cow!) The man even had the audacity to tell me to clean the house when they are out at the weekend when he is the one messing up the place and never cleaning!! Apparently it's to do with the fact that in Africa, men don't do chores or any other domestic stuff, it's left to the women (well fuck off to Africa then)(just to be clear, I am from Africa myself). Needless to say, he had a good telling off from me. They are bullies, try to intimidate me at every opportunity, did I say DIRTY? the pig and his fat cow (seriously she's fat!! with the biggest belly I've ever seen). The funniest thing is when they are at it at night. They generally do it around 1am (in the fucking morning)and then make sure I hear all that goes on, with the fat cow making noises similar to those of a tropical forest baboon (any animal would do really). It would be too long to enumerate what they've put me through but all people wanting to rent with a couple, beware!! you might not have the experience I had but couples tend to live as if they're alone in the house and not consider other people (i.e. the need for quiet after long hours at work, the sense of personal space AND personal property)
My flatmates are soooo dirty it's unbelievable. They are a couple and between them can't be bothered to clean anything. I have been away a week and came back to a house covered in dirt from floor to ceiling. They've left pubic hair all over the bathroom and the bucket we use to shower (because they can't be bothered to repair the bloody shower! they are the ones renting to me) has turned black with dirt and grime! The wife has gone without showering for at least 2 weeks in one instance and her smell made me sick whenever she entered the room. Thank God I'm leaving next week. Oh Joy! Oh Happiness!
Moved in to nice flat in July. She said she was 35 - once Id moved in she said she was really 42! She is a bitter and twisted, domineering cow. She tells me the most BORING s**t over and over again. She has a disfunctional relationship with her family - slags her sisters off. Hates this country cos its so crap (Shes a psycho from Oz) hates men cos apparently they are all gay in this country and I just have to bite my tongue cos she's not worth the energy. she's always watching what I eat and do in the kitchen like shes some sort of domestic goddess and Im a pleb. She thinks shes clean and tidy but she's a dirty cow. she picks the skin of her feet off while sitting watching tv and leaves it in a pile on the armrest. She goes to work comes back and sits infront of the tv till 2pm I kid you not. And its on ALL weekend if she doesnt go out. So I NEVER get to watch anything I want to watch cos she treats the place like she owns it (shes a tenant like me) and thinks she has some special say over what happens etc etc. The room is always dark cos she's always watching tv. She goes on about not putting the heating on yet she'll use the dryer ALL the time...She has mini rants about everything whic inevitably turns into something rotten about this country (Im sick of her slagging off the UK and our men) She's only here for the money - wish she'd f**k off home.
She thinks shes a Salsa queen blah blah blah.. her friends are boring and dull and I dont want to socialise with them. I work hard and long hours and when I get in I want to chill, go on the internet and talk to my mates or go and socialise with them - she moans about how unsociable I am and how Im never around - she'll text me if I dont say that Im staying elsewhere to find out where I am, she speaks to me like some mother would to a 10 year old. She thinks shes the best thing since sliced bread.
The icing and cherry came when, after weeks of illness, I stayed at my bf's and she invited me to breakfast with a friend of hers in OUR flat (so kind of her!) at 10.30. So I said ok.... I overslept till 1pm because I was ILL. When she got home in the evening I had 5 bunches of flowers, sweets, a card and stuff to say sorry and I went downstairs immediately to say sorry and she laid into me. BIG TIME. So now its absolute sh*t living here.... I say hi when I come in and am trying to be civil. she cant even be bothered to do that... And apparently she's likely to ask me to 'go' because she's the leasehold - fu*king twisted bitter psycho bi&ch! lucky me!
My flat mate is from hell I thought he was my friend, but he bullies me all the time about the way I dress and is really rude about my family. He freaks out if there is one tiny crumb on the washing up but leaves the rubbish out in the hallway and the christmas tree's there as well. I can't wait to move out.
I've just moved out of a house in north west london. i lived with 5 art and fashion students. they were all ok i guess others i gone on better with than some. however they were dirty, hypocritical in every variation and context possible and they were all at least 3 years older than me. and for an 18 year old, at the time, is a lot. basically, they weren't happy with the choice in person i was dating as they knew him. and they were so careless that when things of their's went missing the pointed the finger at anyone but themselves. and as the usual trend was to pick on me, i was the one accused of stealing. blatantly didn't want to be around these people, so i took every opportunity i could to see my family and real friends. moved my stuff out, tried to go back one morning to get the last of my belongings where i was threatened by one of them with a call to the police, and to never come near them again??!! also, as i was being taken off the contract needed the new tenant's details to get my share of the deposit back. was told by housemates that i and my mum (who was waiting in the carat the time, could "fuck off!") burn burn burn.