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One of my flatmates, more specifically. Let's call him X.
X lives on the other room. He is a good bloke. Honest, helpfull, erm... helpfull.
The problem with X is that he seems to lack some of the most basic rules of polite, sane co-habitation. For instance:
- Never, ever buys toilet paper. When it finishes, he steals the kitchen towel.
- He is capable of making extremely rude commentaries disguised as jokes, so that it's difficult to say if he's just a twat who can't make jokes or if he's a cunning bastard who should be slapped in the face. Like when I complained about the paper and he came with: "Oh, you brazilians have big butts, that's why you use so much toilet paper".
Another idiocy: on watching Big Brother's end, today, he asked with one of the remaining participants I'm attracted to. Not minding the childishness of the question, I said: "Kate". To which he replied shocked (having assumed I'd choose one of the men): "Kate? Are you a lesbian? Have you ever had a female partner before?"
This has happened before, over Angelina Jolie and Cameron Diaz, and he's always shocked. Today, though, he said I was being "trendy for pretending lesbianism".
I can't even begin to deconstruct this. It's so dumb. It makes me want to analyse him to death.
- He farts and burps loudly in front of other flatmates without making any effort not to. Only when I ran from the room a couple of times he incorporated a mumbled "sorry" to the awful noises.
- X makes grunting sounds for answers when we ask things, which can be maddening.
- Asks too many bloody questions. I was leaving this morning, still looking for the keys, and he went: "Where are you going?". "Work". "Where?". "Gotta clean Sue's house". "Oh, you won't be here, then?", "No, you fucking freak!!!" (the last one was just imagined). Other flatmates have complained of the same thing, but, as always, we never know wheter he's just being innocently curious.
- Is painfully noisy. Plays his jazz anytime of the day (starting sometimes at 9 am, saturday) loudly. It's all right, I mean, he's just training, and all. But doesn't mean I have to hear jazz guitar 5 hours a day, especially songs repeated over and over!!! And it doesn't mean we have to wake up to them!!
- He sometimes has "cleaner" attacks and starts tidying everything up. Whatever lost, old papers, boxes, bags, etc he finds around the house, he assumes is my boyfriend's, and trows everything into our room when we're not there.
- Won't stop looking at my breasts when we speak face to face.
It wouldn't be so bad if X didn't do those things all the time, and if he wasn't, deep inside, somewhere, a good person (otherwise I could just fight, plain and simple). And when you try to talk to him, it's always that "I didn't mean to" mixed with "But I saw you do the same thing the other day..".
So what can I do? Any similar experiences? Should I kill him or move? |
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