I never thought much about the secret chest until one afternoon I came back from class and interrupted her rummaging through it. Blue with brass finishings and a big ass combination lock on the front, keeping curious roommates, such as myself, out. Whatever comes to mind when you picture “treasure chest,” I guarantee, that is what it looked like. My roommate had a secret treasure chest, I kid you not.
I made the executive decision to throw the entire bin away and slap myself in the face so that I could forget the image.Ĥ. You guessed it, her man’s clearly used (read: I am gagging through my typing of this story) condom had hardened to the side of my waste bin with a death grip much like Leo refusing to let go of Kate. One particular Monday, after I knew it was safe to re-enter my room, I was cleaning up a bit when, to my utter disgust, I found something hanging off my personal wire waste bin, refusing to plunder into the large outside trash can. Every weekend he would come visit her and I usually made a fast dash for my friend’s room once Friday hit to avoid the horrible uncomfortableness that was the three of us together. My freshman year roommate had a boyfriend that went to a different university about an hour and a half away. Weirdly enough, I caught on to that trend during especially broke weeks.ģ. One of my roommate’s favorite snacks were cold tortillas. It was deeply intricate and interesting, but the mattress placement made the room unbelievably tiny.Ģ. made of wood, clay, and actual nature stuff. They used the bed frame/mattress support instead as a place to display an odd but creative and homemade forest scene, complete with millions of tiny mushrooms, trees, shrubs, flowers, etc. One person I knew removed their twin XL mattress from the bed frame and placed it perpendicularly on the floor.
This week’s Twenty-Something Tuesday makes fun of celebrates the uniqueness of our past and current roommates.ġ. Everyone has their odd behaviors, ranging from a little off to just plain weird as fuck. Whether you choose to live with a spouse, a loved one, a pet or are forced to go out and find a stranger for a roommate, sharing your space with other living creatures is really awkward. College time is near again! With new places come, you guessed it, new roommates.