This is a serious post. I am at my wit’s end.
My roommate is a nightmare. Little did I know how utterly childish and irrationally vengeful she can be. I don’t even know how to retaliate, because I’m just not as innately evil as she is.
She spends the first month or two living with me nitpicking about each and every penny. Unbelievable. I am driving her to the grocery store. Which is purely a kind gesture on my part. I am driving her to social gatherings. I am flexible about everything in the apartment. Ok, you want to do that? Fine. Whatever works for you. But each time the electric bill comes, she wants each and every penny divided squarely, will go through massive calculations, and once even asked if she can pay less rent because a bunch of my stuff was in the living room?!?
Meanwhile, I’ve given her the master bedroom without taking a rent cut.
Whatever, this girl is insane. Anyway, so eventually, I’ve had it up to here with her nitpicking, and so I tell her - look, I don’t know why you get such a nasty tone with me when we are dealing with the bills. You pay half, I pay half. Why is that so hard?
Anyway, it was when she brought her bf to live with us for a full week without warning me or asking if it would be alright, that I went off on her. Not only is she nitpicky about every penny of hers but she wants her bf to come and go whenever he pleases. Well, I’m nitpicky about my privacy and my space, and he was in my apartment for way too long. Not only that, but he’s one of those stupid retarded doofus’s that if you try to have a conversation with him, you just want to throw a shoe at him and tell him to go back to whereever it is he came from. She had agreed that there would be no boys overnight when we were drawing up our living conditions.
So, bottom line, we don’t talk anymore. My choice. I told her, look, you keep going back on agreements we made prior to your moving in, so from now on, no more verbal agreements. All our conversation goes in writing - all of it. Because, clearly, you cannot be trusted. And as I don’t feel like dealing with your nitpicking with the bills, you just keep all that BS in your head, and I expect a check for half the electric bill each month, period.
So, here is where I need your advice. To get back at me, she does conniving little things, most of which I think comedic and just ignore. However, she has been keeping the a/c at 50 degrees (and she knows I’m used to the heat).
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This runs up our electric bill. This month, we got charged 30 dollars more.
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When we initially were starting to live together, 70 degrees was too cold for her and she asked how to turn it the temperature up. She did not know how to use a thermostat when she started living with me (yep, I am living with a friggin 8 year old). But now she says, that she needs it really cold because of a “medical condition”? WTF?
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I am DYING of cold at night. I sleep now with 2 blankets and a comforter and its still not enough. I am chilled to the bone, and I wake up multiple times at night, because I just can’t sleep - really affecting my performance at work. It is clear as day that I’m walking into work looking beat up.
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I don’t have the money to pay 75 dollars a month. I’ve been paying 50 up until now, and this khambakhat wants to run up the bill? For vengeance? How stupid.
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So, I get up in the night to turn up the temperature - I’ll turn it up to 70 or 80, and sometimes, straight up to 90, just to have the a/c not turn on for some time. But what she does is, she gets up within 15 min of me turning it up (wth??? is she not sleeping???), and turns it back to 50 degrees. Which leads me to get up a little after she’s gone back to bed, hoping she’s fast asleep to turn it back up. Some nights, she is the last one to turn it to her choice, and I think I won out once. I wake up in the morning, and it is cold as heck, because after I fell asleep, she snuck out and turned it back down again. So we play these ridiculous cat-mouse games. And because of these games, I’m not getting my sleep. I’ll get up in the middle of the night because of the cold, and turn it back up, and she’ll have gotten up again to turn it back down again, so that when my alarm goes off, I am aching with the cold and can’t get out of bed.
90% of her nonsense, I can put up with or ignore. I do have quite a bit of resilience in me. But I can’t sleep in 50 degrees. Maybe some of you folks who live in Siberia-type weather find 50 degrees fine. But she’s also from Florida, and not used to that much cold anyway. She is definitely doing this for spite, and this sudden “medical condition” is such BS because she thought 70 was too cold back in July.
Not only that, but I come home now, and she is in the living room (previously she only stayed in her room), and she is blasting her computer’s volume in the living room. Thankfully, I don’t have much to study or read at nights, so I just hang out on GS or watch hulu tv or something, but I think its rude to do that, and she is doing it on purpose. I feel sometimes like playing my TV out loud while she’s listening to work-related lectures, but I feel bad doing that.
I feel bad getting even with her, because it’s not in my nature to go out of my way to hurt people or get revenge.
But honestly, what do I do to retaliate at this point? Because my blood is boiling like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve already spoken to her, it doesn’t bloody work.
A marriage that lacks love, respect, and absolutely no “make-up” once the day is over! Gosh you guys don’t even sleep - but can’t even make-up!