Former Students Share Their Horrible Freshman Roommate Stories - Part 3

You don't always get to choose your roommates, so when a stranger ends up shacking up with you, you've entered the lottery on how they're gonna be personality wise. This can lead to some people getting roommates that are bizarre or downright destructive.

Below, people share stories of the horrible roommates they had during freshman year, as told on AskReddit. Check them out!

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The Mystery Of Noodle Alan

Campus security opened his door, and Alan was nowhere to be found. No belongings, laptop or anything. However, the room was a tip. There were boxes and boxes of takeaway stacked up in the room. That explains the smell. There was also a load of women’s tights stuffed with noodles on the floor, rotting away with flies all over them.

So, where did Alan go? The university searched for him on their student database but they couldn’t find him. They then searched for him by his flat room number and it transpired that room should not have been occupied at all. Apparently, some student was meant to come but turned down their offer last minute. So in the end, we had no idea who Alan was. After this complete mess, the university moved all of my flats out to a hotel for a week whilst they got some people in to cleanse the whole place.”

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Double Trouble

“I was fortunate to have lived with TWO awful roommates during my freshman year.

The first roommate was Eddie. After the typical freshman e-mail exchanges, we had the opportunity to meet on move-in day. At first, Eddie was a great roommate; fun to hang out with, good to grab a bite with, all that good stuff. But then Eddie found out how hard engineering is. You see, he was a mechanical engineering major and found that it was just too difficult.

Instead of switching majors, he decided to just give up. He stopped going to class, didn’t go out on the weekend. He just stayed there. All the time. I kid you not, he only left to eat at the cafe on the first floor. Lucky for me, Eddie failed all of his classes and didn’t come back, leaving me with a room all to myself!

I started my second semester with my own room/bachelor pad. I moved the beds together to set up a nice queen bed. The room was huge without a second person!

Cue the second roommate. His name was John. John and his roommate had a ‘disagreement,’ so they moved him to my room. John was weird. I have a really high tolerance for weird, and John exceeded them all.

He loved Hillary Duff so much that he watched her movies on repeat. All the time. Whenever he was home. Which was all the time, because he didn’t have many friends.

He used my toothbrush! I had no idea at the time, until I walked out one day, to see him with my toothbrush dangling out of his mouth like it’s totally normal.

He showered every two to three days. Not horrible, but definitely not often enough.

He would stand over my shoulder and watch what I was doing on my computer. As in, he would read every word. When I would confront him about it, he acted like it was totally normal.

He wasn’t unsafe or unstable, he was just odd. Thankfully I only had to deal with him for like seven weeks or so, before the year came to a close.”

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Deception Everywhere In This House

“I had two roommates: one was new, named Jane, and one I had been rooming with for a while, named Brittany.

One night, I went to a party with my boyfriend, I spent the night at his place, and came back the next day. Brittany asked me if I’d seen her gold necklace. I had not.

Later that night, Brittany slams her closet closed, uses the lock, and walks outside the room to make a call. I can hear her saying, ‘We’re not friends, I wouldn’t let her borrow anything.’

When she comes back in, I confront her. She says she ‘found’ the necklace in her drawer but she knows she didn’t put it there and she knows I’m lying about ‘borrowing’ it. I’m flabbergasted. She expounds upon this further by stating she has a ‘witness’ who saw me wearing her necklace at the party last night.

I go to my closet, pull out my own gold necklace, show it to her. No way is she believing me though. Her belief is that I’m a thief, or at the very least a liar, and although what she’s saying makes no sense in light of the new evidence, she’s gonna stick to it.

So she requests to move out. I’m sure she spread bad rumors about me with the housing people in the process, and among our mutual acquaintances since she couldn’t keep her big mouth shut.

However, before she moved out, she and I had to go on a school-sponsored, overnight trip with a few dozen other people. About a week after we got back, we were at the same party and I hear her tell this story:

‘When we got back from the trip my socks were missing! I asked Jane about them but she said she hadn’t seen them. I turn around and there they are, in the bottom of her closet!’

Brittany never apologized to me – even though she knew who took her stuff – and moved out shortly thereafter. I have no idea why she assumed I, the roommate she’d had since day one with no problems, had taken her stuff when Jane was the new person, except that she truly was a jerk.”

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