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July 08, 2006

A word from an Expert

Are you an expert at sharing a house with others? Magnus certainly thinks so and I reckon we can look forward to more than one tale from him on the subject of weird flatmates. Here's the first one....
"Hello world! I am a roommate veteran. Currently I am into my sixth account of sharing a flat, and today I'm going to tell you about no. 2. The entire situation was rather bizarre now that I look back on it, because I met the guy who actually rented out the place almost half a year after I left. That's when he took down the place because it went to the dogs because of a roommate specimen that I will tell you about. He lived in the smallest room, supposedly because he'd pay the smallest amount of rent. He was 27 and in his third semester of studying law. And he was high a lot. I put up a computer for everyone in the flat (4 people on paper, usually around 6 people there) so I wouldn't get home and find other people's email accounts still logged in on my computer. Never ever do anything even close to like this with a weirdo.
I actually intensified the situation with this, because now he had set up a "computer corner" right in front of my door and was permanently sitting there watching videos. Preferrably during late hours and having turned up the sound. Let alone having his nextdoor mattress of a girlfriend over a lot. At some point I realized he was downloading pornography. How could I tell? Maybe it was because of the suggestive downloads in queue in the file sharing program. Which is an entire new world of a story, as you all know how much fun an overloaded Internet connection is. So I deleted his porn and cancelled those downloads naturally. The next morning he came home and started an aggravated discussion about our collectively bought food. He told me that I was using only the shared food and that this way it would be too expensive for him. Too bad that I had spent more than ten times as much as he had on food and he said that he'd "go and buy more food now" instead of reimbursing me. At some point when I said I'd bought extra food just for myself, which I had not put in the kitchen with the rest, he said that I was trying to get him down by doing all the "things I do". His words still ring in my ears: "I came home and all my porn is deleted!" I fled the place eventually." If you're an expert, why not share your experiences with the rest of us?

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Flatmate double life

Do you often wonder what your flatmate is getting up to when you aren't around, or even when you are? Do you look at them and want to know just what game they are playing? This story from Will exposes the double life of flatmates....
"I was working for an airline, and living by myself in a 2 bedroom unit overlooking the ocean - the rent was ridiculously cheap $160 per week. My supervisor was living with a drug addict about 200m up the road, and had decided to move out. I said I have a spare room, and for $70 a week it was his. He moved in, and all was well for about a month, until I met his girlfriend 'Jamie'. Then he got another girlfriend, this one had a kid, her name was 'Jamie' too. Other than being left to mind the kid while they had sex constantly, I had no other major issues with it. Then one day, the phone rings. 'Hi its jamie, is he home?' I said, 'hi jamie, i thought he was at the movies with you?' He had 2 girlfriend called jamie, who he was seeing at the same time. This went on for a few weeks until both of them found out, and one of them was pregnant to him. Overnight, he dissappeared, (he had packed his car and driven off interstate). The next day, I had both 'jamies' at the door demanding to see him, who wouldnt leave until they saw his room was empty. Then when they got into his room, they started fighting! Eventually I managed to get them out of the unit, and down onto the street, where they were last seen chasing each other up the street. It was nice to be able to answer the phone once again and not have to worry about 'which jamie' it was that he didnt want to talk to. Then Rhys moved in. I had flown with rhys for about 12months, and had helped him get into a uni degree. He moved into the spare room, and all was well until he would wake me at 2am when centrelink came through so that I could drive him 100m up the road to the 24hour service station. Then I went away for a weekend, and came back to a phone call from university insisting I had cheated on an assignment. Turns out he had found the big assignment of the semester, printed it out and literally changed the name from mine to his. Fortunately he was found out - but got very upset with me when I wouldnt tell the uni that 'he' wrote it. He moved out, and fortunately I learnt my lesson about sharing with people second time around. Interestingly, I was in Cash Converters a week later, and found my collection of CDs that had mysteriously gone missing a month ago - (I was able to identify them as I had marked each one of them). Then the phone bill came through, $700! I confronted him about the CDs, and he said he needed the money to pay for his new accomodation - nice of him! As for the phone bill, well, he paid half - unfortunately it was obvious that about 90% of it was his - the smart boy had signed up to a premium subscription service?!" Again I ask how one person can attract 2 major losers to live with them? Where does the problem and therefore the solution lie? Let me know your thoughts...

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July 05, 2006

Flatmates who like to "borrow" stuff

The few times that I've shared a house, it's always been a given that at times, some of my stuff would get used or go missing or whatever. I mean, it's part of living with others isn't it? But what do you do when your flatmate steps over that line?
I got this story a few days ago from Karina.... "Worst flatmate ever? I had a flatmate once who was the flatmate from hell. I came back from holiday once to find half of my wardrobe missing - some of it she had 'borrowed' amd the rest she had 'lent' to a friend... Most of it I never got back. She had her boyfriend over lots, and made it really impossible for me to be in the living room, as they were draped over both sofas...(bear in mind that it is my flat). She'd wake me up in the middle of the night to ask for a condom... she would use my food, toiletries, and I'm sure she probably used my toothbrush as well. She also hated me seeing my friends - I had to hang out with her or no-one! When she moved out, she helped herself to a suitcase and some bedlinen of mine, and refused to hand over the keys. Literally, the flatmate from hell!" I feel your pain Karina and it's even worse when you come home and not only is your stuff missing, but your flatmate seems to have done a runner as well. Not that this has happened to me....

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July 04, 2006

The Postman always delivers

This is an oldie but a goodie and goes to show that when we share a house with other people they will usually do stuff to surprise us. This story involves the flatmate, a Postman and an important 'package'....
Luke writes..."Unbeknownst to myself and other housemates, one of the girls in our house was having a regular rendezvous with the local postman. As the rest of us usually worked at daytime we were none the wiser. Until one day one of my housemates was waiting out the front for the postman expecting an important letter. My other housemate was also waiting for the postman for "her important delivery". So she let my other housemate know that she's getting a bit of lunchtime action with the postman. We all had a good laugh about this until she found out that the postman was married and she "refused to let the postman deliver his special package anymore". He was quite upset by this and for the following couple of weeks would deliver our mail but rip up her mail and throw it around the front yard, he only stopped doing this after she threatened to complain to Australia Post." Anyone else out there have a similar tale? Know if your flatmate has seduced a tradie or someone else like that? What happened? Share your sordid stories with the world...

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June 29, 2006

Is this the weirdest flatmate yet - Update!

I posted a story about a week or so ago about a guy that I reckon is seriously one of the weirdest that I've come across on this site and those who live with him were asking for our help. They've since sent me another message to update us on their situation....
"UP DATE - got an update on our weird house mate. We all found it funny that it had been put under the title of “could this be the weirdest flat mate yet and thankyou for all of your responses. Saturday just gone (24th June) we had a house party/BBQ for another one of our house mates birthday. our weird flatmate came down for all of about 5 minutes and I was a little drunk and finally asked him straight up what he does in his room all day. He avoided answering the question and disappeared again. About an hour later i was even drunker and me and a crazy Welsh man who was as drunk if not drunker went up and banged on the door insisting he came down and stopped being so anti-social. He snapped at me and told me to fuck off (he did later apologise for this). Dont get the wrong idea, we dont dislike this guy, we just find his behavior a little strange and hard to deal with. Anyway if anyone else has any theories please keep them coming, i dont think were getting any closer to the answer but we are finding it funny reading them. Cheers guys" Well, what do you make of it? Could it be that he just doesn't like his flatmates? Leave me your thoughts below...

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June 28, 2006

With flatmates like these...

...you certainly wouldn't need any enemies. I mean, really, if you can't trust the people that you are sharing a house with, it''s definitely time to move. Samantha writes about a love triangle that recently happened in her household...
"I recently had almost the same problem. I lived with a friend, her boyfriend has been interested in me since I met him. Shes mentally unstable, and he told me he didnt love her and didnt want to be with her, but if he left her then she would try to kill herself (she has done before). he and I pretty much had the same relationship as decribed by Melissa with that guy. It all went wrong last Friday when he and I went out drinking and ended up kissing. She found out and now all is over. I feel sick for what I have done. The thing is, it meant I lost a lot of other friends because he is a master at manipulating her mind to his liking and thus, the truth of the situation will never come out (so she will never know) - he sought me out, he kissed me. I expect to be outcast by her, and him even, but not the other people who have witnessed him trying to pick me up and me denying him then opportunity. Ah whirlwinds." Yeah that's all well and good Sammy, but it takes two to tango and I'm sure you could've said no. I mean, you do know that you can say no don't you? Why is it that the guy always seems to end up the bad guy in these types of situations? Got something to say about this? Let me know...

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June 22, 2006

Is this the weirdest flatmate yet?

You guys have sent in some very strange stories to me over the past couple of months about the weird stuff your roomies get up to. I got a submission overnight with a odd tale and a desperate plea for our help...
"We also have a weird housemate who never leaves his room. It’s really starting to bother everyone cos we want to know what hes doing. Its like being in a haunted house, theres just this presence there perminantly. He dosnt have a job, never goes to uni, never goes out except to the supermarket if he REALLY needs to and only comes down to cook food then disapears up to his room to eat it. He also never does anything around the house and when we ran out of binliners and convinced him it WAS his turn to buy them, he put one in the bin and stashed the rest in his room. Everytime he comes down to feed he always gets in everyones business but never gets involved in anything the rest of us are doing. When i first moved in i invited him out everytime i went to the pub or clubbing or a party but he always said no ive got stuff to do BUT WHAT??? No one in our house has seen him go and have a shower or bath, the toilet and the sink are in seperate rooms and he never goes in to wash his hands after using the toilet (unless he washes them in the toilet after flushing) and somehow always manages to piss all over the floor and doesnt clean it up. One weekend he had this equally weird girl over and they sat in his room all weekend. The walls are paper thin and there was no music, no talking and they definatly werent shagging! If anyone has any answers or theorys PLEASE PLEASE let us know as it is driving us up the wall. Thankyou" So can you help? What do you reckon he's doing in there? Does he have some new efficient way of cleaning himself without using water? Let me know what you think?

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June 19, 2006

Flatmate love triangle

Sharing a house can often lead to a host of new relationships - some good, some not so good. But what happens when one of the flatmates becomes delusional about a relationship that is quickly turning into a love triangle? Melissa tells her story...


"i live with a girl who is dating a guy who liked me in the first place. he actually told us he doesnt love her and that he thinks i am gorgeous and he just doesnt sex from me..he wants marriage..she continues to invite him over and he continues to want to win me over . she lies about their relationship and ignores his comments. she is constantly talking about him all day long and all nite.to me of all people. thats weird.. the guy is getting more wiser and smarter but she doesnt want me around not him . she is wierd. he doesnt love her.. he said so!!! i mean what do you do. say he doesnt love you and he loves me!!!! bluh"

So what's the verdict? Which one is the nutter? Leave your comments!

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Flatmate love triangle

Sharing a house can often lead to a host of new relationships - some good, some not so good. But what happens when one of the flatmates becomes delusional about a relationship that is quickly turning into a love triangle? Melissa tells her story...
"i live with a girl who is dating a guy who liked me in the first place. he actually told us he doesnt love her and that he thinks i am gorgeous and he just doesnt sex from me..he wants marriage..she continues to invite him over and he continues to want to win me over . she lies about their relationship and ignores his comments. she is constantly talking about him all day long and all nite.to me of all people. thats weird.. the guy is getting more wiser and smarter but she doesnt want me around not him . she is wierd. he doesnt love her.. he said so!!! i mean what do you do. say he doesnt love you and he loves me!!!! bluh" So what's the verdict? Which one is the nutter? Leave your comments!

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June 18, 2006

The Haunted House?

I love hearing stories of the supernatural. Haunted houses especially. I find that whole thing really fascinating, even though it's without a doubt, completely weird. Those documentaries that are shown on TV about haunted houses usually have the strangest people on them. Maya sent me this story about her haunted house...


"I once lived in a house which i swear was haunted- except our strange little entity took particular pleasure in making my housemates sleepwalk- naked. into my bed. not nice. three seperate people, non of them good actors (So i know it wasn’t some sick joke) tried (and sometimes did) to get into my bed- i was least pleased when i woke to find my female housemate spooning MY boyfriend. They were both horrified (best friends and all) and I thought it was funny. except it kept happening. ick. "

What do you reckon? Is she telling us the truth or is she bending it a little in the name of a good story? Let me know?

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The Haunted House?

I love hearing stories of the supernatural. Haunted houses especially. I find that whole thing really fascinating, even though it's without a doubt, completely weird. Those documentaries that are shown on TV about haunted houses usually have the strangest people on them. Maya sent me this story about her haunted house...
"I once lived in a house which i swear was haunted- except our strange little entity took particular pleasure in making my housemates sleepwalk- naked. into my bed. not nice. three seperate people, non of them good actors (So i know it wasn’t some sick joke) tried (and sometimes did) to get into my bed- i was least pleased when i woke to find my female housemate spooning MY boyfriend. They were both horrified (best friends and all) and I thought it was funny. except it kept happening. ick. " What do you reckon? Is she telling us the truth or is she bending it a little in the name of a good story? Let me know?

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June 15, 2006

You're not dating in this house!

When we share a house with someone, there's often a rule or set of rules that we set down to ensure that we all get along, and that certain things are adhered to. But what if the rule you are asked to obey aren't fair and the other person bends them to suit themselves?


Stacey sent me this snippet overnight about a rule that her housemate was imposing on her...

"when i was 19 i live with a 50 year old who had a rule that i was not allowed to date. The rule wasnt that i wasnt able to have guys in the house it wasnt i MUST NOT under any circumstance date. he also walked around farting and saying woopsy didnt mean it (yet he did it all day) and he also filled my hardrive up with old man young women porn".

Yuk what an old sleaze bag. Does it make any difference to the rules if there is a big age gap? Let me know about your experiences.

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You're not dating in this house!

When we share a house with someone, there's often a rule or set of rules that we set down to ensure that we all get along, and that certain things are adhered to. But what if the rule you are asked to obey aren't fair and the other person bends them to suit themselves?
Stacey sent me this snippet overnight about a rule that her housemate was imposing on her... "when i was 19 i live with a 50 year old who had a rule that i was not allowed to date. The rule wasnt that i wasnt able to have guys in the house it wasnt i MUST NOT under any circumstance date. he also walked around farting and saying woopsy didnt mean it (yet he did it all day) and he also filled my hardrive up with old man young women porn". Yuk what an old sleaze bag. Does it make any difference to the rules if there is a big age gap? Let me know about your experiences.

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June 12, 2006

Some things should be left in the cupboard

Most of us have a secret stash of stuff that we'd prefer our flatmates, indeed our friends and families, not to see. For some of us it might be a collection of toenail clippings, others might have a private horde of handcuffs. Adam writes that his flatmate proudly displayed his strange collection for all the world to see....


"You think thats weird. I had a flatmate who collected 70’s porn films and displayed them in the living room. Dont get me wrong the porn bit was fine but having them displayed and having my parents just randomly drop by….Well it wasnt a real winner with them.".

Yeaaahhhh, that kind of stuff should be stored in a private place no? Let me know what you think?

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Some things should be left in the cupboard

Most of us have a secret stash of stuff that we'd prefer our flatmates, indeed our friends and families, not to see. For some of us it might be a collection of toenail clippings, others might have a private horde of handcuffs. Adam writes that his flatmate proudly displayed his strange collection for all the world to see....
"You think thats weird. I had a flatmate who collected 70’s porn films and displayed them in the living room. Dont get me wrong the porn bit was fine but having them displayed and having my parents just randomly drop by….Well it wasnt a real winner with them.". Yeaaahhhh, that kind of stuff should be stored in a private place no? Let me know what you think?

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June 10, 2006

Just what are you doing in there?

Have you ever lived with someone who you rarely see because they always seem to be in their room? Just what is it that they are doing in there? Katie wrote to me and let me know about her flatmate that seems to prefer his room over other parts of the house...


"They used to hide away in their room watching porn all day and night. His room stunk to high heaven, and he only had one set of sheets - so did not change his bedding for the entire year that we lived with him."

Now that's just wrong. Is that what your flatmate gets up to?

Mark writes that his flatmate is "Staying up all night in bed reading the yellow pages". Weirdo!

Are you a bedroom dweller? What do you do in there?

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Just what are you doing in there?

Have you ever lived with someone who you rarely see because they always seem to be in their room? Just what is it that they are doing in there? Katie wrote to me and let me know about her flatmate that seems to prefer his room over other parts of the house...
"They used to hide away in their room watching porn all day and night. His room stunk to high heaven, and he only had one set of sheets - so did not change his bedding for the entire year that we lived with him." Now that's just wrong. Is that what your flatmate gets up to? Mark writes that his flatmate is "Staying up all night in bed reading the yellow pages". Weirdo! Are you a bedroom dweller? What do you do in there?

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June 07, 2006

Cheating flatmates - Butt out!

Last weeks poll asked you guys to vote on what you'd do if you suspected your flatmate of cheating on their partner. It was a clear majority that said it's definitely not cool to get involved, preferring to let the flatmate have their privacy. All the results here....


You suspect your flatmate is cheating on their partner. Would you:

Butt out? It's none of your business = 72 percent

Snoop through their stuff looking for clues to confirm it? = 11 percent

Confront them and demand the truth? Snooping is as bad as cheating = 9 percent

Tell their partner so s/he can snoop or confront? = 8 percent

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Cheating flatmates - Butt out!

Last weeks poll asked you guys to vote on what you'd do if you suspected your flatmate of cheating on their partner. It was a clear majority that said it's definitely not cool to get involved, preferring to let the flatmate have their privacy. All the results here....
You suspect your flatmate is cheating on their partner. Would you: Butt out? It's none of your business = 72 percent Snoop through their stuff looking for clues to confirm it? = 11 percent Confront them and demand the truth? Snooping is as bad as cheating = 9 percent Tell their partner so s/he can snoop or confront? = 8 percent

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Surely there's someone better?

Have you often wondered where the weirdos live? Well wonder no more, cause this site uncovers all their hiding homes, hehe! Keith has one, possibly two, strange flatmates that he wrote to me about and it's making me assk the question - why? Why would you live with this guy?


"I have ended up with a generally stable bipolar guy and a young juvenile repentant thief wanting to turn his life around.I feel like the warden in an institution of some sort.I have my own problems to deal with.So I have put the little shit thief on a daily assessment of his behaviour on certain criteria;no smoking inside; no drunk young friends around all the time;etc.Because of his light fingerdness;I have sellotaped a $20 note to the side of a piece of wooden furniture with a note that any removal of this;even if replaced ;or even in an emergency;results in ass out front door immediately .

So I daily assess him and reserve the right to evict him immediately.I hate living like this ;but it was my own stupidity to let him move in initially.So I have learnt my lesson to be more critical and judgemental of people on interview and maybe think for a week about any applicants;but as is pointed;you can present yourself well initially and be an axe murderer;needing flatmates to pay the mortgage sucks…"

God it would suck having to baby-sit someone just tot ensure that they don't knock your stuff at the first opportunity. Have you ever lived with someone who has light fingers (steals from you)?

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Surely there's someone better?

Have you often wondered where the weirdos live? Well wonder no more, cause this site uncovers all their hiding homes, hehe! Keith has one, possibly two, strange flatmates that he wrote to me about and it's making me assk the question - why? Why would you live with this guy?
"I have ended up with a generally stable bipolar guy and a young juvenile repentant thief wanting to turn his life around.I feel like the warden in an institution of some sort.I have my own problems to deal with.So I have put the little shit thief on a daily assessment of his behaviour on certain criteria;no smoking inside; no drunk young friends around all the time;etc.Because of his light fingerdness;I have sellotaped a $20 note to the side of a piece of wooden furniture with a note that any removal of this;even if replaced ;or even in an emergency;results in ass out front door immediately . So I daily assess him and reserve the right to evict him immediately.I hate living like this ;but it was my own stupidity to let him move in initially.So I have learnt my lesson to be more critical and judgemental of people on interview and maybe think for a week about any applicants;but as is pointed;you can present yourself well initially and be an axe murderer;needing flatmates to pay the mortgage sucks…" God it would suck having to baby-sit someone just tot ensure that they don't knock your stuff at the first opportunity. Have you ever lived with someone who has light fingers (steals from you)?

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June 06, 2006

When TV becomes reality

You know that life with your flatmate is going to be a little strange when they start doing things like talking to the TV. But what would you do if they started a weird obsession with the characters from a popular TV show?


Gina from South London wrote to me about her flatmate....

"She was convinced that East Enders was real life & that one day one of the characters would meet her & fall in love with her. We were not allowed to speak when it was on, she's stop whatever she was doing (resulting in her several pans being burnt through & the sink overflowing) & by the omnibus, she'd mouth the lines along with the cast."

Has this happened to you? Let me know!

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When TV becomes reality

You know that life with your flatmate is going to be a little strange when they start doing things like talking to the TV. But what would you do if they started a weird obsession with the characters from a popular TV show?
Gina from South London wrote to me about her flatmate.... "She was convinced that East Enders was real life & that one day one of the characters would meet her & fall in love with her. We were not allowed to speak when it was on, she's stop whatever she was doing (resulting in her several pans being burnt through & the sink overflowing) & by the omnibus, she'd mouth the lines along with the cast." Has this happened to you? Let me know!

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June 03, 2006

Share house applications

Just recently I've recieved a couple of notices from people who were looking for either somewhere to live or someone to live with. I'm always amazed by how little or indeed how much information people willingly share with a complete stranger in order to ascertain whether they'd be suitable or not to live with. Isn't that just a little weird in itself?


What's the weirdest thing that you've ever been asked when you've applied to live with someone? Or the other way around? Let me know!

(Whilst this site can't directly help out those of you who are looking for somewhere to live, one of my sponsors should be able to help out if you are in the market for a new home!)

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Share house applications

Just recently I've recieved a couple of notices from people who were looking for either somewhere to live or someone to live with. I'm always amazed by how little or indeed how much information people willingly share with a complete stranger in order to ascertain whether they'd be suitable or not to live with. Isn't that just a little weird in itself?
What's the weirdest thing that you've ever been asked when you've applied to live with someone? Or the other way around? Let me know! (Whilst this site can't directly help out those of you who are looking for somewhere to live, one of my sponsors should be able to help out if you are in the market for a new home!)

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June 02, 2006

A share-house bulging at the seams

I've only ever shared a house with one or two other people, and I can't imagine what it wold be like living with more, like on Big Brother for example. This story that was sent in by Mel reaffirms my belief that more people equals more trouble...


"not sure if im doing this right but here goes...... I once found myself with the choice of moving back home to share a room with my ten year old sister (I was 24 at the time) or moving into a share house with a couple and 3 blokes needless to say independence prevailed. the couple consisted of a 40 something year old alcoholic woman and a twentysomething pot addicted guy constantly geting into fights about who was cheating on who and who smoked whos last ciggie and always in the lounge putting on a great show for all. the 2 guys, one a ageing hippie who was a painter with a heart of gold who was living there for the same reason as us all (small mining town limited accomadation) waitng for a place of his own so he could bring his lovely wife up to live... no dramas there... bloke 2 average looking 26 year old pretty sure of himself needless to say after an indulgent night we ended up shagging on the bathroom floor..also no dramas there these thing hapen......Peter guy no3...I'll start at the top shall I....50 year old woman hating alcoholic who only just owned half of the house so obviously he thought he made the rules no bear in mind here that this was all a very dodgy situation none of us had any form of lease and the man we considered our landlord owned the other half or the house, now no 3.. lets just call him bob was withuot a doubt the most disgusting man I have ever come across he live in a room at the back of the house with his equally disgusting dog who shared his mattress now as it was the deal was we all paid an amount to rent the room which included power and use of everthing in the house fair enough, I had a mobile phone so I wouldnt get caught in the whole I didnt make that call saga after living there for about 2 months bob comes home from his holiday to a disconnection notice for his phone being the angry horror that he is he decided to present me with a bill for 90 dollars I told him there had to be some sort of mistake as I had my own phone and didnt call anyone from his and he replies with ...this bill is for having the convenience of people being able to call you on the house phone.... now that cheap for ya and i could go on and on....... thanks for letting me share."

You're very welcome Mel, that's what we're here for. Have you got a story like Mel's that you want to share? Send it in or leave it below!

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A share-house bulging at the seams

I've only ever shared a house with one or two other people, and I can't imagine what it wold be like living with more, like on Big Brother for example. This story that was sent in by Mel reaffirms my belief that more people equals more trouble...
"not sure if im doing this right but here goes...... I once found myself with the choice of moving back home to share a room with my ten year old sister (I was 24 at the time) or moving into a share house with a couple and 3 blokes needless to say independence prevailed. the couple consisted of a 40 something year old alcoholic woman and a twentysomething pot addicted guy constantly geting into fights about who was cheating on who and who smoked whos last ciggie and always in the lounge putting on a great show for all. the 2 guys, one a ageing hippie who was a painter with a heart of gold who was living there for the same reason as us all (small mining town limited accomadation) waitng for a place of his own so he could bring his lovely wife up to live... no dramas there... bloke 2 average looking 26 year old pretty sure of himself needless to say after an indulgent night we ended up shagging on the bathroom floor..also no dramas there these thing hapen......Peter guy no3...I'll start at the top shall I....50 year old woman hating alcoholic who only just owned half of the house so obviously he thought he made the rules no bear in mind here that this was all a very dodgy situation none of us had any form of lease and the man we considered our landlord owned the other half or the house, now no 3.. lets just call him bob was withuot a doubt the most disgusting man I have ever come across he live in a room at the back of the house with his equally disgusting dog who shared his mattress now as it was the deal was we all paid an amount to rent the room which included power and use of everthing in the house fair enough, I had a mobile phone so I wouldnt get caught in the whole I didnt make that call saga after living there for about 2 months bob comes home from his holiday to a disconnection notice for his phone being the angry horror that he is he decided to present me with a bill for 90 dollars I told him there had to be some sort of mistake as I had my own phone and didnt call anyone from his and he replies with ...this bill is for having the convenience of people being able to call you on the house phone.... now that cheap for ya and i could go on and on....... thanks for letting me share." You're very welcome Mel, that's what we're here for. Have you got a story like Mel's that you want to share? Send it in or leave it below!

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June 01, 2006

Banging the drum

One of my regular readers, Nina, has sent in another story about someone she once lived with who had a passion for playing the drums....


"I shared a house one time with a close family friend. A lovely bloke and we are still friends. This one story I thought Id share because it always makes me laugh when I remember it. He was/is a keen drummer. He even had his drumkit in his upstaris bedroom at the house. We had a rule which he abided by that out of respect for us and the neighbours he only practised at certain times of the day.

We were down the Pub one night playing pool. We got talking with the people who we were playing and it turned out that one of the guys was a new tenant in the house next door to us. I asked him if we made any noise that bothered them. He said we were generally fine exept for one night when someone was playing the drums at about 5 in the morning. I knew my housemate never played at that time of the a.m and we had to think for a while what the noise might have been. It was then that we recalled.

He had been out on the turps that night till very late. Another friend of ours had turned up about half an hour later to see us. My housemate had just got in himself and crashed out. his friend was trying to get him out of bed so they could go on some road trip they had planed (thats why he turned up so early in the morning)which my flatmate had forgotten about. Anyway my housemate comes out of his room at the top of the stairs to see our guest. He was wrapped up in his quilt.

His foot slipped on the quilt and he went tumbling down the steep staircase hitting every step on the way down then crashing into the wheel of my pushbike which was parked at the bottom of the stairs. It sounded like a drum roll and a symbol crash. We often teased him later that it was the best beat he'd come up with! It solved the mystery of the phantom drums at 5 am too."

I'm not sure I'd be able to share with someone who was musically inclined.....I have enough trouble with the people at work that like to sing and whistle their way through the day - arrrgghh!!!

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Banging the drum

One of my regular readers, Nina, has sent in another story about someone she once lived with who had a passion for playing the drums....
"I shared a house one time with a close family friend. A lovely bloke and we are still friends. This one story I thought Id share because it always makes me laugh when I remember it. He was/is a keen drummer. He even had his drumkit in his upstaris bedroom at the house. We had a rule which he abided by that out of respect for us and the neighbours he only practised at certain times of the day. We were down the Pub one night playing pool. We got talking with the people who we were playing and it turned out that one of the guys was a new tenant in the house next door to us. I asked him if we made any noise that bothered them. He said we were generally fine exept for one night when someone was playing the drums at about 5 in the morning. I knew my housemate never played at that time of the a.m and we had to think for a while what the noise might have been. It was then that we recalled. He had been out on the turps that night till very late. Another friend of ours had turned up about half an hour later to see us. My housemate had just got in himself and crashed out. his friend was trying to get him out of bed so they could go on some road trip they had planed (thats why he turned up so early in the morning)which my flatmate had forgotten about. Anyway my housemate comes out of his room at the top of the stairs to see our guest. He was wrapped up in his quilt. His foot slipped on the quilt and he went tumbling down the steep staircase hitting every step on the way down then crashing into the wheel of my pushbike which was parked at the bottom of the stairs. It sounded like a drum roll and a symbol crash. We often teased him later that it was the best beat he'd come up with! It solved the mystery of the phantom drums at 5 am too." I'm not sure I'd be able to share with someone who was musically inclined.....I have enough trouble with the people at work that like to sing and whistle their way through the day - arrrgghh!!!

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May 29, 2006

What if you're the weird one?

Most of the stories that you've sent me have been all about the weird flatmates you've lived with, but very few have been about yourselves and the weird things that you guys like to get up to.


I'm sure that there is a large slice of readership that comes by to compare themselves the weirdos that you keep serving up. Why not use this blog to exorcise some of your own strange demons and share with the world how weird or un-weird you really are? Share your stories below....

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What if you're the weird one?

Most of the stories that you've sent me have been all about the weird flatmates you've lived with, but very few have been about yourselves and the weird things that you guys like to get up to.
I'm sure that there is a large slice of readership that comes by to compare themselves the weirdos that you keep serving up. Why not use this blog to exorcise some of your own strange demons and share with the world how weird or un-weird you really are? Share your stories below....

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May 23, 2006

Rules, rules, rules...

I've always been one to say that rules were made to be broken and it's served me pretty well over the years. But when I live with someone, there has to be a few rules to keep things ship-shape in the house but as Mel writes, sometimes rules can go too far....


"A while ago I found this ad at uni looking for a flatmate to share a unit with. Anyway after a successful interview I moved into the unit and shortly afterwards I started having problems. The various problems included: 1. I was not allowed to have the lights on in more than one room at night. It was a huge crime against humanity on the few occassions I breached this rule. 2. I was told that the tumble dryer did not work but when I later tried it, after having to remove all these little knick knacks from inside it, it worked perfectly. 3. I was told off by a message on a Post-It note that was attached to the bathroom mirror for leaving a tiny bit of water on the bathroom floor (the puddle of water would not have been bigger than a 5 cent coin). 4. I was also told off when I admitted that I had accidentally set the security alarm off for a couple of minutes during the middle of the day, as it might upset the neighbours. 5. I became suspicious that my flatmate was reading my personal papers (ie pay slips) so I deliberately put some papers in specific positions to see what would happen and later found that these papers had been moved. Well I only stayed in this unit for a few months before I decided my sanity deserved better."

Whats the strangest rule that a flatmate has imposed on you (or tried to)? Did it work or did you break it every chance you got?

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Rules, rules, rules...

I've always been one to say that rules were made to be broken and it's served me pretty well over the years. But when I live with someone, there has to be a few rules to keep things ship-shape in the house but as Mel writes, sometimes rules can go too far....
"A while ago I found this ad at uni looking for a flatmate to share a unit with. Anyway after a successful interview I moved into the unit and shortly afterwards I started having problems. The various problems included: 1. I was not allowed to have the lights on in more than one room at night. It was a huge crime against humanity on the few occassions I breached this rule. 2. I was told that the tumble dryer did not work but when I later tried it, after having to remove all these little knick knacks from inside it, it worked perfectly. 3. I was told off by a message on a Post-It note that was attached to the bathroom mirror for leaving a tiny bit of water on the bathroom floor (the puddle of water would not have been bigger than a 5 cent coin). 4. I was also told off when I admitted that I had accidentally set the security alarm off for a couple of minutes during the middle of the day, as it might upset the neighbours. 5. I became suspicious that my flatmate was reading my personal papers (ie pay slips) so I deliberately put some papers in specific positions to see what would happen and later found that these papers had been moved. Well I only stayed in this unit for a few months before I decided my sanity deserved better." Whats the strangest rule that a flatmate has imposed on you (or tried to)? Did it work or did you break it every chance you got?

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May 22, 2006

Help yourself on the way out the door!

With so many of you seemingly having bad flatmates, its a wonder that we all aren't living alone. Pperhaps if you are, you should remember this tale from Em about some flatmates that stole her stuff as they were leaving....


"My partner was working in a cafe and got to be good mates with the new chef. We had him and his partner over for drinks a few time and then decided we would ask them to move in. it was all good until new years when i refused to let his gf wear one of my dresses(she's 3 sizes bigger than me) she ran around the house yelling and screaming about how selfish i was and how everything was about me. needless to say things only got worse her partner would join in and constantly have abuse and have a go at me while my partner was at work. they ate all our food but anything they bought we were not allowed to touch on pain of death.

Evetually we asked them to move out which they did while we were both at work. they ended up going through our room and taking whatever they wanted dvds playstation games, they even went through our shed and took a brand new $600 tent that we hadent even used. when all was said and done we were done about $1000 and only managed to get about $500 worth of it back. We have now decided that no matter how well we think we know someone they can live and a gutter before we will let them live with us."

The worst I've suffered is a stolen CD or perhaps a tee-shirt or something like that. Have you ever had stuff stolen from you by a flatmate? What did they take and did you ever get it back?

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Help yourself on the way out the door!

With so many of you seemingly having bad flatmates, its a wonder that we all aren't living alone. Pperhaps if you are, you should remember this tale from Em about some flatmates that stole her stuff as they were leaving....
"My partner was working in a cafe and got to be good mates with the new chef. We had him and his partner over for drinks a few time and then decided we would ask them to move in. it was all good until new years when i refused to let his gf wear one of my dresses(she's 3 sizes bigger than me) she ran around the house yelling and screaming about how selfish i was and how everything was about me. needless to say things only got worse her partner would join in and constantly have abuse and have a go at me while my partner was at work. they ate all our food but anything they bought we were not allowed to touch on pain of death. Evetually we asked them to move out which they did while we were both at work. they ended up going through our room and taking whatever they wanted dvds playstation games, they even went through our shed and took a brand new $600 tent that we hadent even used. when all was said and done we were done about $1000 and only managed to get about $500 worth of it back. We have now decided that no matter how well we think we know someone they can live and a gutter before we will let them live with us." The worst I've suffered is a stolen CD or perhaps a tee-shirt or something like that. Have you ever had stuff stolen from you by a flatmate? What did they take and did you ever get it back?

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May 19, 2006

Easy come, easy go...

There is a saying (or variations thereof) that goes: Don't sh*t where you eat. You could apply to this to several situations like sports teams or work (Don't screw the crew or Fishing off the company wharves) but it's particularly apt for flatmates as this story from Andrew demonstrates...


"No pictures, but after reading some of your sorry entries, I have no problem in saying that you guys all had it easy. After my first year at uni, a group of us decided we'd like to live with each other in our "year out " You see, in London, there isn't enough student accommodation to go around, so the uni only offers you 2 years at most.

After having heard horror story after horror story, we carefully selected our friends and managed a good bunch. So, once all 6 of us had moved into a really cool house in north London, we were all happy. Until one was diagnosed with leukemia and had the rest of his life of any work. Our landlord came up with a substitute. A lovely american girl, brunette, sultry, very personable. Too personable as it turns out.

After a week she'd slept with all of us (and kept it secret from all of us). Unfortunately, "woody" as we knew him, had slept with the next door neighbour, who had also slept with the other of the two men I shared the house with. Sadly, he was going out with one of the girls we lived with who had shared her "personal toy" with another of the girls in our house. Trust me, it took a while to get to the bottom of it all.

IÂ personally slept with the third and final person in the house. Really, really fortunately because I haven't always been so insistant, used a condom on my encounter with this girl and so didn't spread it to Cathy, but there was a tense time where we had 2/3 or 4/6 of the house with ghonorreha. Burning pee and all. So, that bitch is safely back in america, that's all I can say."

Hmmmm, seems like there was a lot of bed-hopping going on there Andrew. What was the house like to live in afterwards - did you all distrust each other?

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Easy come, easy go...

There is a saying (or variations thereof) that goes: Don't sh*t where you eat. You could apply to this to several situations like sports teams or work (Don't screw the crew or Fishing off the company wharves) but it's particularly apt for flatmates as this story from Andrew demonstrates...
"No pictures, but after reading some of your sorry entries, I have no problem in saying that you guys all had it easy. After my first year at uni, a group of us decided we'd like to live with each other in our "year out " You see, in London, there isn't enough student accommodation to go around, so the uni only offers you 2 years at most. After having heard horror story after horror story, we carefully selected our friends and managed a good bunch. So, once all 6 of us had moved into a really cool house in north London, we were all happy. Until one was diagnosed with leukemia and had the rest of his life of any work. Our landlord came up with a substitute. A lovely american girl, brunette, sultry, very personable. Too personable as it turns out. After a week she'd slept with all of us (and kept it secret from all of us). Unfortunately, "woody" as we knew him, had slept with the next door neighbour, who had also slept with the other of the two men I shared the house with. Sadly, he was going out with one of the girls we lived with who had shared her "personal toy" with another of the girls in our house. Trust me, it took a while to get to the bottom of it all. IÂ personally slept with the third and final person in the house. Really, really fortunately because I haven't always been so insistant, used a condom on my encounter with this girl and so didn't spread it to Cathy, but there was a tense time where we had 2/3 or 4/6 of the house with ghonorreha. Burning pee and all. So, that bitch is safely back in america, that's all I can say." Hmmmm, seems like there was a lot of bed-hopping going on there Andrew. What was the house like to live in afterwards - did you all distrust each other?

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May 18, 2006

Disturbing nocturnal habits

I've heard of people doing some strange things whilst they're asleep but this little story from Richie left me asking - what the?


"I’ve several stories about just one housemate… but the one that takes the cake would be his ’sleep-cooking’. As the other two of us in the house were working shifts, we assumed the continual, horrible oily mess in the kitchen pouring out of two frypans and half a box of ripped-open prawn crackers was the other’s fault. When noone confessed, we set up a camera in the kitchen and caught our third housemate doddling out of his bed at 3 am, eyes completely shut, cranking up the gas stove and cooking a few prawn crackers. He then ate one, threw the others in the bin and went back to bed. This all before leaning a bit too close to the webcam and moaning something along the lines of “meeeeaaaahhhmpphhhffaaawaaaagghh!â€.

and these days people wonder what im on about when i ask them if they have any disturbing nocturnal habits…"

Well I've heard it all now. Know someone who partakes in weird nighttime activities? Send me your best stories now!

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Disturbing nocturnal habits

I've heard of people doing some strange things whilst they're asleep but this little story from Richie left me asking - what the?
"I’ve several stories about just one housemate… but the one that takes the cake would be his ’sleep-cooking’. As the other two of us in the house were working shifts, we assumed the continual, horrible oily mess in the kitchen pouring out of two frypans and half a box of ripped-open prawn crackers was the other’s fault. When noone confessed, we set up a camera in the kitchen and caught our third housemate doddling out of his bed at 3 am, eyes completely shut, cranking up the gas stove and cooking a few prawn crackers. He then ate one, threw the others in the bin and went back to bed. This all before leaning a bit too close to the webcam and moaning something along the lines of “meeeeaaaahhhmpphhhffaaawaaaagghh!â€. and these days people wonder what im on about when i ask them if they have any disturbing nocturnal habits…" Well I've heard it all now. Know someone who partakes in weird nighttime activities? Send me your best stories now!

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May 16, 2006

Dave the Weirdo - The Fan Club

The video that my sponsors made depicting one of the weirdest flatmates you'd ever be likely to encounter has been veiwed by hundreds of thousands of people the world over. So it really shouldn't come as any surprise to learn that "Dave the Weirdo" now has his own fanclub...


Run by a guy called Danny in Melbourne, Australia, the Fan Club hosted by MySpace is the place for fans of Weirdo Dave to get together and discuss all things Dave and weirdos, or maybe just Dave the Weirdo. The group has 60 members and is growing quickly. Maybe it will convince the powers to be to make up a new video showing Dave doing more weird things. Got any suggestions as to what he could do in Part 2?

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Dave the Weirdo - The Fan Club

The video that my sponsors made depicting one of the weirdest flatmates you'd ever be likely to encounter has been veiwed by hundreds of thousands of people the world over. So it really shouldn't come as any surprise to learn that "Dave the Weirdo" now has his own fanclub...
Run by a guy called Danny in Melbourne, Australia, the Fan Club hosted by MySpace is the place for fans of Weirdo Dave to get together and discuss all things Dave and weirdos, or maybe just Dave the Weirdo. The group has 60 members and is growing quickly. Maybe it will convince the powers to be to make up a new video showing Dave doing more weird things. Got any suggestions as to what he could do in Part 2?

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Never live with a Kleptomaniac

For those of you unfamilar with the term Kleptomania - it's applied to people who have strong repeated urges to steal stuff. I've lived with one Klepto and never again. Michael sent in this tragic tale about a guy called Tim who couldn't help but steal....


"so this guy we'll call tim was staying with me and my roomate for about 4 months. he was so nasty that i lost a girlfriend cause she didnt want to come over anymore. tim lived on the couch and payed no bills, burnt a hole in my blanket and couch, i actually had to put him out one night cause he was on fire. after all the bad teeth, nasty socks and fire damage, his mother was coming to pick him up. so i had to work and my real roomate did too so i left and told him to lock the door when he leaves. now tim has a history of stealing things so when i got home from work he was gone and the first thing i did was see if he stole anything. my playstation and cd's were still there but he stole all my change. i had 80 plus dollars in change and he stole the change from my roomate off his desk. the thing i want to know is ,did he think i wouldnt know who stole it? but i was just happy to see him go so i didnt persue it further, live and learn."

My big fear when moving out of somewhere or having someone move out from me was what would get stolen. I was always pretty lucky but over the years I've heard of some real horror stories. Have you got something on your mind about someone that stole from you? Let me know!Â

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Never live with a Kleptomaniac

For those of you unfamilar with the term Kleptomania - it's applied to people who have strong repeated urges to steal stuff. I've lived with one Klepto and never again. Michael sent in this tragic tale about a guy called Tim who couldn't help but steal....
"so this guy we'll call tim was staying with me and my roomate for about 4 months. he was so nasty that i lost a girlfriend cause she didnt want to come over anymore. tim lived on the couch and payed no bills, burnt a hole in my blanket and couch, i actually had to put him out one night cause he was on fire. after all the bad teeth, nasty socks and fire damage, his mother was coming to pick him up. so i had to work and my real roomate did too so i left and told him to lock the door when he leaves. now tim has a history of stealing things so when i got home from work he was gone and the first thing i did was see if he stole anything. my playstation and cd's were still there but he stole all my change. i had 80 plus dollars in change and he stole the change from my roomate off his desk. the thing i want to know is ,did he think i wouldnt know who stole it? but i was just happy to see him go so i didnt persue it further, live and learn." My big fear when moving out of somewhere or having someone move out from me was what would get stolen. I was always pretty lucky but over the years I've heard of some real horror stories. Have you got something on your mind about someone that stole from you? Let me know!Â

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May 15, 2006

Snooping flatmates

I got this tale a few days ago and I reckon the writer, Liz, is the weird one. She seems to think it's ok to go snooping about her flatmates stuff as her story shows...


"I normally wouldn’t snoop, but I had the most wretched roommate and once $180 (US) of mine from a job that paid cash (TV gig–I’m a theatre student) went missing. I turned my room over and couldn’t find it, and she really was the kind of person who’d steal from me. So I went searching through her stuff. I ended up not finding anything of mine and my money turned up at my parent’s home. Really, though, it was about the one thing she DIDN’T do was steal from me. "

Nice, real nice Liz. No wonder your flatmate did some horrible stuff to you if this is what you were doing to her....

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Snooping flatmates

I got this tale a few days ago and I reckon the writer, Liz, is the weird one. She seems to think it's ok to go snooping about her flatmates stuff as her story shows...
"I normally wouldn’t snoop, but I had the most wretched roommate and once $180 (US) of mine from a job that paid cash (TV gig–I’m a theatre student) went missing. I turned my room over and couldn’t find it, and she really was the kind of person who’d steal from me. So I went searching through her stuff. I ended up not finding anything of mine and my money turned up at my parent’s home. Really, though, it was about the one thing she DIDN’T do was steal from me. " Nice, real nice Liz. No wonder your flatmate did some horrible stuff to you if this is what you were doing to her....

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May 14, 2006

Someone to watch over you

When you share your house with someone there is an enormous amount of trust that is involved. Plus you should always be able to feel secure in your own home. So what happens when you get that feeling that something isn't quite right? Claire shares her chilling tale...


"I used to always feel like I was being watched when I was in the shower or changing in my bedroom. I’d wake up thinking there was someone in my room. I asked my flatmate if he had been feeling the same way. He just shrugged. A couple months later I was cleaning up, and I put something he left out back in his room. I accidently knocked a folder off his dresser. There were pictures of me! Some Of me in the shower, some of me topless in my room, tons of me sleeping!! He even went as far as to take off my clothes while I was unconsious (I think they were from a night I came home and passed out due to too much partying). It turns out he had set up hidden cameras in my room & shower and was videotaping me, then editing it on his computer and selling it as porn. It was one of the worst experiences of my life, and needless to say, I don’t share a flat with him anymore, I had him arrested."

Poor Claire, I don't blame her for not wanting to live with someone again after that. Nightmare! Has something like this happened to you? What did you do?

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Someone to watch over you

When you share your house with someone there is an enormous amount of trust that is involved. Plus you should always be able to feel secure in your own home. So what happens when you get that feeling that something isn't quite right? Claire shares her chilling tale...
"I used to always feel like I was being watched when I was in the shower or changing in my bedroom. I’d wake up thinking there was someone in my room. I asked my flatmate if he had been feeling the same way. He just shrugged. A couple months later I was cleaning up, and I put something he left out back in his room. I accidently knocked a folder off his dresser. There were pictures of me! Some Of me in the shower, some of me topless in my room, tons of me sleeping!! He even went as far as to take off my clothes while I was unconsious (I think they were from a night I came home and passed out due to too much partying). It turns out he had set up hidden cameras in my room & shower and was videotaping me, then editing it on his computer and selling it as porn. It was one of the worst experiences of my life, and needless to say, I don’t share a flat with him anymore, I had him arrested." Poor Claire, I don't blame her for not wanting to live with someone again after that. Nightmare! Has something like this happened to you? What did you do?

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May 12, 2006

Bad, bad flatmate!

Mess In The Kitchen

Another in this current series of the World's Worst Flatmates with all the things I love to cringe at - maggots, sex and just a hint of madness!


Sandy forwarded me this horror story about a flatmate situation that she endured...

"I had a flatmate from hell. This certain person generates alot of interest when I talk about the things he has done. For starters, he was like every other 'bad flatmate' stereotype. Fat, lazy, rude and got everything handed to him on a plate. I moved in with my boyfriend last September and 'bad flatmate' had been a friend for some time. But no one really knows what a person is like until you live with them. The three of us started of okay....

He NEVER did the dishes, I mean NEVER. It got so bad, I was cleaning HIS room one day and found 3 week old chicken pieces with maggots in them. He would beat off in the bathroom and use our towels for clean up. He used to take care of the pool and chlorinate it. It was left for 4 weeks and it turned dark green.

He had a girlfriend who he would have sex on our bed while we weren't home. He made no effort to cover it up, dirty condoms on the pillows and his clothes strewn on our carpet. But when she wasn't around he would get these very young girls over. They would all willingly get drunk and he would chase them nude around the house with an army helmet on. This happened on several occassions.

He would eat ALL of our food then go shopping for tim tams and ice cream and hit us up for half the money. He borrowed 12 of our dvd's and not one came back without a scratch and 8 we never saw again. The big one: He would collect the rent off us each saturday religeously to take it to his mum (she owned the house) and we got kicked out cause we 'never payed it on time'.

Three weeks after we move out we find out from his new ex-girlfriend, he spent it on smokes, gambling and booze and then told his mum we had given him nothing. WILL you are a loser, mummy's boy, coward and a big fat lazy slob. Hope you read this cause you are the flatmate from hell! P.S. The photo is of the inside bin when he decided to let the dogs inside and then go to sleep."

Speechless!

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Bad, bad flatmate!

Mess In The Kitchen Another in this current series of the World's Worst Flatmates with all the things I love to cringe at - maggots, sex and just a hint of madness!
Sandy forwarded me this horror story about a flatmate situation that she endured... "I had a flatmate from hell. This certain person generates alot of interest when I talk about the things he has done. For starters, he was like every other 'bad flatmate' stereotype. Fat, lazy, rude and got everything handed to him on a plate. I moved in with my boyfriend last September and 'bad flatmate' had been a friend for some time. But no one really knows what a person is like until you live with them. The three of us started of okay.... He NEVER did the dishes, I mean NEVER. It got so bad, I was cleaning HIS room one day and found 3 week old chicken pieces with maggots in them. He would beat off in the bathroom and use our towels for clean up. He used to take care of the pool and chlorinate it. It was left for 4 weeks and it turned dark green. He had a girlfriend who he would have sex on our bed while we weren't home. He made no effort to cover it up, dirty condoms on the pillows and his clothes strewn on our carpet. But when she wasn't around he would get these very young girls over. They would all willingly get drunk and he would chase them nude around the house with an army helmet on. This happened on several occassions. He would eat ALL of our food then go shopping for tim tams and ice cream and hit us up for half the money. He borrowed 12 of our dvd's and not one came back without a scratch and 8 we never saw again. The big one: He would collect the rent off us each saturday religeously to take it to his mum (she owned the house) and we got kicked out cause we 'never payed it on time'. Three weeks after we move out we find out from his new ex-girlfriend, he spent it on smokes, gambling and booze and then told his mum we had given him nothing. WILL you are a loser, mummy's boy, coward and a big fat lazy slob. Hope you read this cause you are the flatmate from hell! P.S. The photo is of the inside bin when he decided to let the dogs inside and then go to sleep." Speechless! Got a story that is worse than this one? Share it now!

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May 11, 2006

Big Brother

So here in Australia the latest series of Big Brother started a couple of weeks ago and to me it's "must watch TV". I live alone and after watching these guys have no privacy and drive each other nuts, I'm glad that I don't share my house with anyone else but my dog.


I reckon you'd have to be just a little weird to put yourself through the BB experience. Even though the stuff they show is the most extreme of flatmate behaviour and Big Brother likes to stir things up with strange tasks and punishments, there is so much that happens during the show that I've either heard about or experienced myself. I know that I wouldn't cope with the lack of privacy and just having people in my face all day and night, that would make me crazy and then I'd come across like a weirdo.

And so all this got me to thinking. Are some flatmates born weird or do they become weird because of the circumstances that they face in living with others? And do some people bring out the weirdness in others? What are your thoughts?

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Big Brother

So here in Australia the latest series of Big Brother started a couple of weeks ago and to me it's "must watch TV". I live alone and after watching these guys have no privacy and drive each other nuts, I'm glad that I don't share my house with anyone else but my dog.
I reckon you'd have to be just a little weird to put yourself through the BB experience. Even though the stuff they show is the most extreme of flatmate behaviour and Big Brother likes to stir things up with strange tasks and punishments, there is so much that happens during the show that I've either heard about or experienced myself. I know that I wouldn't cope with the lack of privacy and just having people in my face all day and night, that would make me crazy and then I'd come across like a weirdo. And so all this got me to thinking. Are some flatmates born weird or do they become weird because of the circumstances that they face in living with others? And do some people bring out the weirdness in others? What are your thoughts?

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May 10, 2006

The Candle Factory

Depending on who you live with, there could come a time that your flatmate's hobby or obsession, their latest fad even could turn your tranquil home life upside down. Just ask Ron from London who sent in this wick-edly woeful ode...


"A few years ago, while living in London I shared my flat with a guy from Australia. I’d heard stories about Australians that they can behave oddly sometimes (this is not racist!). Anyway this guy was educated and intelligent and worked in IT business. One day his contract ended and he started looking for a new employment, so suddenly he had too much free time. One evening I opened the front door and there was thick smoke all over the flat. I barely saw the kitchen door at the end of the corridor where all that smoke seemed coming from. I was little panicking, thought the kitchen is in fire… and where the hell are my two kittens … and why the fire alarm doesn’t go on. Also there was something weird with the smoke itself – it did smell as paraffin or candle wax. Then I got into the kitchen and – my flat mate was melting candle wax on the gas cooker, to make candles. All the work tops (even on top of the fridge) was covered with different colors of wax splashes and candle making equipment. Well, I’m artistic myself but this was way too much. I was then quite mad on him; later on we spoke about his candle making and, (silly me) I let him to continue if he keeps the kitchen clean and finishes his experiments by the time I arrive. On fifth day – I think he’d an accident with boiling wax, so whole cooker top was covered with it and he had gone to work interview. Well, it took me about one and half hours to clean up this mess and when he got home I just said: no more candle wax! Guess what, he actually continued processing candles, but secretly, at the time I was off. This month’s gas bill was also nice surprise.

Have you had your home turmed into a factory, a production plant or a commercial type of operation? Let me know and the weirder the better!

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The Candle Factory

Depending on who you live with, there could come a time that your flatmate's hobby or obsession, their latest fad even could turn your tranquil home life upside down. Just ask Ron from London who sent in this wick-edly woeful ode...
"A few years ago, while living in London I shared my flat with a guy from Australia. I’d heard stories about Australians that they can behave oddly sometimes (this is not racist!). Anyway this guy was educated and intelligent and worked in IT business. One day his contract ended and he started looking for a new employment, so suddenly he had too much free time. One evening I opened the front door and there was thick smoke all over the flat. I barely saw the kitchen door at the end of the corridor where all that smoke seemed coming from. I was little panicking, thought the kitchen is in fire… and where the hell are my two kittens … and why the fire alarm doesn’t go on. Also there was something weird with the smoke itself – it did smell as paraffin or candle wax. Then I got into the kitchen and – my flat mate was melting candle wax on the gas cooker, to make candles. All the work tops (even on top of the fridge) was covered with different colors of wax splashes and candle making equipment. Well, I’m artistic myself but this was way too much. I was then quite mad on him; later on we spoke about his candle making and, (silly me) I let him to continue if he keeps the kitchen clean and finishes his experiments by the time I arrive. On fifth day – I think he’d an accident with boiling wax, so whole cooker top was covered with it and he had gone to work interview. Well, it took me about one and half hours to clean up this mess and when he got home I just said: no more candle wax! Guess what, he actually continued processing candles, but secretly, at the time I was off. This month’s gas bill was also nice surprise. Have you had your home turmed into a factory, a production plant or a commercial type of operation? Let me know and the weirder the better!

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How do you know what you are getting?

When you are looking for someone to live with, unless they are a good friend that you know well, how do you know that the person you've chosen to share your home with isn't a weirdo?


I've just spent an hour or so reading through Share Accommodation notices on one of my sponsors sites - realestate.com.au - and what struck me is that until you actually take the plunge and start living with someone, you can only do so much in working out if you'll get along or if they are what you are looking for in a flatmate.

One of the advertisers said she likes "quirky people" which to me is an open invitation for weirdos to apply. Others ask for those who are "easy going" to apply. Some even go so far as to specify "No weirdos or freaks please".

You can ask for references, and try and weed out the undesirables by what you ask for - personality traits, age, nationality, backgrounds etc - but is there a foolproof way of sorting out the weirdos from the cool flatmates? How do you guarantee you get a good one? Let me know what you do!

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How do you know what you are getting?

When you are looking for someone to live with, unless they are a good friend that you know well, how do you know that the person you've chosen to share your home with isn't a weirdo?
I've just spent an hour or so reading through Share Accommodation notices on one of my sponsors sites - realestate.com.au - and what struck me is that until you actually take the plunge and start living with someone, you can only do so much in working out if you'll get along or if they are what you are looking for in a flatmate. One of the advertisers said she likes "quirky people" which to me is an open invitation for weirdos to apply. Others ask for those who are "easy going" to apply. Some even go so far as to specify "No weirdos or freaks please". You can ask for references, and try and weed out the undesirables by what you ask for - personality traits, age, nationality, backgrounds etc - but is there a foolproof way of sorting out the weirdos from the cool flatmates? How do you guarantee you get a good one? Let me know what you do!

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Flatmate interview techniques

Most of the people that I've ever flatted with have been friends, or friends of friends so I've never really had to do the whole "flatmate interview" thing. Which, after reading this tale from Cassie, makes me really glad...


"I used to only ever interview cute guys for the room and would always end up nailing them. If I was being interviewed for a room in a sharehouse, I would only ever take the room if the share mate was a. a guy b. a cute guy c. single . I was a complete slut. It was like an addiction. My ego was huge. At the time, I never felt bad - I figured if they were dumb enough to get seduced (and believe me, guys are EASY - they NEVER offered a challenge), more fool them.

Ahem. Do you know someone like this? Share your story with us all!

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Flatmate interview techniques

Most of the people that I've ever flatted with have been friends, or friends of friends so I've never really had to do the whole "flatmate interview" thing. Which, after reading this tale from Cassie, makes me really glad...
"I used to only ever interview cute guys for the room and would always end up nailing them. If I was being interviewed for a room in a sharehouse, I would only ever take the room if the share mate was a. a guy b. a cute guy c. single . I was a complete slut. It was like an addiction. My ego was huge. At the time, I never felt bad - I figured if they were dumb enough to get seduced (and believe me, guys are EASY - they NEVER offered a challenge), more fool them. Ahem. Do you know someone like this? Share your story with us all!

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May 09, 2006

Moving out

Sometimes things start to get weird when one of the flatmates gives notice that they want to move out. Or sometimes they don't even bother letting you know that they are leaving...


"I lived at my friends house for nearly a year before I finally got so fed up and pissed everybody off enough to make them all think they kicked me out, when in actuality, I just took off. There were many people living in this arrangement at the time… my friend, her little son, me, my boyfriend of the time, my friends two cousins and their bedmates, and another male friend. Lots of people crammed into a small space. The single male friend was a butthead. He would always come in drunk, loud, and berating everybody. He is the one who came to the front door knocking, broke the door down, dropped breakables, threw trash all over, and so much more. I have had more than enough of him and the cops were called. I yelled at all the roomies and then I moved out and went back to my mommy’s. Never again will I live with soooo many people. I can barely stand living by myself! I’m not a bad person, just have a temper problem when I do get frustrated.". That was a story submitted by Liz.

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Moving out

Sometimes things start to get weird when one of the flatmates gives notice that they want to move out. Or sometimes they don't even bother letting you know that they are leaving...
"I lived at my friends house for nearly a year before I finally got so fed up and pissed everybody off enough to make them all think they kicked me out, when in actuality, I just took off. There were many people living in this arrangement at the time… my friend, her little son, me, my boyfriend of the time, my friends two cousins and their bedmates, and another male friend. Lots of people crammed into a small space. The single male friend was a butthead. He would always come in drunk, loud, and berating everybody. He is the one who came to the front door knocking, broke the door down, dropped breakables, threw trash all over, and so much more. I have had more than enough of him and the cops were called. I yelled at all the roomies and then I moved out and went back to my mommy’s. Never again will I live with soooo many people. I can barely stand living by myself! I’m not a bad person, just have a temper problem when I do get frustrated.". That was a story submitted by Liz. Â

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May 08, 2006

While you were out...

The video that my sponsors made showing a real weirdo has been getting a lot of responses, including this one from Kare...


"That's so gross!! LOL!! Why are men such sickos????????????? I had some neighbor do that to me, and a freakin' landlord once upon a time!!! How sick!!!"

And it got me to thinking - the video shows a man behaving badly, trying on the female flatmates knickers and behaving like a dirty perve. But what if you lived with a girl who did that? Does it make any difference if the perpetrator is a man or a woman? Let me know your thoughts below.

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While you were out...

The video that my sponsors made showing a real weirdo has been getting a lot of responses, including this one from Kare...
"That's so gross!! LOL!! Why are men such sickos????????????? I had some neighbor do that to me, and a freakin' landlord once upon a time!!! How sick!!!" And it got me to thinking - the video shows a man behaving badly, trying on the female flatmates knickers and behaving like a dirty perve. But what if you lived with a girl who did that? Does it make any difference if the perpetrator is a man or a woman? Let me know your thoughts below.

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May 04, 2006

Your space, MySpace

The good folk over at MySpace have lent some hosting space for the funny vid that my sponsors made about living with a very weird flatmate. It's great to hear what y'all think about it with one viewer even getting so excited she wet herself...

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Your space, MySpace

The good folk over at MySpace have lent some hosting space for the funny vid that my sponsors made about living with a very weird flatmate. It's great to hear what y'all think about it with one viewer even getting so excited she wet herself...

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April 25, 2006

Prying eyes

When realestate.com.au & propertyfinder.com asked you guys to fill in a survey about weird flatmates, I was surprised that so many people responded about going through their flatmates stuff....

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Prying eyes

When realestate.com.au & propertyfinder.com asked you guys to fill in a survey about weird flatmates, I was surprised that so many people responded about going through their flatmates stuff....

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