7) Towards the end of the year I walked in on my roommate jerking off a LOT; up to three times on some days.
It got to the point where I’d pretend to yell to my friends down the hall things like “I’ll be there in a minute. Let me just grab something from my room real quick” just to buy him a few seconds of time to close out of his tabs (he’d watch porn at his desk right in front of the door) and pull his pants on.
Sadly that stopped working when he started wearing headphones…..
EDIT: Since everyone keeps asking “Why didn’t you knock” it was because I never formally addressed the situation, and didn’t want to make it uncomfortable for knocking every time I went in. He was generally pretty quick when I went in my room to cover himself up and close out of the tab and act like nothing happened, so I did the same. I would walk in, he’d exit out of his porn and cover himself (generally with like a hoodie or something) so I would walk in, grab something, and head out never acknowledged that I noticed. For all he knows I’m super oblivious and he was “close” to getting caught a lot.
Plus I didn’t want to knock every time I wanted to go to my room. That’s just crazy. ~YesLikeTheJeans
6) My college roommate was an extremely quiet athlete who would go weeks without speaking to me. When she asked me one day if she could order some protein bars, I was confused by the question. Why would my weird quiet roommate need to ask me this? She failed to mention the quantity of protein bars she wanted. She ordered about 50 jumbo cases of protein bars and a similar amount of protein powder online one day. The boxes filled up the entire free floor area of our room for the rest of the year. I had a little pathway cleared so I could walk to my bed. ~mybfhaslesskarma
5) Had a roommate freshman year who took a picture of my student ID so he could buy pizza when I wasn’t on campus. Checked my transaction list one day and the kid charged $90 worth of pizza over about a months period. Went to the campus police and they were able to tie it back to him. He got reassigned to another dorm room about two weeks later. When he moved out of our he took a bunch of my shit with him. Clothes, duffle bags, five pound bag of protein, and the remote to TV. Don’t know if he thought I wouldn’t notice or just didn’t give a fuck. I go back to the police and they make him come into the station. He denied the whole thing but the idiot still had the remote in his pocket. Ended up getting all my money and shit back but it was a pain in the ass. ~jdk11793
