I placed an ad on a well known website a few years back looking for a housemate. A seemingly nice young girl who was studying to be a teacher applied, so i gave her the gig.

- She put alfoil in my microwave
- Her boyfriend 'swanny' came round and drank a 6pack of my coronas in a half hour, while moaning about it being 'over-priced yuppie beer'
-Swanny was a real wine conneiseur, except he had expensive taste and never brought his own wine to my house
- She lost the only electric key to the garage door, $120 for a new one
-Her other boyfriend (not swanny) helped himself to my DVD collection one night on a sleepover, and decided to stick on Saving Private Ryan at 4am, knowing i had to be up for work in a few hours.
- Once i came home from work on a public holiday to find 16 people, none of whom i knew having pre-drinks in my brand new apartment.


House mates blow. If you need more money, get a second job, if you're lonely buy a cat.

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