Ok, I'll jump on the "back to school" bandwagon. I didn't dorm when I was in college, but I've seen and heard enough to know that it's not always the best experience.
- My ex's roommate in college had a girlfriend who lived back wherever he came from. She called him almost every morning at 5 or 6 to cry about what a sucky boyfriend he was and how much she hated him.
- A friend of mine was staying at a dorm building in a... not so great area. It was unnervingly close to a mental institution. She says she regularly found hypodermic needles in the streets by the building.
And these are pretty minor. There are so many horror stories online about horrible roommates. There's
this one about a smelly roommate who refused to do anything about it (like, saym shower). Or
this one, regadring a microwave.
And it seems that this is even worse for guys. The start of school also means new unsuspecting victims to roommate pranks like
this. Or
this. Or... you get my point.
Do you have any roommate horror stories? Or prank stories?
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My first semester roommate was gay. Our floor was the most homophobic group of men I've ever met. This means I was basically an outcast. I walked in on him and his boyfriend doing the deed MANY times. He moved out at Christmas break.
My second semester roommate was creepy. And he smoked pot in the room ALL DAY EVERY DAY. We weren't allowed to drink in there but we did anyways. When you opened the hallways door from the stairwell, you could smell the pot ALL the way down the hall. And he didn't believe it. And then we were drinking one night and he got his bowl out and sure enough, the RA came knockin. (Luckily he was naive enough to think it was cigs and not pot, which even though it's against the rules in the building, got us a warning.)
I decided there was no more of that and he continued anyways. So my best friend (a girl) stood up for me and told him he couldn't do it in the room. And he ABSOLUTELY LOST IT. He got in her face screaming about how he was going to kill her and how she needed to get out and it was none of her business because it was his room. It was terrifying. We went to the police and he was taken out of my room immediately. I moved back home after that semester lol.
No pranks. I had a dorm mate who talked to herself. Not in the retrospective way, but in the way that she would be facing her side of the room (a cement wall) and actually talking. She also left notes on her bed, desk, and chair telling me and my guests not to sit on or touch her things. I never dreamed of touching any of her stuff, but it pissed a few of my visitors off. One girl swan dived onto her bed. A guy friend just spread out and lounged on it.
@Sammyhellsyea@xanga - ...Wow. You've had horrible luck. That sounds... traumatizing.
On a lovely Saturday morning, I woke up to find about seven drunken strangers sleeping on the floor of our room. Apparently, my roommate got so trashed the night before that she collected a group of 'protectors' to guard her from the dark magic of Lord Voldemort.
Oh yeah, one of them peed on our rug. -__-
The worst that happened to me was some guys on the floor taping 6 foot sheets of butcher paper to peoples' doors and drawing penises everywhere, and stealing door decorations.
As far as roommates go, I had a japanese exchange roommate who yelled loudly in japanese in his sleep. Scared the SHIT out of me the first time it happened; I thought he was mad (it was 2:30am, and I thought he might be mad at me for being on the computer). but he did it a few times during the year, so yeah...
Nothing too bad here...
This guy would always bring his girlfriend over, every freaking night. I could seriously care less but he would never clean up any area after they were done juicing it up. By any area I mean - any area cause to my knowledge they did it everywhere, including the kitchen sink. I stopped eating at home after I got pubic hair in my sandwich. Granted, it was only once but, believe me, it was more than enough.
@xa06@xanga - @nodnarbassoon@xanga - You guys are making me laugh xD I almost wish I HAD dormed now.
Oh, also one guy on the first floor of my dorm once tried to throw a rave (he was a druggie and a raver)... he had it all set up and everything, music blasting, lights, and telling everyone to come... but nobody did.
By the end of the year, he had gone home because of health issues (they had to call ambulances for him a few times).
@Littoface@xanga - People tell so many horror stories about dorms, and make other people not want to experience it themselves, but it is SO worth it. There are too many good stories to tell of dorm life. :P
@xa06@xanga - Hahahahaha! That's just awesome.
My boyfriend (now hubby) and I went to visit a friend at college. Long story short, she was getting on our nerves so when she went to grab lunch we had sex in her bed. The best part is that they had dated several years before. So now he loves to tell the story of how he slept with his new girlfriend in his ex-girlfriend's bed. Although I'm sure he wishes it was the story of how he slept with his new AND ex-girlfriend but he'll just have to settle....
The most "horrifying" stories I have aren't that bad. I had irritating roommates when I started living in apartments. Both sets of roommates would not take out the trash, even though we had a "trash take-out" sheet. It was so bad that my friend and I (we lived with 2 other people) just stopped throwing our stuff away in the "public" trash can and just kept small individual ones in our room. Once we had to have a meeting about "roommate disputes" and my friend complained about the trash issue. Our other roommate said, "We'll totally help take out the trash if you leave out the trash bags :D" Yeah... like trash bags don't cost money and why do only 2 out of 4 have to be the ones to provide it? Well, the roommate dispute wasn't about the trash, so my friend and I had to leave :p
Unfortunately this semester I'm the "annoying roommate" because I've had a bad cough for about a straight week so far.
My roommate gets lost really easily though. I thought I had a bad sense of direction, but hers is truly horrible. It took her 3 days until she was finally able to say confidently that she knew where the dining hall was (it's across the street and down a little..I don't know how you don't remember how to get there after being there once because it's SO easy) and she's called me before asking me to help her out because she was lost. She'll be telling me about how on the way to her classes she still has to check the big maps around campus because she's not sure how to get to them..you think she would know by now!!
My roommates both came out one night during spring quarter. I walked in on them in the act after I came home from a party. Thinking it was a bad joke, I closed the door on them and opened it up again to only realize that they were really in the same bed together, drunk, stark-naked.
Still thinking that it was a bad joke, I went to the front desk for about 10 minutes to give it a break and go back into the room. What came about was probably the worst three hours of my life. My roommate (he was the more dominant in comparison to my other roommate) gave this three hour tirade about why Christians are the worst of people in the world (he himself being a practicing Catholic) and how he had been repressed for all his life, blah blah blah, and saying that he liked me. Oh yeah, did I mention to you that he kept touching me on the shoulder in a creepy affectionate way?
Needless to say, I told him I liked women and told both of them to get out of the room. Weeks went by and they told their respective girlfriends, who said that they were okay with them coming out and thus entered a four-way relationship... which if you have not seen before... there's no real way to define how a four-way works except for how an orgy works. Simply disgusting. Oh, did I mention that I've seen all four of them in the act? Needless to say I slept in a lot of my friend's rooms just to get away from the estrogen heavy room.Did I also mention to you that not only did I have to deal with (essentially) high school drama, but they were also one of the messiest people on the planet, loved to stay in bed all day and cuddle with whoever was closest (girlfriend or roommate) and had a thing for inviting the strangest of women into the room?
Some would ask why I didn't move, well, I held a fairly important position in my hall that if I gave it up, it probably would not have landed me important roles at the university later on in my career.
But anyways, I digressed. When both my roommates left, they forgot several, no, loads of stuff. Among the discarded were: Gilmore Girls Complete Seasons DVDs (I broke all these and threw them away, btw the dvds were owned by my roommate), Cups and mugs (which I threw at the wall, cleaned up and threw away), clothes (some were really nice, and I thought about keeping them, but knowing that it was theirs... I just threw them away), a signed poster by Hilary Clinton (who I never supported so I tore it to shreds and threw it away), and loads of condoms behind my wardrobe (needless to say I was pissed about this one).
Ironically, the instant I threw all these things away, some girl snuck into the dorm and asked if she could collect all the things that belonged to them. I told her I had no idea what she was talking about and closed the door.
It's been two years since this has happened, and apparently I've been told that my roommates were dumped by their girlfriends because of the two men spending increasingly more amount of time than compared to their respective girlfriends and that the two guys are now dating and living in an apartment right across the street from where I'm a resident advisor at.
I tell this story to freshman, and I love the reaction that I get from all of them!
btw, thank you for writing this post. the comments and the post itself has given me a good laugh today!
I used to be an RA and have seen my own crazy experiences. One year as an RA I had a couple of friends crash at my place. Having an extra bed and a full-size fold-out futon also helped.
My best non-RA stories are my own: one of my roommates was a 40-year-old who hit on EVERY girl who came by. Lucky for me he doesnt' like Asian girls, so he never bugged them. Yet, everywhere I went he had a beer in his hand it seemed like.
My other fun story was my last roommate, who not only talked to himself, but played Anime at FULL VOLUME while I was studying in pharmacy school and also would watch "To Catch a Predator" all the time. Yeah, that got annoying too.
Lucky me for not ever walking in on roommates "doing the deed" if you know what I mean.
man. that condom looks stre-eeeeeched OUT. 13+?
I've never lived in the dorms before, but some of my friends who did told me stories about guys pissing on the shower room/rest room door knob.
@kuokid@xanga - Wow, was breaking their things really necessary?
Goodness, it makes you sound so violent! Im glad everyone went their own ways happily in the end. Seems like it was not a good environment with all of you together! 
@imTHEmeowMIXcat@xanga - i think that was the process of me getting over it... lol.
@xa06@xanga - LMFAO
i want to dorm for college next year, but it's stories like these that make me skeptical... i mean, my potential roommate could be a kleptomaniac. oh well... i think the college experience is worth it though
@ROCKtheB0ATx@xanga - Ahaa, yeah. Surprisingly, it's only my second week of college with this roommate too, so I'm not sure what other antics are going to come within the school year. I highly recommend rooming with a friend that you know and trust. I was naive and didn't do that, and now it's kind of not working out ... gah.
I got blessed with two of the most disgusting possible people as roommates. I supplied everything (furniture, dishes, etc) in our house having lived on my own before and figured no big deal. I noticed the ammount of dishes in the cabinets steadily shrinking, but knowing they were somewhere in the house didn't worry me. 6 months after moving in there were NO plates or bowls left. So I searched my disgusting roommates' room...there were ALL the plates and bowls... in two giant towers, molded completely together. I had to call my boyfriend to help me pry them apart. Blech.
@kuokid@xanga - Thank you for writing the comment! It sounds horrifying but amusing. xD
@imTHEmeowMIXcat@xanga - well imagine having to deal with them that whole time ? ahaha I would love to take some of my anger and frustration out on their lost things, too, if I was in her situation ! Not being able to sleep in their own dorm because four people were doing the deed together ?... Doesn't sound fun. I would be mad, too lmao
I've only had a few bad experiences because I was lucky to be able to (somewhat) pick my roommates. My freshman year, I had a roommate who recently got her nose pierced. One night, I woke up to the sound of the sink running in the bathroom. I noticed that the door was open but so was the door to my room so I came over to see what was going on. Blood was all over the place! When I turned off the sink, I heard some sobbing so I went to check on her. Apparently, there IS a reason they tell you NOT to drink until after the piercing is fully healed!
So when the two sororities on campus started rushing, the dorm across the hall from us were having conflicts because they were pledging for different Greek letters (then again, so were we so I don't know what their problem was... Could be the other one's boyfriend coming in and violating their roommate's teddy bears, though... Gross!). We switched so that I roomed with my line sister and vice versa and it turned out to be great! She was fun and sweet.. Heaven knows why anyone would give her up as a roommate! The only problem was that some of the other people who weren't our friends still didn't like her because she was the one to request a room change so they were always leaving mean messages on our white board. (Problem solved when I found the immature person, a guy no less, doing it and punched him in the face.) We ended up rooming together the next year where we had to "babysit" a freshman who more than once would come home drunk, have her music on too loud during midterms, and locked herself in the bathroom passed out naked on the floor... It took me a good half an hour of calling her phone (which was in there with her) and talking to her through the door to wake her up and get her into bed.