My Roommate Took Me Hostage!
You can listen to the stories and gawk in disbelief at the person telling them but until you have a roommate or the nightmarish experiences to go with having one or more…. You just never truly understand or appreciate living in your own house and never having to worry about the psycho who stands over you and watches you sleep or crawls into bed next to you.
Perhaps we should talk about the very first time that I ever saw her apartment. Before I moved in I agreed to help her clean, not knowing what I'd be in for. It looked like the relocation of a landfill and it became clear that this might become a rescue mission instead of a cleaning expedition if there was anyone else buried in the mess before me. This would be the beginning of the end.