Me: “You better not have gotten me sick…”
Roommate: “It’s nothing contagious, I was just out in the cold too long..”
Me: “….Cold doesn’t make you… nevermind.”
So this is the living room. There’s the stove. There’s a microwave too. It all works.
—Roommate showing the apartment
It’s a really quiet neighborhood. What else is cool I can watch the planes take off and land from the airport from my window.
—Roommate trying to find a replacement tenant for her room
More gold… Speaking to a potential replacement tenant
Roommate: “Yeah so there’s street parking since he [me] has the parking sticker for resident parking.”
Me: “We get two stickers actually. It’s one per resident.”
Roommate: “That’s not one per resident! That would mean only 1.”
Potential Roommate: *exchanges wtf is wrong with her look with me* “Yeah, yeah I understand.”
DC guys don’t like blondes. They only like brunettes.
—Roommate trying to justify why guys don’t want to date her.
Roommate: “Oh no! I didn’t realize I needed a muffin pan for this recipe.”
Me: “What are you making?”
Roommate: “Muffins.”
Ugh… embarassing
The lady at the leasing office of my apt actually said “your roommate, or girlfriend, or fiancee, or whatever she is.” to me in a sentence the other day. I promptly corrected her.
(continued…)
The attitude I have to deal with…
