Choose Your Flatmates Wisely
November 23rd 2008 07:00
I get a call from a friend who is coming to visit next week to say he will be arriving late because he has to visit his gay friend in hospital. Why I ask and also worried - because I was hoping for an intro to this guy. "oh, he just got out of ICU this morning after being stabbe 20 times" - W T F is my swift reply.
I then received a story of how his "gay" friend is a pro poker player and met this guy at a tournament - a couple of weeks later after developing a friendship it is discovered that new straight guy is looking for a place to live. So he gets invited to move in with G.F and other flatmate because they have a spare room - he seemed cool, they got along. No worries - then who knows how much later while sleeping on the lounge one morning you wake up to see your new flatmate stabbing you in the throat.
It missed his jugular by mm's apparently. He then received another 20 stab wounds and in the process of screaming for dear life he woke up the other flatmate who tries to come to the rescue for him to be stabbed in the abdomen allegedly severing the liver. This one wound nearly killed him but he has improved. First flatmate spends a few days in ICU (and this is no light matter - this where anything can happen and you prey your friends and family leave there) and they manage to patch him together.
This is a small news article I found on the incident:
Kneeling in the shallow water off Urangan beach with a rope around his neck and blood spattered on his back and chest, a Hervey Bay man accused of stabbing two flatmates surrendered to police yesterday morning.
Two men were rushed to Hervey Bay Hospital after the alleged attack at the Seashells apartment complex on the Esplanade at Urangan.
One was stabbed in the abdomen and is in a stable condition.
A second man is in a critical condition after being slashed and stabbed in the neck.
I have heard they are both on the improve and I have passed on my best and the fact I think scars are sexy.
This makes me wonder as I am looking at moving out in the next few months. I feel confident as I am going to be living with two friends. But this is atrocious!
I will never whinge about the flatmate that went out 4 nights a week to secret meetings - after thinking her a high class call girl for 6 months she told me she was attending AA meetings. LOL
Or the flatmate who seemd to skidmark his undies every day and take them off when showering and leave them on the shower tap handle and in various places around the house. Once, another friend lifted the newspaper while we were eating breakfast and found a pair of skidded undies in front of him. His breakfast came striaght up and bad flatmate was asked to move out.
I cannot believe this and wish the two guys the best of luck to a fast recovery.
Does anyone have any flatmate nightmares they want to share???
I remember someone a few months ago, Cheryl J maybe?, who had weird flatmates that when moved out stole or her shampoos or facial products.
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Comment by Morgan Bell
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i have SO MANY crazy flatmate stories, i wouldnt even know where to start . . . and id be too afraid the people in question would read what i said about them!
i will tell you that the most volatile issue in sharehousing is the washing of the dishes!
Comment by Jason King
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And thanks for the Ruby reminder - soz Cheryl & Ruby for confusion.
Dishes is OK - I actually like doing them - as long as a window is in front of sink so I can get lost in Jasonland. But simple sollution is dishwasher.
The one that bugs me is people eating your special food - you know, you buy a pack of Tim Tams for special occasion and one of your flatmates in a munchies enduced fit eats the whole pack and then says sorry. Aaaaarrrgggghhhhhh
Comment by Janet Collins
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It's a long time since I have shared but I am often reading and hearing horror stories about flatmates steaing worse than food - like credit cards - and then fleeing.
Like everything in life, sometimes you just have to take a risk. In your friends case, that was really horrible.
Comment by Morgan Bell
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i once lived in a house where i was one of five people (this is the house in Newcastle where my friend Gordy the cask wine sculpture now lives) and i had gone away to Sydney for the weekend
as i was on my way home i got a phonecall from Flatmate No.1 complaning because Flatmate No.2 had left a bottle of milk out on the kitchen bench and also gone away for the weekend
No.1 refused to put the milk in the fridge under the philosophy of "why should i have to" so it had sat on the bench for nearly 3 days over the heat of summer
the milk of course went rancid and the plastic container exploded due to pressure
No.1 rang me because he couldnt stand the smell in the kitchen anymore yet refused to clean it up
No.2 could not be contacted so when i got home i had to scub out the whole kitchen and disinfect and deoderise the whole place
when No.2 returned home i told her of the whole event and asked her not to do it again
the very next day another bottle of milk was left out on the bench
so i went and put it on her bed
No.1 then thought that was open season for taking everything out of the fridge at random times and placing them in No.2s room
this story goes on and on, but that was one little chapter
Comment by Jason King
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I used to put my flatmate's skidded undies on his pillow. It's so not the best thing in the morning when u wake up and have shower to turn on the taps bleary eyed and find pooh covered undies in your hand.
Comment by Morgan Bell
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some people get way to comfortable . . .
Comment by Anonymous
Other than that, I've had nothing but great flatmates throughout the years.
Morgan is once again looking her finest, isn't she?
O.K. I'm just joking here, she's probably married I forget about that kind of stuff. That was just a joke started cause I'm infatuated with two girls in real life called Morgan, one who just happened to stop by!
Peace
Stay low on the J YO