i was all of 22 years old looking to move out and my mother had a work friend who was going to live overseas for 18 month's, all i had to do was find a nice female roommate, to share with, keep up the house of my mother's work friend, pay, utilities, phone, internet and because she owned the house out right the rent was very cheap, the place fully furnished of course basic rules applied like no smoking inside the house, no trashing of the place, no loud music or parties as her neighbours where elderly, that was no big deal for me i worked night shift 6 sometimes 7 days a week, i had very little social life at that stage, i smoked but had always gone outside so that was cool, i could maintain myself as i could cook and clean, (thank god my mother actually showed me how as it seem's ms skank was never shown how to take care of herself).
let's start with ms skank as informed before she moved in the room she'd be letting was fully furnished already, when the day came for her to move in a truck i'm not kidding came with her driven by her overbearing father and one of her i was to find out five brothers.(i'm an only child the five brothers has relevance later).
she seemed very nice, very trendy and the type of girl who could help broaden my social horizens, in the interview she had worn lowrider jeans and a blue tee when she turned up with her father and brother she was covered head to toe(long jumper,track suit pants no make up, i assure you most times thats not how she dressed only when her daddy was around) , so ok i think she doesn't want them to know that she likes to dress up no biggy i'll act cool,
long story short as i had moved into the house first i took the biggest master bedroom, but with all her stuff she and her family members thought i should move my things to the second bedroom even though i had already mentioned and she had agreed that it was ok that i have the master bedroom as it's got it's own bathroom i worked night shift and it was closest to the front door so i wouldn't be disturbing when her i got off from work at 4 am most mornings, confronted like i was, and quiet like i am i agreed to let her have the biggest room in the house, i didn't want to fight with her on the first day.
move forward a month and i was very sorry i had chosen her for my roommate, she knew during the day i tried to sleep so i could be refreshed for work, but nope she had to leave her job didn't she because it was to hard, then she would play her music all day loud which led to complaints that came to me always not to her, her brother's where always over and would eat the cupboards bare which meant as i was the only one working that i had to replace everything because all she would buy was instant noodles and fruit, the rest of her money her father was giving her went on booze, condoms, pot, clothes, clubbing (never once did she try to include me)though i never was interested in pot or booze i would have gone clubbing if asked.
she never did any dishes, because she had fake nails and didn't want to ruin them but her brother's would trash the kitchen use all the plates, cups ect.... all the while the eldest of these loud horrid brother's of hers would on those days i had off (he was always around ended up almost living on the couch playing grand theft Auto all day at full blast) was continually hitting on me, i don't think he had ever heard of bathing or deodorant as his BO was to high heaven and he would try to cover it up with very strong cheap after shave.
his family thought she was an angel, all the while she would come home drunk or high, with a different guy every week, her eldest brother knew but didn't care (to far gone on pot and video games to notice ).
the only good thing about her was that she would always some how manage to get her daddy to give her the rent and utilities money on time, but i was still the one who brought all the household cleaning products (as she stated once i was the one who cleaned) , she would shed hair in the shower from all the dying and straightening, she caked her face in make up which would go every were, when she ran out of clean clothes her mother was not inclined to respond too my polite hello's would come over and do her clothes washing for her keep in mind that it's simple to put one's clothes in the washing machine put in the laundry powder and turn the knob, nope again this was to hard for ms skank, and when she did not think to hide her more riske clothing from her mother she would say it was mine, so her mother would barge into my room while i was trying to sleep from working night shift and dump these filthy underpants, bras , short shorts, tank tops, mini dresses on my bed and on top of me with a huff and walk out banging the door behind her, i think she thought i WAS the one taking advantage of her poor good little darling with trying to make her wash my clothing along with her daughters oh how wrong she was, i would then have to either get up and wash them or endure her loud banging in the laundry that was right next door to my room tried as i was, while she muttered to herself, wait for her to finish the first two loads (yep that's how many clothes this girl went through in 5 days) then put on and hang up the other things that she would then point not one word i might add and grunt to the other far side of the washing line somy slutty clothes didn't touch her daughters things, how i grew to hate this woman, ms skank, her teenaged brothers and the sweaty gross elder brother and his constant unwanted attention towards me, why you ask i just didn't ask her to leave....well i was once a people pleaser not anymore i'm much wiser now, i didn't want my family to know how miserable i was , so i would never have them over, i was too tired from working then coming home to a trashed house that i had to clean, to tired from all the shopping, lugging it up the stairs putting it away, to even visit my parents regularly which of course got them thinking that i was snubbing them off for the free good life, to busy having fun to even call or text them.(plus she had her brothers there all the time so i couldn't get her alone to talk about my wanting her to leave).
what was the first nail in the coffin you might ask that got me to grow a back bone, she started bringing her one night stands home with her, were she would have loud drunken intercourse and play music all weekend long, i would find used condoms in the bath tub, in the toilet, most including her brothers didn't know how to aim, remember she had her own bathroom, but her cosmetic crap seemed to float from there and into the communal bathroom, ( i had to clean both), her friends started coming over and chain smoking inside the house, not just normal stuff but pot and ice, they would make fun of me when i was out of the room at the top of their voices so i would hear them.
then come the weekend that ended it all for her living there, ms skank got the idea that she wanted and would bring into the home her maladjusted pomeranian who was an unfixed male dog, that was to put it plainly the craziest little creature i have ever seen, it promtly went on a spree of destruction, it loved her and her family but hated me with a passion, it peed every were, it pooped every were it was me skank insisted an inside dog so when i put it outside so it wouldn't try to attack me or rip up any more of the carpet she freaked and screamed at me about animal abuse, but not once did she clean up the messes from this dog (her expensive fake nails would have been ruined), then she stopped buying it the expensive dog food it was used to so i got it the generic food as by this stage i hated the thing and was at the end of my rope, it wasn't my animal, it refused to eat it and was sick on the carpet when it did eat it, again i had to deal with her screaming at me about animal abuse, only this time my father had decided to pay an unannounced visit, by the end of that week my father had rounded up my uncles, two of my larger male cousins and after getting the entire story out of me promtly gave ms skank and her elder brother their marching orders, i have thank goodness got my own place now and will never ever share again, on a side note it was me , my parents and those same two cousin's of mine who spent a lot of time , effort and money combined to bring the place up to it's original condition. i just feel so very sorry for my mother's friend who had to organize for another person to care for her property while she was away overseas.
but that sharing experience has got to be the worst 14 weeks of my life, but it toughened me up, and taught me to be much more assertive and not so much of a push over.
if ever you come into contact with ms skank do not under any circumstances allow this woman into your house.