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There is an alarm clock going off in someone's room that has been beeping for a half hour now. I am starting to go slowly (more) insane (than usual).
So, schadenfreude time! What are your worst, funniest, or favorite water-cooler stories from your time living in dorms/shared appartments/etc.? Knowing that it could be worse might keep me sane.
Until then, I'm going outside.
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A guy with an oversensitive car alarm used to park right outside my window... it was maybe 10 feet between my head, through the wall, to his damn car...
It went off pretty much every night.. frequently multiple times... sometimes, off and on all night.
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My university housemate singing the 'Enterprise' theme tune in the shower every morning was bad.
What was worse was the guy who lived above my room, who bought a full drum kit (how he fitted it in that little room, I'll never know) but he had no rhythm. He used to practice at three o'clock in the morning while drunk and invite his crazy friends over to play it with him.
He would then put on Tony Bennett's 'Fly Me to the Moon' at very high volume when he'd finished practicing, and play it over and over on a loop until someone went up there and yelled at him - which was usually about six o'clock in the morning, just as my housemate was gearing up to start singing...
It was a very musical building. Unfortunately.
The next year I lived in a terraced house next door to an old lady who had about two hundred different death-clocks which all chimed at different times. You could hear them ticking your life away through the wall late at night.
I love detached housing.
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When I was in tech school, my second to last roommate was a drunk. He came home from a bar one night, more drunk than I've ever seen anyone since, and I helped him into the bed above mine. In the middle of the night I wake up to hear what sounds to be a bubbling brook next to our bunk bed. It wasn't, so I told him to go to the bathroom. He heard "bathroom" as "radiator near the window".
Later that night there was spewage, but that's too gross to go into here.
What he should have considered beforehand was me being in a position to have him waking up at 5 am every week morning for a month to clean toilets/urinals.
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My senior year of HS I was in a dorm with 9 other teenaged girls. Most of them, in the morning, either listened to KROQ (the rock station) or Power 103 (the hip hop/R&B station.) One morning, they were doing this thing where the girls listening to KROQ couldn't hear their music, so they turned it up, then the girls listening to Power couldn't hear THEIR music, so THEY turned it up, so on and so forth down the hall, back and forth until you couldn't hear yourself think. I knocked on doors asking people to turn it down but no one wanted to because "If I turn it down I can't hear my music." My room mate and I both were very annoyed; she was trying to finish homework and I was trying to listen quietly to a cd and read a book, and we both had headaches that were starting to throb and aura-ize (we both got migraines.) So I warned her to go to the bathroom and cover her ears, borrowed her stereo (closer to the door and bigger speakers), put in a CD, skipped to a part with a hot banjo solo, turned it up as loud as it would go, and waited. In less than 30 seconds, 8 girls were at my door demanding I turn it down. I told them, "When I can turn it down and hear my music, I'll turn it down." In less than a minute I was able to turn it down (actually off) and hear almost nothing coming from anyone's room. Relief!
Just goes to show that the banjo really is mightier than the sword... Posts: 21182 | Registered: Sep 2004
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You know its funny, as a missionary I had so much more I could have complained about, but I was so stoic about it all. Since then, I have much less to complain about but it bugs me more.
My apartment upstairs faced a busy street, and unfortunately the house next door was occupied by 4 dudes. They regularly invited huge numbers of people to their backyard where they hosted indy rock concerts/battles of the bands etc. You know on a friday/saturday or even SUNDAY night I could understand it, but they tried to do this just about ANY day of the week. Numerous calls to the cops for sound ordinance violation did not put a stop to these insane concerts, and I put up with them for an entire year.
I would have closed the window (but that would have done very little) and my downstairs roommates turned the thermostat up to 75-80+ on a regular basis and still complained that they were cold. No see it all the warm air floated up to my room and settled there. I was sweating like a pig in the middle of winter. But of course I couldn't just switch rooms with the downstairs roommates, they didn't want to "Walk up the stairs with all their stuff."
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my favorite one from living in the dorms was my freshman year when most of the school decided they were bored and would riot after our women's basketball team played in either the final 4 or the championship (I can't recall which).
So on the way back to the dorm from 9:00pm mass we had to dodge bonfires in the street and a suspicious individual walking around with molotov cocktails and 25 or so riot police marching around.
Being the diligent student I was I had of course left my physics homework (which was due monday at 7:00 am) til this point, so I started working on that with a friend while the rest of the floor explored the riot. periodically people would wander in to our room, give us status updates on where the riot was, complain about the effects of teargas (once it got to that point in the night) and/or give us answers to the physics homework gleaned from other classmates while being teargassed. After a few minutes rest they would leave to go back out and another floor member would swap in.
Basically i got a play-by-play of the entire riot as it was happening without getting arrested or teargassed and getting at least one physics answer out of it Posts: 1038 | Registered: Feb 2006
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