In all seriousness Jimbo the consensus from other board members who have met you (including myself) is that you're a cool guy to hang out with, you're friendly and you've got a charming personality... But on the internet you seem to find ways to portray yourself as a jackass on almost a daily basis. Its uncanny really. I was just having a little fun joking around with ya, apologies for going a bit overboard. I just have a knack for exposing the flaws in people for the sake of humor. I am aware that this makes me a jackass too. You just have somehow failed to see the irony time and time again of you calling other people out for doing the same thing you do, and then acting offended when other people reciprocate said jackassery. You continually say you're not a bad guy in real life, and you're just misunderstood on the board. Well... that may be true, but your style of deep-cutting insults and jerk humor don't translate as well on a text-based medium and you have failed to ever adjust your style to make up for it. I mean come on dude, just admit that you can dish it out but can't take it back. You continually call people out for no particular reason, and then you wonder why people do the same thing to do. I believe it is called Newton's Third Law of Motion. You stubbornly stick to your creed of "this is just who I am in real life, why should I change" and all some of us are trying to do is explain how you've failed entirely to reproduce a carbon copy of yourself on this text-based medium in which tone and sarcasm cannot be easily deciphered.
Well, you just might get your STORY soon, Lady_Di. But... a different kind of story... And moestavern19, just accept me as a friend on FaceBook like it suggests to you, you JERK!!!! ^yeah, FYL, I know
And in all seriousness, I have been here for ten years, and for the first nine there was no problem. I'd get called out occasionally and it was all in good fun. However, since my last banning on my "soup" comment, there have been a select few who won't let it go, and call me out for anything, and it has gotten old. I know a lot of you don't necessarily see it, but I do.
Am I the only who thinks that it's not a good idea to sleep in the living room? The way your roommates confronted you and the reasons they used may not be entirely appropriate, but I think you are at fault here for sleeping in the common area, which everyone pays for. You said it yourself that you did this 3 out of 5 nights, and that's far too frequent. I don't know, but I'd be a little urked if I were in your roommates' shoes.
I would also argue that a bed in the bedroom is a lot more comfortable than a sofa in the living room to sleep, isn't it?
Freshman year at UTSA in the one dorm on campus. I'm there for a full week before my roommate shows up. I'm not even 18 and he's this 20 yr old redneck from Victoria via West Virginia. I had called the guy before the semester to see what he was bringing (nothing) and what he was like. I told him that (early 90's mind you) I was into the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Pearl Jam, all the usual grunge at the time. He had no idea who any of those were. So after about a week, my dad is in town for work and takes me out to dinner for my birthday. When we get back to the room, he had called my mother to check in. Neither one of us noticed it at the time, but while we were gone, my roommate finally decided to decorate his side of the room...with centerfolds from some of the most hardcore p*rn mags in existence. My dad was mid-sentence when he noticed it and his jaw hit the ground. I thought my head was going to explode when I saw it. After my dad left, the roomy came back. I said "WTF did you hang on the wall?" I had a girlfriend in the dorm at the time. I told him he had to take it down. There was no way any girl was going to come in our room ever and, well, not that I'm against p*rn, but these things were just disturbing. He couldn't figure out why I asked him to take them down. He finally did, begrudgingly. It was just strange, though. After that, I made no effort to hang out with the guy.
I have 2 stories: When I was going to Blinn JC my first semester I had a redneck roommate. I really didn't spend much time in the dorm, but instead crashed with friends that had apartments. This is the guy that would see me at parties and think since he was "technically" my roommate that we were best friends. Well I come to find out that this guy has one of the most massive p*rn stashes that I could have ever imagined. Not only that, but he was basically the blockbuster of p*rn at the dorm. There apparently was people constantly coming in and out of the room to rent these videos from him. Once I found this out I refused to sleep or touch anything in that room again. He was creepy enough already, but this put him over the top. The second story involves my second roommate at Blinn and Chris Andersen. My roommate was a midget. He was a little under 4' tall and had one hell of an attitude. At first he seemed like a cool guy, but that didn't last long. Me and Chris hung out every day in college. He would come over to our dorm room and hang out, play video games, then we would leave to go drink and play dominos at friends apartments. I don't know if it was the size (Chris 6'10, him 3'10) that pissed him off or what because he HATED Chris. They would always argue and mess with each other. He would call Chris names then Chris would point out how hairy he was, then we would leave. This happened on an almost daily basis. Well since he hated Chris he started to hate me. I was always really cool with him, but he just had this horrible attitude. One of those people that refuse to allow you to be cool with them. My roommate was the basketball team manager and one day got mad at Chris and they went at each other verbally at the end of a practice. Well my roommate comes back to the room and is trying to take it out on me. Then we got into it with each other and I left. Needless to say I didn't spend much time in my dorm room after that, just to escape his crappy attitude. But to see those two go at it was very entertaining.
heading into my junior year i moved out into the apts right by UCLA I found the place through the UCLA off-campus housing website that has various roommate/apt listings so it was a total random roommate thing for me. Generally I like living with random people since its a great way for me to meet new people and just to learn more about myself. Anyways so my roommate was this pretty weird guy named ryan...he was really quiet and kept to himself. I had to share a room with this guy and for the most part it didnt really bother me. Ryan and a bunch of really cute friends that were girls that he would bring over often so that was a pretty win situation. So they would be hanging out in our room and eventually I started to talk to them and vice-versa to be a nice person. One of them in particular, Michelle, was really cute and we got along really well. She lived in the building next door so she would come over often enough and she invited me over to her place once. Apparently none of this sat well with Ryan (who was gay but was in the closet at that time, he came out after I moved out of there) but Ryan never said anything. Anyways so Michelle and I became somewhat close and all and then I noticed Ryan never said a single word to me and would always start talking underneath his breath around me usually cussing/insulting me. One day one of our former roommates Eric (who moved out of the apt a month after I had moved in) pretty much lived at the apt even though he didnt live there anymore myself and the other 2 guys living there were all close friends saw this whole dynamic going on. He sort of starting it all and would often tease me in front of Ryan if I was going to go see Michelle that night etc. So one day I come home from class and Eric comes up to me and goes "Dude you wont believe this!!" For whatever reason (maybe because they were both English majors) Ryan had asked Eric to go over one of his papers and told him that he left it in the room in his desk. So Eric while looking for the paper came across Ryan's diary. Yes Ryan kept a diary. Eric being the ass clown that he was starting reading the diary entries from the day Ryan had moved into the apt till present day. (roughly 3 months worth) Apparently Ryan thought I was a pretty cool guy and said that he was glad to have found a nice roommate....this was on day 1. Towards the end once I started to get to know Michelle, Ryan wrote how he hated me and wish that he could tear apart my flesh and stick hot irons into my eyeballs till they completely melted. He also wanted to take a knife to my back and carve in the words "F'ing A-hole" (of course not censored) so that it would be there and I would be scared for life. There was a few other things in there like how he wished that everytime I went home that I would get into a fatal car accident and never return. It was pretty shocking when Eric told my other two roommates they started freaking out because they didnt want to live with a psycho like that. About a month later I moved out of that apt and apparently Ryan was the happiest guy ever. I still was friends with Michelle but I moved a bit further away since it was cheaper so we didnt see each other as often. My other roommate though who was also friends with Michelle's roommate (i think her name was Zelda or Zenda) who was also Ryan's friend starting to go out with her. Apparently he became the new target of Ryan's madness as my buddy started to get the death plans and wishes in the diary. (Once Eric found out where the diary was he made a weekly habit to read it) Ryan was asked to move out (or he moved out) after he started having his written attacks towards Alfredo (who was the person on the lease of the apt) I ran into Michelle on campus a few times and we hung out and had some fun since then. I told her afterwards what Ryan had written in his diary and she said that she didnt understand why Ryan would be so mad since he was gay and her and her roommate were always trying to find him a guy to hook up with. I actually didnt see Ryan at all again until like my last quarter there at the food court. He was in line in front of me I tried to say Hi and asked how things were going and he just look at me and got out of line and walked away.
You know, the guy who puts the nerdy guy in the locker probably has some self-esteem and ego issues too, if not MORE than the nerd.. so you putting this guy in the locker is actually more harm than him putting the nerd in the locker.. Just real logic to dismiss your "cool" actions. If you were real "cool", you would sit both of them down and talk about life and how both of them needed some work, both socially and mentally.
freshman year in a 3 bedroom dorm suite setup. me and my normal roommate were on our way to class when i realized i had left my book in my room. i open the door to the suite and out pops our other roommate from my room only wearing his boxers and holding a roll of TP. Homeboy was using my computer when i was gone to jerk.
