masterofmidgets | Reason #78 I Hate My Roommate

Okay, so before my roommate left for New York for the week, she gave me a mini-lecture about taking the trash out at some point while was she was gone. Which, alright, I'll give her that one. I'm pretty lazy and terrible about remembering to do things like that, she's almost always the one to take our trash out. I could use a little prodding, and it's not fair to assume that she'll always do it. Nothing wrong there, even if the lecture was a bit eye-rollingly condecending.

EXCEPT. When she left for the airport, she left a tray of half-eaten food on the FLOOR. What the fucking hell? That's beyond lazy into just DISGUSTING. And after she told me off about taking the trash out, I'm kind of pissed off about it.

I just have to keep telling myself: ONE MORE WEEK AND I WILL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN.