Don't make me laugh! Bitterly!
Oct. 14th, 2008 02:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
laliginOh dear. I seem to have annoyed our flatmates - or one and a half of them, anyway. (One stormed off before I could outargue her, the other stayed and agreed I wasn't being unreasonable with my solution for the main problem...)
It's all about the air freshener, sweethearts. Flatmate 1, who is here least of any of us, goes home every weekend, is loudest of the lot particularly at godawful times of the morning, thinks our flat stinks. She insists she can't live in such a stench.
She says this today. I spent the whole weekend cleaning. The most I've ever seen her do is waste fairy liquid as she rinses individual plates and cutlery after her meals.
I suggest that if she doesn't like the smell of the place, she could try opening windows before she plugs in a manufactured, overpowering scent that makes me gag and retch whenever I walk into the kitchen.
She says she does open windows, but she'll take the air freshener over the reek of this place any day.
I ask when the last time she cleaned the kitchen was.
She flies into an immediate rage and insists she (and she alone, I noted) "cleaned the whole place" after I "complained about one dirty dish" - which is utterly untrue. The incident she refers to took place during the Breaking Of The Window. The kitchen at the time was in a state of emergency - my baking trays had unknown foodstuffs burnt onto them and were abandoned on top of teatowels on the floor (yes, those towels we use to dry our dishes with) while ketchup and mayonnaise had got just about everywhere it was conceivable to get, and various stained dishes, cups (some half full of congealing tea) and cooking implements were strewn across every surface and then some. Cold chicken pieces were still lying around, likewise random corn on the cob sections. While I was standing holding the kitchen window in against gale force winds to prevent it from breaking free, potentially ripping the window frame out of the wall, and utterly destroying whichever piece of furniture it chose to hit first (never mind water damage to anything from the rain) and she and her boyfriend were sitting on the sofa watching me struggle to hold said window in place, I got annoyed enough to politely mention that I hadn't been able to cook in there that night.
The next day, while I was at uni, she and Flatmate 2 (who stayed to hear the compromises) cleaned their dishes. That was all they did. It made a vast improvement, but it hardly amounts to "cleaning the whole place", I think. Unless she really did and decided to put that rotting mop and burnt dish back in place...
I (and Shadowbyrd) have taken the bins out every single time so far. She has broken the bin lid.
Just thought I'd mention that.
But since this was all about the air freshener, she essentially resorted to screaming at me to stop turning the bloody thing off. As she left, I was trying to point out that if she would turn it off when she left, I'd turn it on when I left.
She failed to listen to that part. Flatmate 2 agreed it was fair.
Though Flatmate 1 also insisted I should stop trying to dominate the flat. Yes. Because every time I've walked into the kitchen and she and many friends have been watching TV or just sprawling around chatting, I have of course thrown them out and demanded priority for that programme I wanted to see on BBC. That would explain why my iPlayer was telling me off for downloading so much so quickly.
And clearly, I am so desperate to get my own way about the air freshener that I won't just settle for flicking the switch whenever I enter the room (which is the f***ing simplest solution, really), I will go and hide it behind the fridge so nobody else can change the settings.
I kid you not. I was getting a headache from the perfume, and checked every plug in sight to find the damn thing. I'd noticed the fridge/freezer had randomly been hauled two inches away from the worktop, which meant the breadbin could no longer be tucked into a handy corner, which annoyed me, but it was Shadowbyrd who found the air freshener behind there. And since we were cooking, and I don't like my beefburgers to be disinfectant flavoured, I turned it off. How very dominating of me.
Flatmate 2 simply decided I'm rude because I don't say hello every time she walks into the kitchen and I'm there. Apparently a smile and a wave is not enough. And apologising for any time that I have unintentionally ignored her, or my distracted wave-without-looking-round has not been observed apparently didn't make all that much of a difference.
Note to self: must learn error of ways.
Additional note to self: next time I hoover the hallway, perhaps I should only focus on the areas outside mine and Shadowbyrd's rooms... I wouldn't want to dominate.
(Now I'm completely not in the mood for that Jack/Ianto/Tosh fic I was going to write. >:( )
It's all about the air freshener, sweethearts. Flatmate 1, who is here least of any of us, goes home every weekend, is loudest of the lot particularly at godawful times of the morning, thinks our flat stinks. She insists she can't live in such a stench.
She says this today. I spent the whole weekend cleaning. The most I've ever seen her do is waste fairy liquid as she rinses individual plates and cutlery after her meals.
I suggest that if she doesn't like the smell of the place, she could try opening windows before she plugs in a manufactured, overpowering scent that makes me gag and retch whenever I walk into the kitchen.
She says she does open windows, but she'll take the air freshener over the reek of this place any day.
I ask when the last time she cleaned the kitchen was.
She flies into an immediate rage and insists she (and she alone, I noted) "cleaned the whole place" after I "complained about one dirty dish" - which is utterly untrue. The incident she refers to took place during the Breaking Of The Window. The kitchen at the time was in a state of emergency - my baking trays had unknown foodstuffs burnt onto them and were abandoned on top of teatowels on the floor (yes, those towels we use to dry our dishes with) while ketchup and mayonnaise had got just about everywhere it was conceivable to get, and various stained dishes, cups (some half full of congealing tea) and cooking implements were strewn across every surface and then some. Cold chicken pieces were still lying around, likewise random corn on the cob sections. While I was standing holding the kitchen window in against gale force winds to prevent it from breaking free, potentially ripping the window frame out of the wall, and utterly destroying whichever piece of furniture it chose to hit first (never mind water damage to anything from the rain) and she and her boyfriend were sitting on the sofa watching me struggle to hold said window in place, I got annoyed enough to politely mention that I hadn't been able to cook in there that night.
The next day, while I was at uni, she and Flatmate 2 (who stayed to hear the compromises) cleaned their dishes. That was all they did. It made a vast improvement, but it hardly amounts to "cleaning the whole place", I think. Unless she really did and decided to put that rotting mop and burnt dish back in place...
I (and Shadowbyrd) have taken the bins out every single time so far. She has broken the bin lid.
Just thought I'd mention that.
But since this was all about the air freshener, she essentially resorted to screaming at me to stop turning the bloody thing off. As she left, I was trying to point out that if she would turn it off when she left, I'd turn it on when I left.
She failed to listen to that part. Flatmate 2 agreed it was fair.
Though Flatmate 1 also insisted I should stop trying to dominate the flat. Yes. Because every time I've walked into the kitchen and she and many friends have been watching TV or just sprawling around chatting, I have of course thrown them out and demanded priority for that programme I wanted to see on BBC. That would explain why my iPlayer was telling me off for downloading so much so quickly.
And clearly, I am so desperate to get my own way about the air freshener that I won't just settle for flicking the switch whenever I enter the room (which is the f***ing simplest solution, really), I will go and hide it behind the fridge so nobody else can change the settings.
I kid you not. I was getting a headache from the perfume, and checked every plug in sight to find the damn thing. I'd noticed the fridge/freezer had randomly been hauled two inches away from the worktop, which meant the breadbin could no longer be tucked into a handy corner, which annoyed me, but it was Shadowbyrd who found the air freshener behind there. And since we were cooking, and I don't like my beefburgers to be disinfectant flavoured, I turned it off. How very dominating of me.
Flatmate 2 simply decided I'm rude because I don't say hello every time she walks into the kitchen and I'm there. Apparently a smile and a wave is not enough. And apologising for any time that I have unintentionally ignored her, or my distracted wave-without-looking-round has not been observed apparently didn't make all that much of a difference.
Note to self: must learn error of ways.
Additional note to self: next time I hoover the hallway, perhaps I should only focus on the areas outside mine and Shadowbyrd's rooms... I wouldn't want to dominate.
(Now I'm completely not in the mood for that Jack/Ianto/Tosh fic I was going to write. >:( )
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Date: 2008-10-14 01:47 am (UTC)You need new flatmates.
Seriously.
I'd have killed someone by now.
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Date: 2008-10-14 01:49 am (UTC)Eheh. Hugs much appreciated. How's you at the moment?
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Date: 2008-10-14 02:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 02:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 04:00 am (UTC)i know what you mean about those plug-in air fresheners, they give me the WORST headaches ever
i'd take it and shove it up her... nose
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Date: 2008-10-14 05:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 08:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 10:40 am (UTC)And those air fresheners are horrible.
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Date: 2008-10-14 11:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 05:56 pm (UTC)And the idiots just set the smoke alarm off again, right this instant.
(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 01:33 pm (UTC)You cannot reason with someone like that - you can only take appropriate action.
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Date: 2008-10-14 05:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 04:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-14 05:59 pm (UTC)And they just set the smoke alarm off again. Don't make me kill someone...
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Date: 2008-10-15 06:10 pm (UTC)They think you were being unreasonable before? That's so unreasonable I doubt they'd even know it was you. Win.
Anyway, they're being ridiculous and those things smell dreadful. Even if it smelled like cookies and rainbows, imposing an unwanted smell on people 24/7 sounds maybe a little...dominating?
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Date: 2008-10-15 09:53 pm (UTC)And I may have slightly decided to out-petty them anyway... There are now no coasters in the kitchen. No Radio Times. No fruit bowl. No cereal. No salt. No ketchup. No fridge magnets. No tea towels. Basically, anything that was mine that made it look like people actually *lived* here, I removed. They're having to use their own stuff now. Apart from the fairy liquid, which is Sarah's and thus was not touched.
^_^' I am slightly ashamed of myself, but nobody knows how to do petty like me...
Oh, and they've moved on to a scented candle, now, which apparently was left burning all day while everyone was out...