Sunday, 20 September 2009

The Prodigal Twatmate Returns

He is back from holiday and it looks like someone's forgotten their sunblock.

I even helped the moron bring his bag upstairs. I think he said thanks but I can't remember if he did or not. Maybe it's because I don't give a shit. Anyway, the advert's snared two people who both want to meet the twat.

I feel like he's going to sabotage this.

I asked him when he could meet them to sort something out and he refused to give me a date. This is fucked up. Why on earth am I jumping through all these hoops? Sure, I want to leave and it's my responsibility to find someone to move in here after I leave, but I could just as easily withold the rent for a month and then just move the fuck out. I've gone to all the effort of trying to find someone who will genuinely be a good flatmate and now the end is in sight the twat is being really unhelpful. This is a wee bit out of order if you ask me.

The two people who came to see the room seemed really lovely. One of them is a sweet girl who works in marketing, but works for the same company I work for, so this could possibly disqualify her because I don't want her to come running to me when the twatmate upsets her. The other is German, 'nuff said Jah?

The latter is probably a better candidate as she seems quite strong willed and will not put up with the twat's shite, but I have a feeling that if he were to meet either one of them, then he'd choose the former. I think I may not tell him about her to avoid any unpleasantness at work. Does this make me A Bad Person?

Oh, also, I had a wee bit of last minute doubt about moving out of here after cleaning up the place. The new place I'm going to be moving into has no dishwasher and the room is also smaller. It does seem like it has more storage space though. However, when a polite request to the twat to turn down the shite TV he was playing at earsplitting volume yielded a reply of "I've only got it up so loud because you two are chatting so loudly" I was reminded double quick about why I'm getting the fuck out. That and the fact that it will cost me £200 a month less and allow me to live with some people who actually seem decent.

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