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Wow, aren't I just the whiner these days....
I hate when you let someone stay at your place, and they do nothing but (either one or all of these): whine about the accomodations, make a mess, or mess with your stuff.
My boyfriend's friend spent the night at my place Saturday night. He had stayed here before earlier in March, but he had a gf with him at the time, and he was totally different back then. This time I feel he was completely unappreciative of a place to stay and generally just pissed me off.
My bf's parents wouldn't let him stay at their place. So I let him stay here versus sleeping in his car. You would think he would be grateful and take a place to stay without bitching.
Of course not.
He had to bitch that I don't have air conditioning.....well, I didn't have my unit installed yet (my dad was going to install it on Sunday).
Look buddy...I have been living here for 2 years so far without air conditioning. Does it suck? Sure it does! That's why I finally got a unit, duh. But how did I manage before I could afford one? Let's see....box fans, ceiling fans, opening my windows....yes, I know it was a scorcher this weekend. And trust me, I hate humidity and a sweltering place as much as anyone else. But hey, would you rather sleep in your car?
He did nothing but bitch and whine the entire evening about how hot it was. He even begged me to drag out my A/C unit, get a pile of towels, and just turn it in and let it blow around the apartment. Ok....and waste a pile of towels when the water leaked out of it. Speaking of towels.....he and my bf brought their OWN towels for the next day going tubing down the river. But no...he couldn't use his OWN towel to shower at my place or if he wanted A/C that badly....we had to use MINE. I don't have many towels. I have enough for MYSELF...so that I don't end up having to do a load of towels every single week.
On top of that....every 5 seconds he had to ask for something. "Do you have a nail clipper?" "Do you have this?" "Do you have that?"....look, I wouldn't mind if he wanted ice or water or soda....but every fucking five minutes he had some kind of favor to ask.
Then he remembered that he forgot a lanyard or something to hang his keys on for when they went tubing the next day. So he sees my lanyard from my bikini contest that I have proudly hanging in my apartment, and asks if he can HAVE it for tomorrow.
Why sure, buddy.....I just leave all the stuff in my apartment that I DON'T want just laying around for people to have! Idiot...the stuff I don't want is crammed in my spare room. Who just asks people if they can have random things they see in other people's houses?
Then we went out for the night....when we got back....he was still throwing a fit about the heat (it was nearly 2 am and not nearly as hot as it had been earlier that day!) and he was checking ALL of my windows to make sure they were open and he was looking around my apartment for another fan, even though I assured him that ALL of the fans he saw were the only ones I had! Then he started messing with my window shades.......that's another pet peeve. I work night shifts....those shades stay DOWN at all times unless I move them. You don't need the shades open at 2 am for Christ sake.
I swear, you give someone an inch, they want a mile.
I hate when you let someone stay at your place, and they do nothing but (either one or all of these): whine about the accomodations, make a mess, or mess with your stuff.
My boyfriend's friend spent the night at my place Saturday night. He had stayed here before earlier in March, but he had a gf with him at the time, and he was totally different back then. This time I feel he was completely unappreciative of a place to stay and generally just pissed me off.
My bf's parents wouldn't let him stay at their place. So I let him stay here versus sleeping in his car. You would think he would be grateful and take a place to stay without bitching.
Of course not.
He had to bitch that I don't have air conditioning.....well, I didn't have my unit installed yet (my dad was going to install it on Sunday).
Look buddy...I have been living here for 2 years so far without air conditioning. Does it suck? Sure it does! That's why I finally got a unit, duh. But how did I manage before I could afford one? Let's see....box fans, ceiling fans, opening my windows....yes, I know it was a scorcher this weekend. And trust me, I hate humidity and a sweltering place as much as anyone else. But hey, would you rather sleep in your car?
He did nothing but bitch and whine the entire evening about how hot it was. He even begged me to drag out my A/C unit, get a pile of towels, and just turn it in and let it blow around the apartment. Ok....and waste a pile of towels when the water leaked out of it. Speaking of towels.....he and my bf brought their OWN towels for the next day going tubing down the river. But no...he couldn't use his OWN towel to shower at my place or if he wanted A/C that badly....we had to use MINE. I don't have many towels. I have enough for MYSELF...so that I don't end up having to do a load of towels every single week.
On top of that....every 5 seconds he had to ask for something. "Do you have a nail clipper?" "Do you have this?" "Do you have that?"....look, I wouldn't mind if he wanted ice or water or soda....but every fucking five minutes he had some kind of favor to ask.
Then he remembered that he forgot a lanyard or something to hang his keys on for when they went tubing the next day. So he sees my lanyard from my bikini contest that I have proudly hanging in my apartment, and asks if he can HAVE it for tomorrow.
Why sure, buddy.....I just leave all the stuff in my apartment that I DON'T want just laying around for people to have! Idiot...the stuff I don't want is crammed in my spare room. Who just asks people if they can have random things they see in other people's houses?
Then we went out for the night....when we got back....he was still throwing a fit about the heat (it was nearly 2 am and not nearly as hot as it had been earlier that day!) and he was checking ALL of my windows to make sure they were open and he was looking around my apartment for another fan, even though I assured him that ALL of the fans he saw were the only ones I had! Then he started messing with my window shades.......that's another pet peeve. I work night shifts....those shades stay DOWN at all times unless I move them. You don't need the shades open at 2 am for Christ sake.
I swear, you give someone an inch, they want a mile.
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