Monday, October 13, 2008

Let The Meeting Commence...

So we had our lil roommate meeting today. Number one and most important on the list was the damn cat. We presented our side of the story and he went back and forth about how it isn't that bad. It seemed like he was making light of the situation. I will stop typing my feelings about that right now, cuz it ain't nice or pretty. Moving on... We said put the cat in your room and he said he didn't want it climbing on his things. Would you prefer he climbs over our food? We went back and forth about the cat for 20 minutes... well the cat keeps mice down and all kinds of other bullshit. I finally put my foot down. I am paying such and such for such and such and this is a community area. I do not want the cat around my food. If that is the case then we need to talk about lowering my rent right now. As a matter of fact you can hold your breathe on November's check until we get some way for me to eat in this MF. So Sonny says that the cat is not his and that he just can't give it away. Well then you need to get on the phone ASAP and talk to whoever the cat belongs to and tell him Kitty is packing his bags. He gets a week... ONE WEEK to find the cat a place other than our eating area. I told him that I wanted him to understand that this was THE problem I have and that there will be no peace until the matter is handled. Now if he wants to see me act up... try me.

We also discussed the refrigerator/freezer. How about more than half the food in there is left over from previous roommates. Are you kidding? That's years of stuff in there. Then he had the nerve while cleaning it to ask me if I wanted any of it. Do I seem like I would want the brown frozen chicken. Really? I just looked at him. He's downstairs now cleaning. I'm not living in a pig-pen. I pay too much in rent to live in one. Clean this shit up!!! I now have my own shelf in the frig and some cabinets for my dry foods. I am bleaching it all tomorrow.

Oh and before I forget. How about he said a maid comes once a week. Please tell me what he or she is cleaning? Asked if we wanted to clip in. You lost your mind.

All and all... the meeting went okay. We got some things checked off the list but the battle is not won. We are going to teach Sonny how to keep house. You would think since he is an M.D. that he would understand the importance of cleanliness. Missed that lesson...

Ok... I'm out. I'm going out for pizza and beer. I could use some.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

okay. Is that idiot really a doc or is he in medical school? Regardless, that is one person I definitely want anywhere near me in the hospital. If he personally lives like a slob, I know he doesn't practice clean doctor habits. I think i'm gonna throw up now. eeeeewwwwwwww!!!!

Peanut said...

Yes ma'am, he is a doctor. Got M.D. behind his name. It is scary knowing how his habits are at home... wouldn't want him treating my bunions knowing how he gets down.

SeraPhoenixW said...

Wow...ewwwwwww. He doesn't want the cat on his things, but he expects you to have it on yours? Yeah ok. And a maid? HA!

Hope it works out well cuz that's some bull.