tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post3607066419474691713..comments2023-05-18T11:19:33.857+02:00Comments on animals stuck to the wall: Too embarrassed to call it anything but number sevenEvilAuntiePerilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-45969071283453863242007-11-30T21:10:00.000+01:002007-11-30T21:10:00.000+01:00This is the sensible approach. I did at one point ...This is the sensible approach. I did at one point live with someone who promoted the idea of better living through accountancy, but it just used to drive the rest of us to tears of frustration as she totted up and divided endless sub-quantities of this and that, and worked out average loo roll consumption with a complex calculation using flat-inhabiting time vs. time spent at work vs. diet (yes, truly) vs. average number of trips. And bizarrely, I never felt like I came out fairly in that situation. But no one did.EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-3012644068004006872007-11-22T19:03:00.000+01:002007-11-22T19:03:00.000+01:00did your flatmate also draw a line on her milk or ...<I>did your flatmate also draw a line on her milk or juice?</I><BR/><BR/>I gasped at the thought that someone could be so clutch-fisted, but on further reflection I am convinced my roommate didn't do that only because she didn't think of it.<BR/><BR/>The roommate who replaced Ms. Clutch-Fist had a very good rule I have since employed with my family: you can have my diet Cokes on the condition you don't ever take the last diet Coke. Of course, the unspoken part of this rule is that one must purchase the occasional diet Coke for return sharing so as not become the other side of a Clutch-Fist: a Mooch.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-54327981563238715712007-11-21T22:02:00.000+01:002007-11-21T22:02:00.000+01:00tricky, thank you for the sympathy. In the latest ...tricky, thank you for the sympathy. In the latest flatmate update, she did collect the bag and left the key. Is is very mean of me to admit that the first thing I did when I came home that day was to carefully count all my DVDs?<BR/><BR/>hi lyvvie, thank you too. I did indeed wash her clothes, but mainly because when there was no prospect of her collecting them, and they were busy smelling up the front bedroom, I decided to donate them to the Czech equivalent of Shelter.<BR/><BR/>hello fiveandfour, I too live and plot for the day I can steal instant noodles from my flatmates. Sadly, their a bit of a luxury item here. Perhaps instant knedlik (dumpling) mix is the Czech equivalent. I will monitor the situation. BTW, did your flatmate also draw a line on her milk or juice?EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-55547117049538916632007-11-20T19:03:00.000+01:002007-11-20T19:03:00.000+01:00The room mate I had back in the day who put labels...The room mate I had back in the day who put labels on all of her food (including on each and every package of Top Ramen - because heaven knows the real reason she'd been invited as a room mate was so we could at last set our nefarious plans in motion that involved the ingestion of 10 packages of beef flavored Top Ramen) and used up all of the hot water every single day just before other people could hop into the shower is starting to look like a real peach in comparison to the parade of egotistical half-wits you've found ;-). Thanks - I feel so much better now that I can re-examine my past in this new light.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-91170501978092314532007-11-19T10:14:00.000+01:002007-11-19T10:14:00.000+01:00Not your responsibility to send her her things. Sh...Not your responsibility to send her her things. She needs to get some backbone and collect them. Bloody coward, she is.<BR/><BR/>But, Auntie...you washed her clothes for her?<BR/><BR/>(Word verification for today is: Hungjaja. This made me smile.)Lyvviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03660287093457746992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-43468853717948840102007-11-17T10:56:00.000+01:002007-11-17T10:56:00.000+01:00Idiotic and immature moron! (the former flatmate, ...Idiotic and immature moron! (the former flatmate, not you!)<BR/><BR/>I would have sold all clothing and shoes, in fact all possessions left behind, on eBay "to defray expenses" as a friend of mine puts it.<BR/><BR/>I am full of righteous indignation on your behalf.The Richardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00002778113412823107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-49999975190599075032007-11-13T19:18:00.000+01:002007-11-13T19:18:00.000+01:00Thanks for the encouragement, yvonne. So far, the ...Thanks for the encouragement, yvonne. So far, the doormat has remained firmly up.<BR/><BR/>In fact, in breaking developments, flatmate and my missing key will return briefly to collect bag. I was feeling guilty until I checked flight prices for the promised time of arrival, and realised the return ticket for that day was less than £50. Hopefully, she'll leave the key this time.EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-71823681519765724582007-11-12T23:57:00.000+01:002007-11-12T23:57:00.000+01:00Auntie! Do not be a doormat. Blame it on PMS, or m...Auntie! Do not be a doormat. Blame it on PMS, or mismatched socks or even global warming!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com