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So I graduate high school, get in a fight with my parents, and then dramatically moved out. Shortly after I moved out my parents moved to another state.

I look to my friends for a suitable roommate and I thought, "Hmm... Which one would be the best one to live with?"

First off, I'm an introvert, a dedicated worker, and to a degree, a neat freak (once things are clean I keep them that way).

Well, I choose a roommate who I don't really know very well. I know for a fact that he works full-time and has been doing so for some time. So I assumed he would be the best since he could pay bills.

WRONG! OH SWEET JESUS I WAS WRONG.

This dude was the worst with his money. He borrowed from everyone, had awful credit card debt, had an airhead girlfriend, and worst of all, every time I left town for a day or so, WE ALWAYS GOT A NOISE COMPLAINT. So I decided to play on trick on him... I said I was going to SF for the weekend, I left then four hours later I came back... FULL ON PARTY and my roommate was no where in sight.

I was shaking with rage. I broke my bedroom door, a hole in the hallway, our bathroom mirror, and then I broke the front door slamming it when I left... There were like fifteen people in my apartment, I didn't know the majority of them. Not a soul would look me in the eye the whole while I was yelling.

I was released from the lease the following day, I explained to the office staff what happened and they actually were very understanding and even though I lose $700 for the security deposit I still felt like I got lucky.

My next roommate I met on craigslist... No problems at all during the six months I stayed there. I worked weekends, she worked night and went to class during the day, so pretty much I never saw her. Probably for the best anyway...