Roommates

Now let me tell you about the laziness aside from the chores.

Postmates for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Yeah. Just wait.

This man never makes a meal for himself other than instant oatmeal and scrambled eggs from time to time.

The smell of instant oatmeal mixed with protein powder is pretty awful…

He goes through so much pot in a week. Like A LOT. And I thought I smoked a lot.

Yo – I get it, potheads can be lazy….but that also doesn’t have to be a stereotype all the time.

“Bro, I wish Postmates would come up to the door and deliver….” he would say.

Oh wow….so inconvenient that you’re ordering dinner and you have to get off your ass for the 3rd time today…. to walk out the front door and into the street…. to go grab your food….. that you’re too lazy to cook or pick up yourself.

Oh my goodness. WHAT an inconvenience.

So one day I’m at home after doing a million things as always….

The door rings.

Dogs bark.

I go and see who’s there.

“Order for Cristian” He smiled

“Oh…. thanks!”

I grab the bag that he held up in front of me and said thank you so much!

Instantly I experienced a wave gratitude for something that wasn’t even for me.

And a simple thought raced by.

The kind of thought you just say out loud. Naturally.

“Gosh, that was so nice of him. You should give the guy a tip! He brought it all the way to the door.”

I then wondered how he got into the community without a fob?

Immediately after, my roommate snaps and says….

“maybe you shouldn’t tell me what to do.”

My heart sunk….

Why…..

Why did I deserve to be snapped at like that?

Was what I said that bad?

That harmful?

It was just a comment douchebag.

“You can do whatever the FUCK you want to do OBVIOUSLY. ‘Should’ does not mean you HAVE to….. it’s a fucking friendly suggestion”

I said with rage.

Really? A dollar. You couldn’t spare a dollar on Uber eats or whatever.

Douche.

Maybe it’s a small thing but a lot of small things added up to that uncalled for moment where I just gave up trying to be nice to him.

From that point on I realized what kind of a relationship he wanted.

I guess you really are a just a roomate. Not my friend.

Roommates suck.