my housemate predicament

Posted: March 29, 2011 in my life today
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I’m truly at a loss. I’ve had no sleep, I’m out of cigarettes because I’m trying to quit, and I’m fairly grouchy. It’s not turning into a good day for the last day before I start my new job. Happy Fucking Sunday to me. This is about my housemate Cindy and her boyfriend Nick (who does NOT live with us).

I awoke at 2:20 to them coming home, arguing loudly the whole time. Around 3, I confronted Nick and was told that he didn’t give a fuck, and that we “could throw down right now” if I had issues. I said I’d just call the police, and he said he didn’t give a fuck about the police. They argued loudly until 4, then Nick finally laid down on the couch. About 6 he started up again, she asked him to leave several times….”get the fuck out of my house” to be exact, several times. He refused, kept arguing, and finally she left, leaving him outside by himself locked out of the house. He broke into the house, ripping the screen on the front window, and coming inside to help himself to more of Cindy’s beer and going to her room to watch TV. She finally came back home, they argued some more, and finally getting him to leave with her at 8 am.

Adding to this, on Nick’s birthday earlier this week, they argued while they were at a bar, he showed up without her, went into her room and removed his things, along with throwing her TV on the floor. (no damage, thankfully). He then left. She came home a short while later. He showed up at 6:30 the next morning, banging on the window to her room, and got her to go outside where they proceeded to argue. I finally went out and told Nick to quiet down, to which he responded “I don’t give a fuck!” I told him we had neighbors and it’s 6:30 in the morning and that he had BETTER give a fuck. Cindy got him into the car and they left.

Now I refrained from calling the police for Cindy’s sake (my housemate). She was drunk, and trying her best to shut him up, he just wouldn’t stop or even quiet down. I have decided that if this occurs again, I’m calling the police immediately, but that doesn’t help with the situation at the moment. The fact that she kept leaving with him this morning to take him home, but kept BRINGING HIM BACK is bugging the living fuck out of me. I’m not sure, but I think he’s still sleeping in her room now.

Now, mind you, Cindy has lived here for over a year. This is the first time we’ve ever had any issue, and frankly my issue isn’t with her, it’s with her “former” drug addict boyfriend who is so on-again-off-again that it looks like a merry-go-round. But this is also the first time I’ve had to involve myself because of his being so highly disrespectful in our home. He has also never treated either of us in this way. So, that’s my life today. Well, as of Sunday morning….the main event happened saturday night/sunday morning. It’s just so much FUN! yay. So now I’m trying to figure out what I should do, what I can legally do, and how much of an impact whatever I choose to do is going to have on our friendship (cindy and I, that is…I couldn’t give a shit about Nick).

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