So I’ve been living away from home for about 4 years now. I think my karma in life has been on point so far because I’ve always been blessed with the best roommates ever. No, seriously! They’ve taken care of me when I’ve been sick, cheered me up when I broke up, drank with me after a long day’s work – you get the drift, right? Apparently, my case is not universal.
I asked 11 people I know to confess to me the weirdest thing they’d done to their roommate and I think I’m still in shock.
I used to live with a girl two years ago. I used her toothbrush sometimes because I was secretly in love with her.
I go through my roommate’s phone practically every night because she sleeps much before I do.
I’ve used my roommate’s razor to shave my pubes once because I couldn’t find mine. I had an emergency date situation. I’m not proud of it.
I read my roommate’s diary when she was not at home. I was shocked to know what she thinks of me. I hate her ever since.
I once dropped my roommate’s entire dinner on the floor while pulling something out of the fridge. Picked it all up and put it back and he never had a clue.
I hooked up with my roommate’s boyfriend once. I think I’ve tried to be extra nice to her ever since to make up for it. Fun fact: The three of us are taking a trip together next month!
I once masturbated while listening to my roommate having sex with his girlfriend in the next room.
Ate my roommate’s huge bag of chips once while high – and blamed it on our other roommate.
I “borrow” some money from my roommate’s wallet every now and then. He has no idea.
I really want to f*k my roommates mom!
I used to wear my roommate’s bra to work when I couldn’t find mine. But like, I was also dating the “roommate” at the time, so I guess it’s fine.