Sunday, October 25, 2009

Roommate Dilemma?

I'm not one to bash my roommates, pick fights with them, or particularly start drama for the heck of it (I like to believe I'm too grown for that as should others), but every once in a while I find myself biting my tongue extra hard to keep from lashing out at probably the most inappropriate times to put someone in there in place (not that I'm about to be putting anyone in there place), but you get my point.

Most roommate dilemmas occur from lack of communication and as a Communication major, I like to think that I know what I'm doing when it comes to communication, but apparently I'm not, or maybe I'm just an easy target. My roommate, in particular, is one of those girls who asks you for something and because you say yes, they naturally assume you mean whenever you want, don't bother asking, take it, don't be modest in how much you take, just do it. In no such way do I ever mean that. If it's something that I figure I have quite a quantity of and if I instruct you/tell you to have it without necessarily asking, then by all means, do so. If I haven't done so, keep your damn hands off my stuff and leave them alone in peace.
Now, this upset is over food, because I love food and I love to eat. But what if we wore the same size clothes and shoes? Would she just dress herself in my things and keep it moving like it was ok?
There are lines that are simply meant to not get crossed and as much as I try to tell myself maybe it's a cultural difference, I keep seeing a smaller and smaller cultural line. I mean, we're both from NY, she grew up in Brooklyn and I grew up in Queens. Our differences, she's Jewish, I'm not. She's white, and I'm not. But for some strange reason, I don't feel like that is enough of a reason for there to be drastic differences. Do you get what I'm saying here?

It's not only the food thing. It's the courtesy factor. She expects all the courtesy yet never bothers to give you any.

If she walks into the room and your playing music, she wants you to turn it off, but if you're trying to fall asleep or doing homework, she stays on her laptop video chatting and yapping away at the top of her lungs. She always wants to use your stuff, but never offers her stuff to be used.

I mean, I understand she's living with 3 other black girls (including myself) but that doesn't mean she has to act that way. We respect her things and her space and time, the least she could do is respect ours.

Needless to say, I'm back on campus and not a particularly happy camper at the moment. Here's hoping that things will get better over the course of the week.