New house, new weirdness

Did you miss my housemate rants?

Well, now you're gonna get handyman rants (aka guy who is trusted by the landlord with all house related things and lives upstairs, who also has keys to our flat and rooms without our permission, who wants to dictate how we recycle and makes us keep our rubbish in our garden, who also has left his scooter in our kitchen for a month etc) on top of those.

Update 1:
So, last night after Clinton and I fell asleep we heard someone knocking loudly on our window. Apparently the handyman locked himself out, and instead of calling or texting his housemates (one of which is actually his best mate), he deemed it appropriate to wake Clinton and I up.
Not only did he not apologise properly when I told him he woke us up, he was also laughing.
Then he proceeded to go upstairs to break into his room and was banging and slamming to get in.
Needless to say I got so pissed off and restless I couldn't sleep until almost 2am. And now I have to go to work feeling like a zombie.

Update 2:
The housemates.

Disrespectful, not washing our stuff after they use it (we made the mistake to allow them to use our kitchen utensils), not cleaning after themselves, the guy of the couple never cleaning at all, leaving a mess in the sink, on the hob, in the oven and in the bathroom, especially after taking a shower. They also keep fighting and the girl is crying, which is very uncomfortable and upsetting.

Update 3:
So, apart from having to deal with the landlord's handyman being the rubbish police (aka forcing us to keep our rubbish in our backyard and constantly complaining about the rubbish), he now became the internet police as well!
The prick changed the router and the settings so Internet is restricted! And he blocked us from having access to the settings!
I am so fucking pissed off!
I had to use all my Greek mobile data and got charged 2 euros as well.
We paid the asshole £8 per room for wifi, even though the landlord has said it would be £2-3 per month, and we can't even use the Internet!

Update 4:
So, it's 12.30am, I need to wake up in 7 hours, but one of our housemates just came back from work and she's in the kitchen (our kitchen doesn't have a door) speaking loudly on the phone.
Sometimes I wonder, are people fucking inconsiderate or plain stupid?

Update 5:
The handyman knocked on the door the other day, and invited himself in basically. When I asked him if he gave any of the housemates 24-hour notice before he came over he said "Why should I?" I responded that our contract mentions that if he wants to visit he has to give 24-hour notice, as the contract states. He was adamant that that does not apply to him. He said he would have to give us 24-hour notice to come inside our rooms (!) not the house.
I am infuriated he is so entitled and constantly disrespects us.

Update 6:
When your housemates think you're stupid, but they're even more stupid than how stupid they think you are:
Yesterday, Clinton was in our room when he heard a smashing noise (similar to a plate falling on the floor) and our housemates talking.
He goes to the kitchen after a while and they're brooming. The girl looks at him with guilt written all over her face.
They say nothing.
Then, Clinton notices that they've actually thrown the bowl they dropped on the floor in the rubbish bin.
So, you think we are stupid and we won't notice you broke our bowl, even though you got caught semi-red handed, and then you proceed to throw it in the rubbish bin in the kitchen?
As if we won't see it?
And you don't even fucking apologise or replace the bowl?
Seriously man, what the fuck. We've been so nice to them, let them use all of our cutlery and they destroyed more than a few of our things, without ever acknowledging or apologising for it.

Update 7:
The couple brought the girl's child from Romania to the house. They said she was going to stay for a week. A week turned into 2-3 weeks, then a month. We asked them what is going on, why is the girl still in the house and they got very offended. They said it was none of our business and the girl was going to stay in the house until September (2+ months).
We later found out they were secretly applying for benefits and trying to get the girl to go to school in the area. So they didn't plan on sending her back in September. They were lying in our faces.
In the end, their attempts failed, they didn't get the benefits and the girl returned to her grandma in her home country. 

Update 8: 
Amidst all that, the landlord told us he was going to put the house on the market. A month or so passes and he gives us 1+ month notice. 
During that time agency people came into the house without notice or permission.
Then, the landlord tries to rip us off and not return our deposit, even though we could report him because he didn't do the Deposit Scheme.
We got our money after 2+ months, and after pestering him. 
He claimed he got an electricity bill of 4k, and tried to blame it on us. 

Update 9:
We are finally out of there.

Extreme housemate horror story

During my last week in uni halls, and after looking for a place for about 2 months, I was very desperate. I needed to lower my standards and just find anything, otherwise, I would be homeless.

I went to a viewing that week, and I was offered a place in the house. I was a bit worried as there was no contract -which means zero security for me- but I had no other choice at that point.

After I moved in, I found out we would be 6 people instead of 5 -which was what I had been told before. One of the housemates, let's call him X, was away during the viewing, so they forgot to mention he lived there too.

I also found out that I had been lied to about who lived in my room before me and the situation of how the previous tenant left.

Less than 3 weeks that I lived there, one housemate's girlfriend moved in as well. And so, without being asked or informed of that fact, I ended up living in a house with 7 people instead of 5.

I quickly realised that X's girlfriend, let's call her G, was quite rude and always had an expression on her face as if she was annoyed by most of us.

I generally tried my best to be super polite to everyone, cleaned after myself, cleaned after other people, paid on time, contributed to bills, notified if I had guests etc.

During my 2nd week in the house, the pre-previous tenant asked me for her stuff from the room. I had never met her and I explained I threw everything away. She sarcastically wished me to 'enjoy the house.'

Right then and there, I knew something was off.

On my 3rd week, I got verbally attacked by G. She called me over the top, exaggerating, a bad fit for the house and a racist. She kept saying she doesn't feel comfortable in her own house (implying it's my fault), ignoring the fact this wasn't her house, but our house -supposedly. And of course she never cared that I didn't call this place my home, and didn't feel comfortable in it, because of her and X.
She admitted she had a bad day at work and took it out on me. I was calm and polite, explained what she did was wrong, and accepted her apology.
The conversation had started with the fact that there was drama in the house because some people were stealing food. And because I supported the person whose food was being stolen, let's call him A, she didn't like that.

She also didn't like that I'm not like the girl who lived in my room before. I later found out that girl was a very quiet person, who never complained because she was scared of G and X.

During the same month, X made some horrendous sexist 'jokes,' which resulted in the new housemate, let's call her E, crying. I supported her and told X off. He verbally attacked me, and left our group conversation on a chat app -where everything took place.
I was actually surprised E's boyfriend, who was also a housemate, let's call him K, didn't stand up for her.

I had stopped speaking to G and I was very happy about that. Not having to deal with her and X made my life in the house easier, almost pleasant.

Then, one day, as I was making my lunch using a pot from the communal lot, she said she wanted her pot. I explained this pot was in the communal lot. She said she doesn't mind people using it, but when she asks for it she wants it. I got pissed off of course and emptied my food into another pot, and then washed her pot and gave it to her.
She didn't like my reaction and started a whole dramatic situation.
I, again, was the bigger person and tried to defuse the situation. I also asked her what her problem was with me so we could resolve it. She claimed she had no issue.

During the same month (November), another housemate was rude to me on the group chat, when I complained about the horrible internet connection we had. Even though he actually had his own router in his room, which he only revealed after I complained. I knew from day one as I had followed the cables and saw they went into his room, but it just shows... Let's call him C. C is one of those people who wants to be left alone, and as long as he's doing alright, he gives no fucks about anyone else. He's also very grumpy and at times unreasonably rude to people.

During the same month, I was actually attacked by almost the whole house for complaining about how expensive our internet connection was, when we could pay half if we changed companies and packages.

Day by day I realised I was by myself. I had no contract. The landlord didn't care about anything but rent. I was alone.

E was kinda nice to me a few times. But she became closer to G and started changing her behaviour towards me.

The only one who consistently supported me was A. A is lgbt+ and we had gotten closer on those grounds, as I was the only ally in the house.

G and X are very homophobic and K was homophobic in secret.

The more I tried to not speak with G the more she provoked me.

Some of the things she said in front of me or to me:
-She doesn't like British people and feels she can't make friends in UK (I wonder why)
-She doesn't like people with piercings and tattoos (I got both)
-She doesn't like people who get plastic surgery (but said if she could afford it she would get it)
-She thinks people with disabilities shouldn't get as much help as 'normal' people (I worked with uni students with disabilities)
-She thinks gay people are unnatural (I am an ally)
-She thinks trans people who have committed suicide are stupid (I am an ally)
-She told me if she was fat she'd die (I am fat)
-She thinks I'm a student since I worked at a university at the time and according to her my job wasn't a real job
-She has said wearing makeup to work is stupid (when I was off to work and was wearing makeup). A few days later I caught her wearing makeup to work as well
Go figure.

Just before the holiday break, G and X had a huge fight. They were banging things, slamming doors and shouting. I had the misfortune of being their neighbour, so I could see my furniture that was touching the wall shaking from all the banging. I think X actually beat G up. And I didn't think it's the first time. All this happened around and after midnight. G left the house, and then came back and slept on the couch.
Even though they woke me up, I didn't complain.

2 days later, I was in my room singing around 8pm. It's Saturday. She texted me to say I was too loud. I told her that when she and her boyfriend made noise after midnight I didn't complain. She used excuses.
Then I contacted E, in hope of getting some support (since E and her boyfriend, K, make noise all the time after 11pm, playing music, singing etc.). She said my singing was 'wobbly.' Now bear in mind I have helped E practice her singing. She did apologise in the end, but still...

During the last weekend of 2016, X returned to the house from his holidays, without G. He had a huge party without asking anyone (it was in the house rules that if you have a party you have to ask).
Actually, G had told me once, when I asked why I am the only one who notifies when she has guests, that it's because: "We know everyone else." When I said I didn't know any of her guests, she remained silent.
Anyway, X and his friends got drunk, smashed things, slammed doors until 11pm.
C, who was in the house, and always complains when people slam the doors accidentally during the day, didn't say a thing.

Next day X brought more friends over to have a barbeque. Again, he didn't notify us. Thankfully, I was leaving the house for the weekend.

Then, I returned for the first time in 2017. I had gone to the supermarket, so I opened the fridge to put my food on my shelf. Someone had moved my stuff and had put a pot with meat on my shelf. They all knew I'm vegetarian.
I messaged the group with a picture of the pot and said I'm going to put it on the kitchen working space.
An hour or so later, I was in my room and heard X slamming doors, the cupboards, and trying to intimidate me with noise -as he did very often. He was also shouting on his phone.
I went downstairs, I said happy new year and then tried to explain what happened with the pot. He started shouting in my face: "You don't touch my stuff!" I tried to explain that I said I'd move the pot on the group. He then went on to shout that he wasn't on the group.
Again, calmly, I asked him why he is shouting, and tried to explain this was my shelf, and he was the one who moved my stuff to put his meat dish. He shouted "End of conversation" in my face as if he wanted to physically attack me.

Next day I found out he used my cutting board as well, which is on my cupboard. We're not supposed to use stuff that is on personal cupboards.

A few other 'fun facts:'
G told E that she didn't like British politeness and people saying sorry.
G is almost 10 years younger than X, and they have been together since she was 16 years old.
G was married to X, divorced him and then got back with him.
X was trying to be the 'alpha male' of the house, and he often shouted to the people who belong to minorities (e.g. me and A), thinking he's macho this way.
Both X and G believe this was their house, they felt like they were the king and queen, and the rest of us peasants. I wondered why they didn't rent the whole house by themselves since they felt this way...
X had displayed rude and demeaning behaviour to other housemates as well, in the form of 'jokes.' And if someone tried to hold him accountable for his bullshit he claimed that was "his sense of humour".


Around Christmas, X and G broke up. They still lived in the same room.

A few weeks later, E took one of my lunch boxes from my private cupboard for two days, and only told me after she had taken it. Obviously I was pissed off and explained that was not ok. She said she thought she could 'get away with it' because it was her...

Then, X left the house finally, but E started stealing my stuff continuously. C had his stuff stolen as well, so he moved everything he had in the kitchen to his room.
Unfortunately, my room was too small, so it's hard for me to do the same. I moved all my stuff from the shower to my room though, as my toothpaste kept on getting stolen -by E.

E, G and K kept making noise all the time, slamming doors in the middle of the night, having friends over without asking the rest of us, having parties and making living in the house unbearable.

I finally managed to give everyone 1 month's notice that I'd be leaving the house, and K got on my case because he wanted me to keep paying rent, even if they didn't have a new tenant after 1 month. Our agreement didn't say anything about that. E of course had to get involved as well. She turned into the new G, complaining constantly, even though she didn't abide by the house rules.
She told me off for reacting to K's absurd statement. I reacted in my room, as I was talking to my boyfriend, and she complained I was too loud and they heard I called them names.
Her and K played music all the time, came back drugged at 4am and woke me up (they made a habbit of taking drugs in the house), and I had never complained.

My health kept deteriorating whilst I lived in the house, and instead of leaving me alone they kept on pushing me.

A couple of weeks prior to my move G knocked on my door asking for change. After all that she had done to me, she casually knocked on my door and expected me to give her change. Of course I didn't give her anything. Then, at 1am I went to the loo, and on my way out she opened the door of her room (it's next to the loo) and smiled at me saying she didn't mean to scare me. I muttered 'For fucks sake' and shut my door. Her smile was creepier and scarier than a dark downtown alley after 2am.

Finally, a few days before my move G tried to "make amends with me" aka force me to like her... But it doesn't matter...

I'm out of that horrible place!