We all have our roommate horror stories—how they never did the dishes, left trash everywhere, or ate your food without a single word of thanks. But I think I had one of the worst roommates in history. This guy had a cat, and instead of throwing out the litter, he would scoop it into plastic bags and just leave them in his room. He never threw a bag away! At one point, there were about 50 bags piled up in his room, and the stench was absolutely unbearable. And believe it or not, that wasn't even the worst thing.
This monster would wake up every day at around 4:30 a.m. and play his bass guitar at full volume. Every morning, I would drag myself out of bed, bang on his door, and shout "Stop!" He'd apologize, stop for ten minutes, and then go right back to playing like nothing had happened. I could go on, but I'm getting mad just thinking about it!
