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Entitled roommate burns tenant's frozen pizza, tenant gets even by cranking the oven to 500 degrees: 'I matched his energy'

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  • A pepperoni pizza sits in the oven.
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  • "Roommate burned my food, so I matched his energy"

    Years ago I decided to go back to school for a career pivot. I had to keep expenses low so I moved into a sort of shared student apartment in the basement of an old apartment building.
  • We each had our own locked rooms along a hallway, but had a shared kitchen/bathrooms. No one really socialized beyond reminders to e- transfer for the shared internet.
  • One night I got home from classes and work around 10 PM and decided to make myself a frozen pizza. Cash was tight so it was a bit of a luxury food item for me. I popped it in the oven at
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  • like 375, set an alarm and went back in my room to wait the 25ish minutes recommended by the packaging. About halfway through the cook time I heard the oven door open, as it was old and always made a loud noise. A few
  • seconds after I heard one of the other students closing their bedroom door. I went to check the oven and saw that someone had put a big tray of chicken br in the oven too. I thought nothing of it, and went back to my room until the timer was done.
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  • A man vacuums as his roommate sits on the couch on his laptop.
  • When I went out there to pull out my pizza it was mostly burnt. The f had put his stuff in the oven and r cranked it up to 425 without telling me.
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  • Fine, put your sh in the oven, but don't change the cook temp without saying anything. To me that is a huge Imove. The pizza was just burnt enough to be terrible, but I still had to eat it. After fuming internally for a minute or two, and having a minor
  • existential crisis about how pitiful my life is, I went back to the kitchen area in a rage and cranked the oven up to 500 with his chicken still in there. After a bit I heard the smoke alarm going off,
  • and shortly after someone swearing. I stepped out into the darkened hallway and, in a slightly ominous tone, said "everything all good bud?". He
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  • stammered something about being fine, and was trying to scrape the charred chicken off the baking sheet. I went back into my room and ate the rest of my terrible pizza. I moved out not long after that. F your chicken.
  • A man vacuums as his roommate sits on the couch on his laptop.

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