People who unwittingly abuse their animals. Stuff like:

-Taking your dog to an area with lots of loud noises, like an outdoor festival. Their hearing is sensitive, and your shit hippy music at the concert has to be painful for it. All so you can be cool.

-Buying dogs and making them live in climates they're not supposed to (Chihuahuas in really cold areas, St. Bernard in warm, for example). I saw a woman over the summer with an un-trimmed Afghan hound, walking it around on the hot pavement at the farmers' market when it was like 95 with 70% humidity. The thing looked half-dead while she was dragging it along and gabbing with everyone.

And maybe animal ignorance in general. I had the friendliest beagle who never exhibited any sort of hostility. Getting full grown adults looking at a beagle puppy, and freaking out while asking if it would bite them made me want my dog to actually bite them.

Drew Linky wrote:

Greg the White wrote: -Buying dogs and making them live in climates they're not supposed to (Chihuahuas in really cold areas, St. Bernard in warm, for example). My mother owns a malamute. I don't have the heart to tell her that it's probably killing Katy (the dog) to live here during the summer because it's so fucking hot. She really loves that dog. And she's a fucking beast, comes up to above my knees and is too heavy for me to carry for more than a couple of seconds. I can't imagine how bad she feels when she has to be outside during the summer, or even fall.

I don't even mind dogs living in different climates, but people over-exerting them without proper hydration or hair clipping just makes me feel really bad for the dog.

So, for the past two years, I've had two great roommates. No fights, no problem with cleaning, no passive-agressive shit. Unfortunately, one had to move out in June since he got married, which sucks because finding such a good roomie is hard. The only remotely trustworthy one rent-wise was a sophomore student. Neither of us wanted a student roomie, because they're typically entitled brats who don't know how to live with other people. We were pretty much spot on with this one. The main grievances:

-Spent first month begging us for alcohol. I buckled, and he gave me a twenty to get him some whiskey. I come back with Jim Beam, and he bitches about the quality (nothing else decent under $20)

-He eats like one of those kids that just realized there are no parents around. He's stocked up on sugary, shitty food, leaving a mess whenever he stuffs his ever-enlarging gut, which he refuses to clean up, because he's "not here as much as you guys."

-He's also one of those people who doesn't realize how much he eats, and leaves passive-aggressive notes and tells us to stay away from his food. Hard to convince him he's a pig, even if I'm on a diet and other roommate is Type 2 diabetic.

-What is with college guys and walking around shirtless with gym shorts. Saw this constantly when I was in college. I don't want to see his gut and developing man hooters all day, and it's especially bad now since it's getting colder.

-He's on a free ride, so he's never worked. My roommate and I are both cooks who work night shifts, and since we get home after midnight, we don't go to sleep until around 4 am, waking up at noon. He doesn't understand that there are different sleep schedules that need to be maintained in order for the world to work. He gives us shit for sleeping until noon, and will talk loudly on his phone about his "LAZY ROOMMATES" while we're sleeping. His thing lately is passive-aggressively knocking on our doors and bolting away.

There's a bunch of other stuff, including constantly flirting with my obviously-disgusted girlfriend. That problem solved itself though, since I gave her the go-ahead to cuss him out.

Not saying all college kids do it, but it's common enough attitude for people who first go out on their own. It's just that trying to live and work in a college town means that if you run into the big-new-worlders, they're college students.

username wrote:

kick his ass out. or just kick his ass.

6 month lease. Gonna be a Happy New Year's I tellyouhwut.

LeshLush wrote:

I have often been guilty of not wearing a shirt/pants, but in my defense, it was always with other guys who were comfortable hanging around in their underwear. This was because we had an air conditioner that barely worked. I've never just been pantlsless in front of my new current roommate because I think it might make him lock himself in his room.

I know, I do it sometimes as well, but his shirt is off all the time, even when we have company or he's eating on the couch. I think since he was a high school athlete, he's still in the mindset that he has an awesome body and everyone wants to see it. Unfortunately, his all-cereal diet creates a bit of a problem, there.