Guests from Hell
You would think that paying 1/3 of the rent would give me some rights.
Like a right to sleep in my bedroom in some sort of peace and quiet.
Last night - the night before work - at 1am Sam comes home with not one but two friends.
The friends decide to watch TV at loud volume in the room next door - knowing the TV backs up onto the door into my room.
Then, in a wonderful display of sharing and caring, they begin to bonk at about 2am. On our couch, mind you.
The same couch I sit on to watch Seinfeld re-runs each night.
Great.
Got to hate house guests!
I had one who sleep walked into my room once. I am sure he will never do that again!