Dear Roommate Gods Continued...
Right before I moved out I vented
a little A LOT about my roommate and our living situation. The gods may have answered me. No, I didn’t put dog shit under his bed… I got an apology instead:
I just want you to know that I’m sorry if I was a grumpy person to live with..all in all I think that we will be better friends nows and it was a good experience and I appreciate the cleaning you did and for being a nice and respectful roommate
I had a lot of not so nice things I wanted to say back. For starters what a load of crap… better friends?? I think NOT. Instead I was tactful and chose my words carefully and in response:
Well I kinda feel like I wasn’t very pleasant at times and it’s just cause I have so much financial stuff going on..so once again I’m sorry if I soured the experience and I have no ill or hard feelings..you are still one of my best friends
NO ILL FEELINGS?! Thanks! But I don’t give a shit! If anyone should have ”ill feelings” it should be me! And NO, you are not one of my best friends. Thanks anyways.
No I didn’t SAY that. That’s just what I felt.