aw...I feel for all you guys. My one sounds lousy in comparison.
I've usually had good luck with flatmates. There was just one incident where things got nasty.
One room mate, (I'll call him Greg) drank A LOT
EDIT: clicked post by mistake, hang on, I'll finish it!
and at the time I thought nothing of it. We were just starting Uni, who cares?
Anyway, one night he tries to make a move on my girlfriend while I'm in the shower. She screams and runs out, and I come rushing out with a towel to cover me and ask what the hell is going on. He said that she tried to seduce him, and when he refused she ran. This caused a break up, as she wouldn't ring me in case Greg picked up, and I wasn't about to ring her. Stupid, I know.
Anyway,one night I come home and see one of her brothers laying Greg low with a 2-4. I asked what he was doing, he told me. I didn't believe him, and since we were quite good friends (the brother and me) he went. I talked to Greg and he eventually told me the truth. I moved out the next morning.
[ 09-03-2002, 04:22 PM: Message edited by: Horatio ]