Proof that hams are lazy; a list of grievances against my obese flatmate Before my fat hatred had gone full-blown, I moved in with an acquaintance from uni. We graduated several years ago, but last Fall my living situation wasn't working out, and Hannah's roommate was moving out to take a job. I saw her posting about it on Facebook, the timing worked out and she's a sweet girl, so I moved in. Since then, I have regretted that decision. I thought Hannah had her shit mostly together, but I could not have been more wrong. I'm a very busy person and I travel a LOT for work, so I tend to get things in bulk so that I have to make fewer trips to the grocery store, etc. For instance, our laundry room uses quarters, so whenever I run out, I'll go to the bank and get like $40 worth of quarters so that I don't have to go out as often. I buy toothpaste, shower gel, makeup remover wipes, and weed in large quantities so that I don't have to restock as often. Hannah has completely destroyed this system: Additional laziness: To reiterate, Hannah and I were never friends before moving in together. She was a nice enough person (I thought), but I never considered us friends, so I have no idea where she got this idea that she can just help herself to my things, other than the fact that she is a typical entitled obeast.  Anyway I'm just fucking cranky and wanted to vent about it somewhere. Thanks for listening, shitlords - hope you enjoyed my tales. I'm off to leave town again for work, here's hoping my apartment isn't completely destroyed when I get back!