The Story of Froommate Strap in, this is a long one. A few years ago, I needed to move quickly to start a job so I hopped on Craigslist (I know....I know) to find a roommate. Good ol' Frooms posted an ad saying she owned a condo and was renting out the second bedroom.  After some small talk we meet up for coffee at her place.  This was before my FPH time so bear with me, but as soon as I walked in I noticed two things:  she was borderline obese (red flag number one) and the condo was pretty messy for a showing (red flag number two). Anywho, everything else seemed to work out:  Froommate worked nights (I worked days), had a small dog, a boyfriend who "may be over once a week" and "she may go visit a few nights a week", and that it "just didn't work out" with the roommate before me (red flag number three).  She was re-painting the condo, which was about half done, hence the messy apartment.  Things seem ok.  I'm desperate to move ASAP, so here I go.  I move in the next week. Every single thing Froommate did while I lived there  was straight fat behavior.  I couldn't have made up a better story for FPH if I tried. Almost immediately the notes start.  Passive aggressive, hypocritical, nagging texts to my phone and handwritten notes all over the apartment.  I get blamed for messing up her DVR recordings.  (The fat fuck got every single TV channel known to man, spent every waking minute in front of it eating - I didn't spend any of my free time watching TV.)  I didn't clean her pan well enough.  I left rice in the sink after rinsing my plate.  I'm taking up too much space in my ONE fridge shelf and my ONE tiny cabinet shelf I get for my food.  (The amount of food on her shelves/pantry made it look like a family of 5 lives there, no joke.)  I didn't unload the dishwasher (I don't USE the dishwasher, I hand wash, but OK). I didn't take the trash out enough.  Her dog hates me.  (That damn thing barked every fucking time I came home, she was too lazy to train it). One after another after another.  It became almost comical.  Was she looking for a roommate, or a maid? I really start to think - am I that bad of a roommate?  I had had roommates for years before this with absolutely no complaints.  I'm clean, polite, and friendly, and at this point, confused.  The nitpicking starts to get annoying especially because the condo is still a disaster as when I moved in and the painting never gets finished the whole time I live there.  As a result, I inquire to Froommate about her previous roommate. Apparently the two of them are involved in a lawsuit over money because it "wasn't working out".  Great.  Seems they had similar issues as the two of us are having with the nitpicking.  On top of that, Frooms claims that since the old roommate was a lesbian, she had this "weird obsession with her" and that led to Froommate kicking her out.  Typical fat - no one is into you you fucking lard. As for her "boyfriend", I never see him the entire time until they "break up" (he probably never existed) and then she starts rapid fire going on 2-3 tinder dates per week and never seeing the guys again.  She probably fatfished them and when they see what she looks like, never talk to her again.  Around this time I meet my now boyfriend, who comes there once a week and I go to his place a few nights a week (exactly the same as her terms with her bf when I first moved in).  This becomes a problem because she for some reason decides she doesn't like when he's there and she doesn't like that I'm "gone so much".  Again, I'm confused.  The two of us are nothing but quiet and respectful when we're around, which isn't often.  BF quickly coins the term Froommate.  It sticks. Other notables: MLM:  She sold Herbalife crap which was constantly spilled powder over the counter - but some rice in the sink from a rinsed plate was a huge issue.  (????) She's constantly trying to get me to buy it.  It's clearly not working because you're still a fucking lard.  She would make a HUGE plate of pasta and a gigantic Herbalife shake for dinner.  She also wolfed down frozen pizzas and ice cream bars like I've never seen anyone eat anything before. NSFL:  The bathroom always smelled like shit.  Always.  The smell wafted into my bedroom constantly.  I don't understand how one human poops that much but I guess if treat your body like crap and put nothing but garbage and Herbalife powder into it, it's going to respond accordingly. NO ACCOUNTABILITY:  One night Froommate actually tells me I couldn't come home because her dog would bark too much.  We got into a text argument over it where I told her I was coming home because I was, in fact, paying rent there.  I came home just to wake her dog up and then I left to go to my boyfriends. FOOD:  My food would go missing.  Like I said I had two tiny shelves, one in part of the fridge and one in a cabinet.  I asked her about it and only once did she own up to it, saying a "guy she had over" ate it.  Not once the entire time I lived there did she have a guy over.  Why are l hambeasts liars? I could go on and on. I don't remember what the final straw was, but she blamed it on my being "too young" for her. I was three years younger than her and in my previous living situation, my roommates were all six years and older.  OK, Frooms, whatever you say.  I'm exhausted and ready to go. On my move out day, she texts me angry for tracking mud on her carpet while my friends were moving me and tells me my friends need to take their shoes off the next day.  I make sure everyone's shoes were covered in mud and muck the next day. Finally, I see she is already looking for another roommate on Craigslist.  She's going to put another poor unsuspecting soul through this?!  I'm appalled.  I leave an ad on Craigslist listing all that has happened and how she is clearly not used to living with roommates.  She wasted my time, my energy, and most importantly my money and I want to warn other Craigslist-goers of her.  She finds it and texts me threatening to sue me for "slander".  I block her and get a ton of thank you responses from other Craigslist users searching for apartments.   Hey Froommate, it's only slander if it's not true, you fat piece of shit, and what's true is that you're a lazy, overweight, petulant child who smells like shit and has no friends and can't hold down a boyfriend.  Grow the fuck up and shove another "weight loss" shake down your pie hole. End rant.