Laughter and anger...
Hello world! Yay! The Melbourne Comedy Festival is on around this time, and for the first time I took up the opportunity to see one of the acts - Lano and Woodley - before the duo separated. I was all laughs, you couldn't stop me. A lot of the jokes were slapstick and silly... Woodley went on for twenty minutes about "hi guy buy pie bye" (see, they are all different words, but they have the same sound! And, as Woodley told us, if the pie was made of eyes, then you could even say "hi guy buy eye pie bye". Silly. lol.)
At one point, the straight man, Lano, asked the inevitable question: How did we come to this? Out of the blue Woodley gets out his guitar and starts strumming some song about how the universe was created, and how we evolved from a single-cells organisms, followed by his parents meeting up for a sexual encounter, the comedy duo forming and Lano asking him the question. It was grand. ;)
But life is not all laughs in the World of William. We got a new guy in to help supplement the rent. I hate him. I don't exaggerate. I hate everything that he does. I've got that uncomfortable feeling again. And I'm so angry, I just want this guy OUT! He isn't paying the rent. He has absolutely no class. Case in point, I eventually has to tell him to start using the toilet brush. I found myself walking straight out of the toilet at the disgrace of a mess he left for me in the shallow ceramic pit. His excuse was that the bubbles that are created when he flushed the toilet hides the mess so he couldn't see it. Bullshit. Not what I saw. If you had such an event in the toilet, there is no way you'd walk out thinking you had left things as clean as you came in. No f'n way. Aargh. I can't stand his jokes that aren't jokes.
ie.
Him: How was your day?
ME: It was good.
Him: Are you sure it wasn't.... TWO DAYS?! >>insert hysterical laughter here<<
I can't stand listening to him. He blinks too often (some dry eye problem), and he's a loser. But I can't convince the other housemate (who is paying the other guys rent!) that we have to get rid of him. What to do...? :(
William John.
At one point, the straight man, Lano, asked the inevitable question: How did we come to this? Out of the blue Woodley gets out his guitar and starts strumming some song about how the universe was created, and how we evolved from a single-cells organisms, followed by his parents meeting up for a sexual encounter, the comedy duo forming and Lano asking him the question. It was grand. ;)
But life is not all laughs in the World of William. We got a new guy in to help supplement the rent. I hate him. I don't exaggerate. I hate everything that he does. I've got that uncomfortable feeling again. And I'm so angry, I just want this guy OUT! He isn't paying the rent. He has absolutely no class. Case in point, I eventually has to tell him to start using the toilet brush. I found myself walking straight out of the toilet at the disgrace of a mess he left for me in the shallow ceramic pit. His excuse was that the bubbles that are created when he flushed the toilet hides the mess so he couldn't see it. Bullshit. Not what I saw. If you had such an event in the toilet, there is no way you'd walk out thinking you had left things as clean as you came in. No f'n way. Aargh. I can't stand his jokes that aren't jokes.
ie.
Him: How was your day?
ME: It was good.
Him: Are you sure it wasn't.... TWO DAYS?! >>insert hysterical laughter here<<
I can't stand listening to him. He blinks too often (some dry eye problem), and he's a loser. But I can't convince the other housemate (who is paying the other guys rent!) that we have to get rid of him. What to do...? :(
William John.
posted by William John @ 12:15 PM
3 Comments:
Oh! My lovely poor William. I don't even get his joke, I would have looked at him blankly, blinking while waiting for punch line during his insane laughter.
Maybe you should give him another chance eh? If it hasn't been that long yet, he might just be nervous about new people? Everyone deserves a second chance, but that doesn't mean you should tell him that you expect to use a clean bathroom, leave it the way you encountered it! Clean and sanitary.
Typo, sorry. "That doesn't mean you SHOULDN'T tell him that you expect to use a clean bathroom..." etc. is what I meant.
you always made me laugh, and you hit me again. sorry about the awful roommate, you and i seem to have similar luck in that avenue of life.
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