Why sharehousing sux

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I think I hate share housing. It’s sad but true. Telling you this I feel guilty, like I’m betraying a once much-trusted lover – unfairly bitching about the bad stuff when most of it was great. But no more can I pretend I enjoy the student squalor of the whole deal. I can’t fool myself the overflowing bins, the skid marks in the toilet and the unwashed dishes are hip and neo-grunge – some sort of up yours to the hideously anal standard of cleanliness preached in Brand Power ads. I no longer ‘dig’ the impromptu parties. I no longer think it’s ‘rad’ or ‘cool’ to find people passed out in the morning, blocking access to the ironing board.  Want to know more? Read on.

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