Not a "housemate" but my roomate in college
Military college doesn’t allow for off-campus housing. So I report to school and my new roommate is this somewhat chubby cadet from Hartsville, South Carolina with prematurely graying hair and the thickest southern drawl I have ever encountered. Now, being southern myself, I normally like a drawl, but this kid was unintelligible. Literally. It took him telling me 8 times to understand where he was from. He kept saying it and it sounded like “HARTSFORD.” Eventually he wrote it down for me.

So our room has bunk beds, two desks, two full-presses and two locking dressers or as we called them 'half presses'. And a sink. Pretty Spartan, but then, it WAS military college.

The sink was your normal sink. Day three, I walk into the room after a harrowing walk down the hallway outside my room (hazing, insane upperclassmen, etc) returning from the bathroom. My roomate is standing at our sink having a lash.

Standing at the sink, peeing into the sink. I asked him why and his response was "Dookie Bo! You been out dar! I ain't ta goooin' out dar in da halllllway to go to da bafroom! Dar is crazy upperclassmen out dar!"

Two entire semesters of my roommate pissing in my sink. Every day. At least twice a day.

At least he had the decency to rinse it out though. Ugh
( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 14:48, Reply)