You know those reality TV shows where you watch and think, “No way this stuff is real. No one can possibly be that stupid”?
Well, trust me. They can. How do I know? Because youngest is sharing a house with three of them, and every time we think things can’t possibly get any worse, they do. Exponentially. Since my Tsunamis of Change post, a lockbox was installed over the thermostat to prevent the roommates from jacking up the heat to the blistering 27C/81F the three of them favoured (while having the windows open because they were too warm?!?). Said lockbox was then removed with a hammer, and the girl wielding the hammer shoved my daughter when she tried to intervene. The lockbox was reinstalled, but they figured out a way to circumvent it…and turned the heat up to 32C/90F instead.
And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. They’ve “made tea” at 3 a.m., leaving the kettle shrieking on the stove for 45 minutes at a stretch. They’ve stomped around on the floor above daughter’s bedroom shouting obscenities at her through the floor. They’ve threatened to make her life hell if she gets in their way of doing whatever they want. A second shoving incident has occurred. And they’ve refused to pay rent.
Eviction notices have now been served. A police file has been opened, and two uniformed visits have been made to the oh-so-delightful trio. The heat remains at 32C (but the lockbox has been removed so daughter and a new girl in the house can at least turn it down on occasion…woo?). The noise continues. Harassment and invasion of privacy complaints may be filed. An assault complaint is also possible. The fact that daughter has been able to remain upright and coherent through all of this (let alone continue her studies!) makes me the proudest mama on the face of the planet right now.
And no, as good as my imagination might be, I really couldn’t make this sh** up if I tried. 😛
So the next time you’re watching one of those reality shows? Remember that they’re not only totally possible, but my youngest is actually living in one right now. In fact, I’m thinking I might even pitch our gruesome threesome to one of the networks once this is all over. Mean Girls: The Real Thing. It’s kind of catchy, don’t you think?
P.S. On a lighter note, check out yesterday’s post to see what reading and radishes have in common…and to enter my Valentine’s giveway! 😀