Classification Essay - Roommates

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Having a roommate can be an unpleasant experience. Everybody is conditioned differently. Each person has their own way of running a household. Having to learn everyone's disposition can be a challenge because of differences. I have found it quite difficult to live with other people because they tend to not want to pick up after themselves, they have no regard for your feelings, and they could care less about your personal belongings. I have categorized the roommates that I have lived with into three categories: the dirty, the disrespectful, and the hazardous. The first type of person I encountered was the dirtiest I had lived with. She refused to take out the trash every week, leaving me to do the dirty work. If it were not for me, trash would have been piled up all over the floor. I even had to empty the trash can in her room. In the beginning of our relationship as roommates, we agreed we would do our own dishes. That agreement lasted a total of three days. Not only did she leave dirty dishes in the sink, she would leave them all over the house. Although there was an attempt to stifle the urges, I caved in and cleaned up all the dishes when I noticed more bugs appearing around the house. I lived like this for about three months and moved in with the next roommate. The second type of person I have lived with was very disrespectful. She would come home every night around 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning. I wouldn’t have a problem with this if it wasn't for the fact that I had to get up early to go to work. Also, she had given her boyfriend a key to the house, so he and his friends came over, regardless of the time of day or if occupied. Even so, I put up with the noise and discomfort until something of mine went missing. When asked my roommate if she’s seen it, she shrugged her shoulders and told me that someone was over and walked out with it. Not only did the stranger leave with my I-pod, but they walked out with my last nerve. Thus, I moved in with my...
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