Housemates from Hell

I am now being reminded on an almost daily basis why I have always said I’d never live with anyone other than a partner.

Moving in with friends is a minefield. They tend not to stay friends for very long. They go from being decent people that are a laugh and just a little weird to becoming caricatures of themselves. Hideous freak shows that are like car-crashes to watch.

For me; if I was paying half of the ISP fees I’d expect full access to the router passwords & also access to the ISP Account details… or I simply would not pay. I certainly wouldn’t pay anything if every item of kit I had was blocked from the router by it’s MAC address. Indeed, what exactly would it be that I was paying for?

This is something that’s angering me quite a bit lately. And no, I still live in my parent’s granny flat so it’s not about me. Someone close though…

It’s got to the point where something should be said. Sadly I’m not very good with words, I’ve heard my punches are a bit on the hard side though…