I've had my share of roommates here in Denmark over the years, and I can confirm that you often get into silly discussions over mundane shit like dishes, etc. But perhaps my most memorable role was being the middleman when I shared an apartment with my high-school friend and her older brother. The two of them didn't see eye-to-eye on most household chores and responsibilities, so I ended up mediating a whole bunch of conflicts. Fun times!
But now I'm a grown, married man, and things are smooth in my house... except for the kids making a mess and never cleaning up after themselves, cats puking on the carpet on a regular basis, and....where was I?
Roommate duty never truly ends, but it does seem to evolve to the family stage if you stick with life for long enough, or at least it has for me as well. I much prefer knowing Alley super well and not having other humans around these days - but it's still having another human to deal with and work around and experience life with.
I guess I don't want to undersell the idea that sharing a part of your life with someone, even if only a tiny part, is really significant. I need to remember all of my roommates and write down some stories about them before they fly away!
I had a Single White Female scenario once that I ran screaming from, but I also lived with one of my best friends and it was great. We even split a bedroom. I think we were both relatively tidy, but we did have a moment where we marked the walls with our initials in in wet spaghetti.
Roommates can be pretty intense! I've had some really good experiences overall, I think, and I was probably really lucky insofar as getting paired up with a couple decent ones right away, always with someone I knew "on the outside" first, at least after that initial "hard landing" in Richmond.
Come to think of it, those will eventually all make some great stories. Every single roommate did something I had never seen before.
"Everyone thinks chiefly of his own, hardly at all of the common interest; and only when he is himself concerned as an individual." That has never stopped being true since Aristotle first said it.
It's often found at the upper levels of large companies, in situations where the executives may be seeking personal control at the expense of the company's wider health. The situation escalates sometimes if they are all members of the same family.
I've had my share of roommates here in Denmark over the years, and I can confirm that you often get into silly discussions over mundane shit like dishes, etc. But perhaps my most memorable role was being the middleman when I shared an apartment with my high-school friend and her older brother. The two of them didn't see eye-to-eye on most household chores and responsibilities, so I ended up mediating a whole bunch of conflicts. Fun times!
But now I'm a grown, married man, and things are smooth in my house... except for the kids making a mess and never cleaning up after themselves, cats puking on the carpet on a regular basis, and....where was I?
Roommate duty never truly ends, but it does seem to evolve to the family stage if you stick with life for long enough, or at least it has for me as well. I much prefer knowing Alley super well and not having other humans around these days - but it's still having another human to deal with and work around and experience life with.
I guess I don't want to undersell the idea that sharing a part of your life with someone, even if only a tiny part, is really significant. I need to remember all of my roommates and write down some stories about them before they fly away!
I had a Single White Female scenario once that I ran screaming from, but I also lived with one of my best friends and it was great. We even split a bedroom. I think we were both relatively tidy, but we did have a moment where we marked the walls with our initials in in wet spaghetti.
Roommates can be pretty intense! I've had some really good experiences overall, I think, and I was probably really lucky insofar as getting paired up with a couple decent ones right away, always with someone I knew "on the outside" first, at least after that initial "hard landing" in Richmond.
Come to think of it, those will eventually all make some great stories. Every single roommate did something I had never seen before.
"Everyone thinks chiefly of his own, hardly at all of the common interest; and only when he is himself concerned as an individual." That has never stopped being true since Aristotle first said it.
It's often found at the upper levels of large companies, in situations where the executives may be seeking personal control at the expense of the company's wider health. The situation escalates sometimes if they are all members of the same family.
That's an excellent example. My head goes straight to AI's race to discard any and all safety nets.