Douchebag Roommates

I've had pretty good luck with roommates, but I still had one that was piss poor.

Imagine this scenario: he'd moved into my dorm to be close to his girlfriend, who lived one floor up. She was one of the most attractive people I've ever seen, so naturally my roomate had no choice but to seduce our RA.

Then, growing bored with our RA, my roommate seduced another girl on our floor, and their in-bed antics woke me up in the middle of the night. Mind you, he had never broken up with his girlfriend, and never broken up with the RA that he was cheating on her with.

So he was simultaneously with three girls in an extremely enclosed space, waking me up in the middle of the night, and generally disgusting me with his callousness. And, when all three girls found out about his two-timing ways, he (thankfully) decided to move out mid-semester. We'd split the appliances when we moved in, but he promised I could keep the TV until the end of the semester since he would be moving in with someone that had one. That is, until a week after he moved out, when he barged in and took the set *as I was watching it*.

Since, during the height of his lechry, my roomate wasn't sleeping in the room much, he essentially allowed another student to squat in our room, giving him a key and letting him sleep on his bed or on the floor. I just came home one day and found someone else's stuff all over the place.

Things worked out all right in the end, though. My roomate never returned to get his microwave, so I got a free appliance out of the whole thing. I also had to paint over the enormous poorly-drawn anime figure he sketched on the wall with a Sharpie, though.

Jam it back in, in the dark.