I (18f) live in an appartment with my boyfriend (19m), 3 other roommates and my cat. We all have our own room but we share 2 bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen. When I moved in we made very clear rules surrounding my cat and I follow those strictly. My cat is allowed in the common rooms, including the bathroom as long as he doesn't go in the closets, something he never does.
He loves to lie on the heated floor in the bathroom and he doesn't care if people shower. I did however say to my roommates that if they are uncomfortable with him being there when they are in the bathroom they can just push him out. Two of my roommates, including my boyfriend, do this. I don't.
A few days ago my boyfriend told me it is weird that I shower with the cat in the room and told me not to do it anymore. I got quite angry and asked him why. He told me he was angry because I do want to shower with the cat but not with him (He tries to get in the shower with me when I just want a relaxing shower after a long day). Now I worry that it is weird the cat is there.
AITA for showering with the cat in the room?
Also, sorry for any mistakes. This is my first post and English is my second language.
[Update] Hi everyone! Thanks for all the comments, messages, stories and jokes. You really helped me. I thought for a while and realized that this was not the only controlling behavior he has, so I told him we had to talk. I said that I was uncomfortable with some aspects of our relationship and I wanted him to go in therapy too, I even offered to go with him so we can work on us. He got very angry and told me to choose between him and the cat. When I chose the cat he got angry at first, and then started apologizing. We are done, I am not going to be manipulated again.
We let our roommates decide who got to stay in the appartment. Turns out he wasn't too nice to them and me and my cat get to stay. He will be out in two weeks, until then I and the cat are staying at my parents house. I am a bit heartbroken now but I know I did the right thing.
Thanks everyone and have a nice day!
Bit of an awkward issue but anyway. My (28F) boyfriend (29M) and I bought a house together this year and nearly every time I go into the en suite bathroom I notice water on the floor, the toilet seat, wall etc. When I wipe it up, it's sorta pale yellow so my immediate thought is; it's urine. So I bring this up to my boyfriend, at first he accuses me of doing it but eventually admits to having bad aim. Honestly, I don't care if he can't aim properly, at least CLEAN IT UP?!
I'm not going to put up with it because it's disgusting, so I told my boyfriend that he's banned from using the en suite bathroom and he can use the ugly bathroom downstairs. Now he's calling me immature, controlling and apparently I'm treating him like a child. We literally argued about this for hours.
I 21M share an apartment with another guy John (22M). John started bringing his GF Macy around a couple months ago. Which I didn’t have no problem with. She’d just stay here couple nights a week.
Problem started happening over a month ago. Macy came to my room once and asked if she could use my bathroom (apartment has a bathroom in each individual room) because John’s is a fucking mess. I’ve been in there before and I agree. He never cleans it, tub is stained an full of hairs, streaks of piss on the toilet seat, smells like shit, and looks as bad as mens restroom at a public park.
Kinda wish I never let her. After that whenever she was there she’d ask if she could use my bathroom or straight up go when I’m not there. How did I know?
I started noticing toilet paper balled up in my trash bin. My ex used to do this too when she would change her tampon so I knew right away. Then she would literally use my shower when I’m not there because I also started seeing like these long ass hairs stuck on the shower tile.
Not only that, I work night shifts so until late afternoon I’m sleeping in my room. She would wake me up to ask if she could use the bathroom. After I started saying no, she just started sneaking in. I’m a heavy sleeper but a couple times I did catch her and she apologized but it’s because she can’t stand using John’s bathroom.
I’d tell her to tell him to clean it then and problem solved but she says he promises he will then never does.
I’m already irritated with this and don’t want her continuing going in my bathroom. So I went and got a lock for my room. Few days ago John was pissed with me.
Turns out while I was sleeping she kept knocking on my door trying to go in but the lock kept her out. Anyways she needed to pee really bad and John was already using the bathroom and had the uhh...runs.
So yeah I guess she was banging on my door but couldn’t hear cause I was knocked out and also had my headphones on.
She ended up having a small accident cause she couldn’t hold it any longer. Because of that she got mad at John so now he’s mad at me. I told him why I got the lock and I don’t want his girl coming into my room whenever she wants to use the bathroom. It’s weird and she leaves her own mess too.
Still thinks I was a dick for getting a lock in the first place and doesn’t think it’s such a big deal for her to use the bathroom because it’s not like she snoops in my room (I mean idk sometimes I’m not there). Also dramatic according to him... keep reading on reddit ➡
This past semester I’ve actually felt like a teacher rather than a baby sitter. Where can I go from here? Are there any remote teaching jobs that have any kind of security or benefits?
This happened to me way back in 2003 - on a date with a rather nice guy. I was so nervous I swallowed funny and my food caught in my throat! I remember clearly my thought processes: "can't swallow, can't cough, can't breathe, can't talk - I have 4 and a half minutes until brain death unless someone in this restaurant knows the Heimlich. There are about 40 people here, I bet the odds are pretty good...and you know, my date's a handy guy, bet he might be one of them!" I stood up and started waving my hands around, forgot the "international sign for choking" (hands around the throat) but mimed the Heimlich and pointed at my mouth. My date figured it out, thankfully, did the Heimlich on me in front of 40 shocked onlookers, and saved my life! I found out 2 weeks later though that an acquaintance of mine had DIED in exactly the same circumstances because she had gone to the bathroom alone to try to clear her airway in private, and that this is a very common thing to happen. She literally died of embarrassment, of being too polite to make a fuss. Don't let this be you! If you're choking, get attention!
Oh and FWIW that rather nice guy and I have been married 16 years now :)
EDIT: IF YOU ARE ALONE AND CHOKING you can do the Heimlich maneuver on yourself! HERE is a very useful demo! Thank you to u/RanierMT for the link!
Last weekend, my girlfriend and 16 other friends of ours went camping in my RV, all of us slept in the RV except for 2 who slept in their car. Our RV is like 50 feet long (12m) and it has 4 beds, and 2 couches which fold out to beds, other people slept on the floor or on the drivers seats. It was super crowded as you can imagine.
We were all fairly close but then disaster struck, someone decided to fuck in our bathroom. They not only left hte condom in the bathroom trashcan, but they also had footprints on the mirror and wall, and for some reason the footprints really stuck, they were still there an hour later. I saw it and I was annoyed that someone did that, so I called everyone over and said "someone had sex in our motorhome, and here's the evidence" to which I led them to the bathroom and showed them the footprints and the condom.
"Does anyone want to admit to it? " well nobody said anything, but a lot of people were snickering and laughing, and then someone else suggested we should uncover the mystery togetehr, find out who did it, so that we did. We recalled events to remmeber who would be there together, we ruled out 3 of them because they were gone fishing, 2 of them had girlfriends so it wasn't the girlfriends either. That's 5 down, 4 more were out in town buying stuff, minus us, that's 9 down. There were 2 lesbians, so another 2 down. Only 5 are left, we then said everyone had to put their feet up against it, 2 refused a couple, and the prints didn't match with the other 3. They then reluctantly put hteir feet up, and well it matched. The girl broke down crying and the guy is pissed we called him out for it, i said he was rude as fuck for having sex in the bathroom of my motorhome, and we had a fun time solving the mystery. They both went home early.
EDIT: i forgot to mention, there was also a ass print on the mirror too, not sure whose ass it is