Knock Knock

It was mid-December when my Rochester roommate Jeremy had asked me if I would bear the responsibility for having the phone and electric bill in my name. I had no idea even if I would still be here past December so I said no. So on Thursday Jan 6th I found out from Jeremy that he was moving out the next day. Now Jeremy was a good guy but hey I had only known him for about a month so I wasn’t all broken up.

Yet, I guess I should have been paying a bit more attention as the next day both phone and electricity was disconnected. I was a bit upset, I didn’t think that the other two students would be have also turned down responsibility for this. I was speaking with Jeremy to try and figure out why he is moving out. Despite seeing his lips move, I couldn’t pin it down to anything specific. Yet, this didn’t trouble me too much so I went home for the weekend.

The weekend was over and I was getting ready to go to my temporary apartment in Rochester when I get a phone call from Jeremy who says that the locks will probably have to be changed as both he and Hong have now officially moved out. While driving back to my apartment the concern that I can’t get back into it does cross my mind and it did put me into a bit of a foul mood.

I didn’t have any problems getting into the apartment but that was the only good piece of news. It became more apparent who owned what possessions in my apartment. It wasn’t only that most of the dishes and kitchenware were gone but the shower curtain was gone too. I don’t know how they managed this but the only dishes left were dirty and in stacks everywhere, but perhaps not too surprising for a student apartment. I turn up the heat in my room and went to brush my teeth.

A few minutes later I hear somebody come into the apartment and that person starts to open the bathroom door. I am quite pissed by the situation and open the door. I was really planning on giving someone an ass-chewing when I discover that the person on the other side of the door is a policeman.

My other “responsible” roommate John had the jitters as he thought he heard a noise from Jeremy’s room. There were two policeman in my apartment and while one was checking out the apartment the other was speaking with with John. Little did I know it, but that was to be the last time I would see John.

The next day Hong stopped by with the utility bills. I almost choked when I saw it was 511.22, which was not too far off the rent for the whole apartment. My phone calls were sixty five dollars but poor John’s were almost three hundred.

The apartment was empty as were Jeremy’s and Hong’s room. A few days after that I moved out too.

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