I'm studying abroad in an apartment with 5 other people. I have one roommate. This morning I woke up to a text from my friend warning me that the study abroad program director was going to come to my apartment later to yell at my roommate and me for not helping out with housework enough, in response to a complaint from one or more of the apartment-mates to her. The friend told me not to tell anyone she'd warned me because they didn't want to tell me.
The funny thing is that none of my apartment-mates had ever complained to me before that they thought I didn't do enough housework because they're all spineless vaginas. So, as I'm leaving with my roommate at 5pm to go get some food, we pass them and go out the door. They are unaware that we know about the meeting and don't say anything to us. We happened to run into the program director on the street while we were out. She asked why we're not at the apartment for our 5pm meeting. Of course, we tell her we had no idea that a meeting was supposed to take place today.
She tells us to follow her back to the apartment, so we do. When we walk in, I take a seat in the middle of the room. The most spineless pussy-footer of my apartment-mates is giving me this shit-eating evil grin, which is quickly wiped off his face as the program director confirms that none of them had even told us the meeting was supposed to happen and proceeds to chew them out for their passive aggression. It was pretty hilarious, except one of them guessed that my friend had warned me beforehand because she thought us "trying to escape" at 5pm was too much of a coincidence so now my apartment-mates are passive aggressively pissed off at my friend.
Anyway, that's my roommate venting for today.