luni, 3 august 2015

Dear Housemates,

Recently, a girl housemate of mine interrupted my meditation to reproach me that the smell of weed is too strong. I apologized for smoking so close to the house. Usually I smoke in the backyard, even if I don't like it. This time it was raining, and I told her that. It happens for her to be the girlfriend of Shamal, so she does not have too many reasons to claim something in this house. Anyway, I refrained myself from telling her everything that was on my mind, and decided to answer with this letter posted on the kitchen door:



Dear Housemates,
Even if we seem like a cheerful house, always ready to have a beer in the backyard or even to go out together sometimes, lately there are different problems reclaimed by some of us. I will get more into that a little later.

The house where I used to live in before coming here had different rules, and it was rather boring. I pride myself with my fast adaptation to this house, because I didn’t play the ‘nobody gives a fuck’ rules in quite a while.

Maybe the disappearance of my toilet paper or of my frying pan were surprises. I was not used to philosophical couple fights until 4 AM in the morning, or with cleaning the shit of others in the toilet or the snails of others in the sink. But I took it, as long as I was also allowed to do my things.

What are my things? I am officially announcing that I will be staying home starting with 1 September. I have a computer job (I won’t get into details), and I will stay home and work on that. Normally, nobody gives a fuck and I would not bore you with that, but this is a different context. The type of tobacco that I like to smoke sometimes in the backyard helps me in my job. Not only that, but as some of you find their fun in drinking and puking, or having couple fights until the early hours of the morning, I also have my ways to have my fun. And I would like to keep them, just as you get to keep yours.  Otherwise, I will have to switch to other types of ‘fuel’ such as alcohol, and I am pretty sure you will not like me more after this ‘transformation’.

I realize the smell of my special tobacco might be annoying, and also that it can bring me problems, being imported and all that, but I would like you to bear with me once in a while. I will try to do this as far in the back yard as possible, to avoid any unpleasant odours in the house.

I apologize again to the people that will sometimes feel the smell, but the carbonized beans (after boiling 2 hours) at 3 AM in the morning which I had to stop before we all burned, the rotten catfood outside after two days, or the unflushed shit in the toilet are a lot more smelly. Even if my tobacco is a little annoying, it does not get me to puke at 3 in the morning, or to fight at 2 AM. It does not attract flies, and it doesn’t give me the impression that heavy metal Monday at 8 AM is a good idea.

I promise to stop my habit if this has become a problem. But if this becomes a problem, so does the unwashed dishes in the kitchen, the dirty toilet, the unflushed water, the burned foods, fights, music at certain hours, my disappearing forks, toilet paper, etc, etc etc. I have a feeling that respecting those rules will be hard especially for those who actually want them, so I would rather continue as it was. If not, we will need some strict rules, but not only about tobacco, but about all the crap that happens in this house.

Sincerely, The Wannabe Londoner