Hammer Time

I finally had it with the antics of my juvenile roommates so I had them hauled into the Executive Chef's Office for a little chit chat. The Exec Chef is Frank who takes NO BULLSHIT and will tell you point blank what he's thinking. (I kinda like him, but have a hard time understanding him, with his accent - he's French)

Anyhow, Frank had me start out the meeting by stating what the problem was, I shared my viewpoint of what was going on (too numerous to reiterate, just trust me, my roommates are assholes) and then I stated further the quick fix is not me moving out, they needed to change their behavior, we didn't have to like each other to live together. Silence. I saw a little gleam in ole Frank's eye though. He wasn't expecting that line out of my mouth.

Some concessions were made, meeting ended, I was dismissed. The roomies had to stay for a further chat. I have no idea what was said, but they really don't like me now (ha-ha) and their cabin room behavior has changed dramatically!

Score 1 for Lisa!