So I get home the other night and am faced with the roommate. He's busy reading somebody on the phone some real or imagined slight.
And then he dismissively gestures angrily about the kitchen at me. I had left a skillet out and a couple of dirty dishes. Without missing a beat on his telephone take down, he is reading me the riot act with body language. I mean you could not pry his attitudinal hand off his hip with a crowbar!
Anyway, I get up in the middle of the night and scrub the kitchen down.
And then I get up in the morning to find he decided last night he needed a vacation and had taken off for UK.
Flyboys, and their free flying benefits. Piss me off