If you have had to live in an unpleasant atmosphere with other people, you'll have a good laugh at the exchange me and my flatmate had the other day.
About a month ago, I completely gutted our flat and made sure the whole place was spotless. It's stayed in good condition since and my flatmate and I are getting on better because of it.
The other day I asked him to take the bin bag out from the kitchen and it ended up causing a fallout, slammed doors, the punching of walls, and shouting.
Of course, I didn't slam any doors or punch any walls, I'm an adult with my shit under control. Unfortunately, it was what I had to experience and it wasn't pretty.
I'm not completely formed in my adulthood since I did tell my flatmate to grow up and after listening to the shouting of excuses I told him to fuck off because I wasn't interested, but looking back now I think I could have handled it better. Nevertheless, he took the bin bag out and left me be.
Later on that night he came downstairs and apologised, telling me that he received a message which set him off and caused him to flip out. I've been dealing with the illogical lies and potentially made-up stories for a little while so I just accepted the bullshit. We talked it out and have fortunately avoided any further unpleasantness.
I do not know how to deal with someone who always has an answer and regularly interrupts. I don't have the energy to care enough.
The personality reminds me of how I acted as a teenager and feel like it's some weird karmic justice happening before my eyes. Just a shame I have to deal with someone who acts like it in their late twenties.
