Originally posted by TysonCook
Here is a true horror story... (somewhat long)
First interview 2 years ago, Host sheet says 5 male roomates, spare bed w/ shower in own room, no animals, no smoking.....
Set up w/host to stay for the night before my interview, called in advance and got directions and then the night before let him know that I would be there around 5pm.
Cabbed it from the airport to his house, only to find that he wasn't home yet, this is in November and the cabbie had already taken off, so I'm stuck sitting on my suitcase w/nothing but a coat on in his front yard.
About an hour later he comes home and says something like "oh, one of my roomates was supposed to be here, my bad" I can't remember the rest because I was literally frozen.
So we head into his house which is completely trashed and he goes on to tell me that he hates his house mates and the only reason that he rents is that they help w/his house payments (he is the owner).
The whole time he is telling me this his 2 y.o. alaskan huskie is jumping on me (I'm allergic) and starts chewing on my suitcase, which is now covered in tons of white dog hair (along w/me).
He takes me to the "room" that I was going to stay in, which was in reality a large closet that was supposed to go to one of the bedrooms. The "bed" was a mattress on the floor that happened to also double as the dogs bed/play pen.
So in all seriousness I am sleeping on the dogs bed. I can't help notice that for some reason there is red smears all over the place, until I put 2&2 toghther and see that the dog is menstruating and smearing goo all over the matress (which had no sheets).
The "host" tells me that I can put my stuff in here and he'd block the basement stairs off so the dog couldn't get in (the closet had no door). He then leaves me and tells me directions on how to get to McDonalds, which he can't drop me off at because he is late for a meeting.
After getting back from McD's (which I stayed at for 3 hours, since I'm allergic to dogs) I come back only to find that the roomates had come home, gone inside to get something, and left again, and in the process, locked the door again, with me stuck outside, again.
About another hour goes by and the "host" shows up and lets me in (frozen and pissed off), and to my not-suprise, the roomates had opened up the basement and the dog was now sleeping/eating/menstruating all over my suitcase including my suit etc.
Being pretty PO'd at this point I decide that I'll just go to sleep and get to the interview the next day and forget this ever happened. After fighting the dog off of my blood smeared mattress, I come to discover that the "host" had no extra sheets or blankets, and told me I could grab a pillow off of one of his roomates beds to use (which I declined). So I fell asleep on a giant maxi-pad, wrapped in my coat and the clothes that I traveled in w/no pillow.
So at about 3am, I awake to yelling and stuff breaking etc. It seems that two of the roomates came home, managed to PO the "host" and he had decided to evict them that night. He proceeded to start throwing things out the doors etc and fight w/them until the next day, when one of the roomates took me to the school for my interview.
Needless to say, I dressed for my interview at the school in the bathroom, and didn't look too sharp.
It gave both me and the interviewer some good laughs the next day, and I was accepted about 2 weeks after that.
I doubt that anyone can top that!!!!!
