I'll be back on Friday to see a clean room and carpet.
Seriously. What. the. FUCK. I am so pissed right now. I feel incredibly violated somehow. Aside from that, let's address the issue. I did three loads of laundry last night. This morning my clothes were still all clean and warm in my basket. I started sorting them into piles so I could put them away, but didn't finish before I had to go UNI HALL EVENT basketball practice. Added to the fact that we don't know when room inspections are going to be (anytime this and next week) and that they're specifically NOT telling people when theirs will be, there is no chance in hell that my carpet is going to be clean when she comes back. I LIVE HERE. THIS IS MY LIVING SPACE. THIS IS NOT A COMMON AREA. MY CLOTHES CAN BE WHEREVER THE HELL THEY WANT TO BE. Room inspections are supposed to be about whether we've drunkenly punched holes in the walls or something. Not fricking clothes on the floor.