Most of us have at one time or another had a roommate. It may have been a younger or an older brother. One of the several guys (or girls) you shared room with during summer camp, your college roommate or later in life a flat mate or a girlfriend. There are many possible conflict points when you live with someone. Sometimes a huge fight might erupt over something as simple as stepping on peanut on the carpet or listening to music in 2 am. Living with someone could be a real bother but also it can be fun, especially if you get along well.
So I will tell you a part of my story. I have been living with my best friend for 5 years now. First we shared room in college and after that a flat in New York City. At times it was inconvenient (especially in college when one of us would bring a girl in and the other had to go to sleep somewhere else), but in general it was fun and much better than living all alone. The only really big problem was and still is pranking. After my first big college party, thanks to my roommate, I ended up with a huge “Psychology of Men” stuck to my right cheek with superglue. Two weeks later I got back at him by painting one of his eyebrows bright red and shaving the other off. This went on and off with big periods of relative calm in between.
We were in the middle of such a period now but things changed as we started going to self defense training. After some reasoning I started going to Krav Maga classes and two weeks in the training I was joined by my best friend aka my roommate. As months passed we were progressing in our training and we started to feel more confident. One of the things that Krav Maga teaches you is how to react and how to make use of your reflexes. Yes you can kind of guess where this is going. We started “just testing” our reflexes with a large variety of practical jokes and pranks. But as things progressed they got a little bit out of hand. I had to change my haircut and then lose all the hair because of his antics, all his clothes were died in pink and he had to go to a doctor to remove a bag of chips from his back (this was actually really hilarious) and so on. One day I got a little overboard. I placed a high pressure pillow under his couch cushion that was supposed just to throw him off to the ground and startle him. Well things didn’t go exactly as planned and now Johnny has to spend the next few weeks face down because his butt is a mess. So if you ever go into a war with your roommate just try not to go overboard with the pranks, it could be really dangerous.