The state of my kitchen is VILE.

I just went in to make a cup of tea, (I actually like tea now, a lot in fact!) and it is so foul I can’t even think of a word thats vile enough to describe it. Vile will do for now.

I’ve made a point to not use the kitchen so I don’t have to see or contend with the mess at any time, but I wanted to have a cup of tea to motivate me to do my work. But I’m fuming, I can’t even work now and I have a headache from getting so worked up about it. I’ve even stopped using the bins all together in the kitchen so I don’t have to take them out. I don’t see the point in taking inconsiderate people’s trash out when I don’t even use the kitchen at all!

I took some pictures to show the staff tomorrow. I do not want to get charged in any way for the mess in the kitchen, it’s not my problem, and the staff probably know it’s not me from the amount of times I’ve complained about the noise and mess of the flat in general.

Like, how is ANYONE supposed to cook in this filth? I am not a pig. I actually care about bacteria in the kitchen, I don’t fancy having salmonella or a virus from making food in this mess thank you very much.

 

I do understand I live in student accommodation, but the state of my flat is horrendous. I go in other peoples flats and it’s either spotless or looks like it’s lived in (which to be honest, is better than looking completely spotless, because you know it’s actually being used and cleaned regularly) but when it is like this, when people leave their half empty plates on a frikkin hob, it’s uncalled for. I’m done. 

Okay rant over. 

Monday Jan 1 @ 12:15am
tagged as: personal.


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