Filthy Housemates By Thandi Mkhatshwa

Filthy Housemates

By Thandi Mkhatshwa

Published on Sat, Oct 08 2011 by Thandi Mkhatshwa
Sharing a house with ten other students can be such a great life experience. For one thing, we get to learn a lot more about each other’s cultures and other stuff. But at the same time living with these students can also be very exhausting at some points.
Don’t get me wrong. I like all of my house mates.  In fact, I think they are all wonderful people, and we’ve become very close over the past couple of months. But there is one little thing that really gets to me the most about my housemates: They don’t clean up after themselves!
Our bathroom always looks like a pigsty. Every time I go in to take the shower I always find the floor very wet and muddy. Also, when some of my housemates shave, which is most of the time, they never bother to remove any of their hairs on the floor. As a result, I always find the floor covered with hair from all the different parts of the body. I didn’t know that human beings actually had so much hair in their bodies. But thanks to housemates I now know. The sight is enough to make anyone feel sick. I have to tip toe my way around just to get into the shower.

And the shower is not the only filthy part in the house. The kitchen is worse. There are always dirty dishes and pots everywhere and some of these things have been there since January.  The floor is always dirty and wet as well. And when my roommates cook they never bother to clean the stove afterwards. It’s always covered with all kinds of food and oils.

Although most of the furniture in this house is new you can hardly tell because the house is always very filthy.  And it even got to a point where by the cleaning lady, from our housing agency, started to complain.  But my housemates just ignored her complaints and said that by actually making the house dirty they were providing her with some work to do in the house.
The cleaning lady then tried to teach them a lesson by taking out their dirty dishes, pots and every other dirty stuff out and threw them in the bin. But even that wasn’t enough to make any of my housemates want to clean up after themselves. The cleaning lady eventually got tired of our untidiness and now she hardly comes to our house.

 And now the house looks way worse than before. And this made me wonder if this is how these housemates of mine really behave at home or if they are just doing this here because they can. I am crazy about my housemates but it’s like some of them don’t even care how their untidiness affects other people. It’s a miracle that no one has gotten ill yet.

  Thandi Mkhatshwa grew up in the the small village of Tintswalo, South Africa. In 2007, she graduated from the Amazwi School of Media Arts with a Certificate in Narrative Journalism and Fieldwork Studies.She is now studying Accounting at South Africa's University of the Free State in Bloemfontein. She enjoys writing about every day life and events. She blogs once a week on Bookmark her blog at


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