Rant: choosing between a loud party roommate or a neat freak, and I picked the neat freak
Back in 2019, I had to pick between living with my friend Dave, who threw parties every weekend, or a quiet guy named Mark who labeled his food in the fridge. I went with Mark, thinking peace and quiet would be great. But after 6 months of living with him, I couldn't take the constant notes about cleaning and the way he'd freak out over a single crumb on the counter. Has anyone else had to choose between two extremes and regretted it?