Sharing a Flat - Difficult Cloze

by Kelley Pigottt

Listen to the recording. Fill in all the gaps with the missing words, then press "Check" to check your answers. Use the "Hint" button to get a free letter if an answer is giving you trouble. Note that you will lose points if you ask for hints or clues!
Escucha la grabación. Rellena los espacios en blanco con las palabras que faltan. Haz click en "Check" para comprobar tus aciertos. Si te resulta difícil la respuesta utiliza el botón "Hint" y te revelará una letra de la casilla en la que te encuentres, puedes clickear varias veces en "Hint" y te dará cada vez una letra más de la palabra. Perderás puntos con las pistas.

When it comes to sharing a flat, . While I’m not new to this type of arrangement, I certainly always had had more good than bad, until recently that is …
I chose a flat in San Blas, located in the east of Madrid. it seemed that the place offered more positives than negatives. The reality was that at the time I just needed something, anything, so .
Nowadays, I swiftly eliminate a potential living situation in which there is the slightest sign of something negative or suspicious. It’s also quite clear now that one a glance in the refrigerator; this everyday appliance can sometimes be the key to unlocking the secret of whether to share a roof with strangers.
However, on this occasion I didn’t have such wisdom and discovered I was to be with housemates who of cleanliness. Surely their closest relatives were pigs, and as youth these two people must have been as accustomed to filth as the average person is accustomed to eating three daily meals. This translated into regularly coming home to cooking pots slimed with grease and pans caked in rice; . This also meant that I was to find cups and plates strewn everywhere almost as if there were four other roommates in the house, rather than the three of us. Now, I’m not particularly maniacal about cleanliness, but when I see the same plate or sauce pan a week later then
Just when I thought I’d really lost it, I walked into the house one evening and upon flicking on the light I encountered nothing but pitch black! I tried to think of what it might be, but to no avail - the power was simply out!!
Luckily, I could still take a hot shower for the ensuing weeks, but in the end the stove and lights for a total of three weeks while my roommates had left for the holidays. In addition, my roommates had left of who to call or how to get a hold of them in case of a problem. A few days into this mind-splitting experience, a piece of mail arrived which revealed an unsightly unpaid electric bill. This was just the beginning of uncovering the mystery, , after opening the other bills, that the two nimrods for roommates hadn’t paid a single bill (electricity, telephone, or gas) since they’d lived in the place.
This amounted to nearly a year’s time and over a 1,000 euros. I finally realized that , despite having not had a hand in their remarkable idiocy. So, I went to the Yellow Pages and looked up the number of what I thought was the owner of the flat. A few days later he got back to me and eventually the lights went back on. about the 2-month (500 euros) deposit that I’d originally given to one of the original housemates. (Who apparently had went back to his home country of Venezuela without any intention of returning.)
The owner of the flat never knew that I was living there and himself. However, I’d luckily thought ahead enough to sign an informal agreement with the roommate to whom I had given the deposit and so the owner respected that and , he even returned it to me.
I suppose the upshot could be to make sure to peek in the refrigerator before signing up for a new flat. Perhaps even more important is to remember to sign some paperwork regarding your deposit and try to meet the landlord, or at least mine was.